Nightmare wants me broken, and she'll use the men I love to break me.
Death. Misery. Torment. The three gods I was cursed to marry when a cult took over my med school's Halloween party. I've experienced each one of those traits in the past the death of my best friend, the misery of being unable to...
It was a normal Halloween party until the cult crashed it. I expected beer kegs and douche-bros trying to grind on me. I didn’t expect blood, chanting, and a twisted ritual. It turns out our college is home to the Cult of Nightmare—that’s Night mare , the living embodiment of traumatic dreams. The g...
A deadly killer stalks my every move, but they’re messing with the wrong witch-wolf assassin.
Why would anyone think hunting a psycho hybrid with a supersized wolf form and crazy volatile witch powers is a good idea? It’s a mystery. But you do you, killer.
I’m Graves, kickass hitlady extraordinair...
If a secret wolf society thinks they can take me down, they’ve got another thing coming. There’s a reason they call me Graves.
It’s not my fault I’m a psychopath. What else would happen to someone who witnessed her sister’s murder? Without magic in my arsenal like the rest of my family, I have to r...