𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐍 𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 18+ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫. Misfortune has followed Vivienne since the moment she was born. Living quietly with her grandmother, she has long accepted that her future holds nothing bright. That belief is proven true the night she meets a strange man in the cemetery and offers him a beer, unaware of the fatal mistake she has made. The Grim Reaper turns his attention to Vivienne, his fascination twisting into something dangerous and inescapable. Caught in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden feelings, Vivienne must make a choice that will change her life forever. But with the devil breathing down her neck, knowing what's right and what's wrong is no longer so clear. ♰ "𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

To kick off another semester of missed classes, thumping music and messy kisses, frat president Heath Winters throws a start-of-year party with the notion that it'll be a night to remember. A night to remember it is. When Winters is busy cuddling up with long-time situationship - law student Kaycee 'Cee' Bast - someone turns the taps in the bathroom all the way, flooding it to the nines. While the blonde hotshot and his frat brothers race against time to clean up the fiercely-flowing waters, someone goes down on top of the stairs - none other than Cee. Well, not goes down. Punched into unconsciousness. Winters only finds his lady love (or perhaps, victim) when it's too late; the culprit has run for their life - and their reputation. With his president seat on fire, not to mention best friend Bradon 'Donny' Tran's vice-president role on the line as well, Winters doesn't have a choice but to dig deep. COVER ART IS CREATED BY ME

New Orleans, Louisiana. October 2005. The Jetson Youth Correctional Center has a massive overcrowding problem - or rather, it had one, before Hurricane Katrina tore across the coast. In the aftermath, the state quietly initiated the Arcane Delinquent Rehabilitation Initiative (ADRI), a high-stakes, off-the-books juvenile program where delinquents could earn their freedom through the brutal slaughter of supernatural threats. For every monster neutralized across the sweltering Louisiana bayou, the state chipped away at the kids' sentences. Take these three teenage convicts, for example: Thea Korshidi, a seventeen-year-old part-time demon slayer desperate to leave her suffocating home life. Remy Salazar, an eighteen-year-old half-demon hybrid who finds human bureaucracy more exhausting than the dead. Prue Beaumont, a kind seventeen-year-old witch whose quiet demeanor masks a dangerous, past. Under the strict supervision of ADRI, they attempt to navigate a lawless, flooded world. But after a routine assignment in the higher ground goes spectacularly wrong, their handler dumps the trio at Hemlock Ridge - a fancy, isolated campsite deep in the Basin. Their mandatory assignment? Turn a pack of foul-mouthed preteen delinquents into ruthless killers. What should be a straightforward way to keep a low profile quickly spirals into a gothic nightmare. The camp manager is a total asshole, the cabins reek of old mold, and the campers are unpredictable to the point of exhaustion. But when the trio stumbles across a shallow graveyard hidden deep in the woods, they are forced to navigate a labyrinth of rusted cabins and half-whispered threats to unearth the truth. Make no mistake - they aren't looking to play heroes or clean up messes. But if exposing Hemlock Ridge's dark secrets is the only way to earn a clean slate, then so be it.