"I'm a ghost haunting the halls of my own home." - Father, A False God.

November twenty-second was like any other Tuesday for the world, but in Valenchester, it was only the beginning of the Arcana Killer's terror. *** Ethan Covington, billion-heir and media-sweetheart is dead with a death card in his pocket - a small gift from his murderer. Now, it's up to Amara, the lead detective on his case, to hunt down the killer and bring them to justice. But what she doesn't know is that the answer doesn't lie in the present. Ten years ago, Janet Holloway, a seemingly normal seventeen-year-old, took her own life - a tragedy everyone in Valenchester desperately tried to forget. Ten years later, the town is haunted with her possible return for blood. Amara must choose which victim to side with - the man with skeletons in his closet or the girl back from the dead. But what if the truth isn't as normal as you'd expect? What if hunting for the truth leads Amara down a rabbit hole of her own past, and the hidden motives she joined the police department with? What if the truth she's been searching, has been searching her this entire time? [Updates Every Week]

Allison Hawthorne is dead - murdered in cold blood. Six lives remain at stake. The best part? I'm only getting started. Sacredmore High has been a gateway to the world of the elite for over two decades, but when newcomer April Park steps into its hallways, things don't remain as they were before. Secrets get out, hearts are broken and people wind up dead. The clock starts ticking when she makes friends with Allison's former frenemies. The geek with deceitful eyes. The perfectionist with damaged morals. The princess with a loveless life. The visionary with a tainted view. The loner with a shattered past. Each of these six have secrets they want to hide, but when I control their lives, their secrets become my ammunition and their futures, mine. And who am I? That's a question for another time. -Butterfly

[ a desi story] in which an assassin visits a particular ice cream truck after every kill to help soothe the bitter aftertaste in his heart.