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She kills monsters.

For centuries, Seralyn has walked unnoticed through human cities, erasing men the world refuses to punish- abusers, predators, those who hurt women and children and slip through the cracks of justice, one body at a time, she cleans the rot away.

Seralyn corrected the world quietly.

Someone else chose chaos.

Years later, bodies surface along the south-east coast, staged, savage, and random. No pattern. No justice. Just blood and spectacle.

Three detectives hunt killers who worship a legend they don’t understand.

This time, violence has no rules.

And it won’t survive them.

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Five years after the Breaker case, Detective Tom Knott trades the coast for quiet inland hills.
Then the bodies appear.
Not messy.
Not violent.
Arranged.
This isn’t rage-it’s design.
And Vera Ashcroft?
Calm. Observant. Watching him back.
He doesn’t know what she is.
Only that- for the first time in years- he feels awake.

The first time my dead editor pranked me, she hacked my amazon cart.
I woke up to eight sets of soup ladles, thirty two scented candles. Jasmine had a wicked sense of humour when she was alive- eye rolls like daggers, sarcasm polished to a diamond point. Now, as my ghostly sidekick, she’s just as unpredictable.

A centuries old vampire, and a romance writer. One bet. Can she make him like Christmas?

She kills monsters.

For centuries, Seralyn has walked unnoticed through human cities, erasing men the world refuses to punish- abusers, predators, those who hurt women and children and slip through the cracks of justice, one body at a time, she cleans the rot away.

Seralyn corrected the world quietly.

Someone else chose chaos.

Years later, bodies surface along the south-east coast, staged, savage, and random. No pattern. No justice. Just blood and spectacle.

Three detectives hunt killers who worship a legend they don’t understand.

This time, violence has no rules.

And it won’t survive them.

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