The eyes are the windows to the soul and therefore make great collectibles.
When magic made itself known to the human world, people thought it would make the world better. But magic doesn’t cast out the darkness; it amplifies it.
New Orleans Detective Rachel Dixon, newly divorced and fresh out of rehab, is ready to do the one thing she knows she is good at, solving murders.
When Mr. and Mrs. Green came home after a weekend away and found human organs and bone fragments in their dining room and their daughter missing, Rachel gets a new case and a new partner, an intuitive elf Elias Crow.
To solve Riley’s case, Detective Rachel Dixon and her partner will need to seek help from an undead blood analyst, a standoffish necromancer, a tree spirit, and a living sculpture.
I’ve never been one to get my hands dirty, but when you really think about it, technically, I’m not the one killing them…the house is.
Detective Rachel Dixon’s life is back on track. A new haunted apartment, a circle of friends that includes both the living and the undead, and her hard-fought sobriety. But when a missing person’s case lands on her desk, old habits begin to bubble up to the surface.
Daniel Ross, a sixteen-year-old elf, wakes in a strange house with nineteen strangers and a faded memory of how he got there. It becomes clear being kidnapped is the least of his worries when something in the house starts picking them off one by one. As if dealing with the mutilated corpses and severed heads of the other residents in the house wasn’t bad enough, the circus is in town, and they need victims.
The Order of Mourire, a cult of serial killers, has come together for their monthly theme week. This month’s theme is Circus. Each member will perform a showcase where the bloodier the act the louder the applause.
As Daniel fights for his life, Rachel is determined to find him, even if that means accepting help from a murderer who longs to add her to his collection.