In the absence of a conscience, men need something to fear. I’ve made myself their monster. Every person Harlow Carrenwell kisses dies immediately, and that’s the way she likes it. The poison-lipped youngest daughter of Lunameade’s magical founding... Zobraziť viac
Every person Harlow Carrenwell kisses dies, and that’s the way she likes it. Her first husband is in the ground. Her new betrothed is next. But Harlow has a secret. When she’s not acting as her parents’ assassin, she moonlights as a vigilante hunting ab Zobraziť viac
