BLURB: Karma is a bitch—but then again, so am I. Ten years ago, a group of men murdered my mother and thought they had killed me. I’ve spent every day since planning revenge against the man behind the attack—my father. As the head of a powerful crime family, he won’t...
I had thought about starting this off with a joke—something about how phone calls I don’t expect or having to wear pants terrifies me. While both of those things are true, though—and let’s not forget the horrors of having to decide if those I am not a robot test...
When I was younger, I would picture my future as an author. I thought about how I’d take my time to make the perfect cup of espresso, take it to my spacious office with my antique typewriter, and spend all day crafting words into magical, engaging stories. Reality...
