Angol
Lazarus
I hate people. Yeah, I'm people-shaped, but I'm not a person. I'm held together with stitches, science, and sorcery. To be human, or to feel human, you need a soul, and that's something I don't have. My adopted family and the community in Pine Ridge tell me revenants do have souls in some cases, but I'm sure I'm not one of them. At least... Until I save her.
Victoria
I hate people. Most people. The fewer monsters dressed up in human clothes, the better, which is why I don't mind my current career of working for bad guys-removing other bad guys. Eventually, I hope I get 'em all. When I'm told that the ultimate weapon, a human-like killing machine, has escaped from the mafia boss I work for, I know I have to get him back or be the next target. No one warned me about creeping around in cemeteries. Or falling into open graves and almost breaking my collarbone. Or getting saved by the surprisingly gorgeous gray beast.
Monsters
He was made to kill.
She chose to.
Can two enemies turned unlikely friends rise above the title of monster that the world has bestowed upon them, defeat the real creatures of darkness, and let love win?
Secondhand Soul is a steamy monster romance standalone set in the Pine Ridge Universe.
