But there are two things the Seattle Slayer doesn’t understand: love and loyalty. The question is: how far will I let my father push me? He might have an app that records and watches everything he might have a plan of righteous revenge. The girl I once knew as Dakota Banks is fading like a distant star. Some days, it feels like the entire world is a web of secrets and deceit-much of it spun by yours truly. My original kidnapper-the woman I thought was my mom-she knows about the killers and not the boys. Oh, and my biological mother? She knows about the boys, but not the killers. Maintaining three new romances is nearly as dangerous a proposition.
There’s the black widow, the arsonist, the mild-mannered poet with a penchant for blood, the crooked cop, and, of course, the Seattle Slayer. My father has gathered a loyal group of monsters around himself like a shield. Life would be complicated enough if we didn’t have to navigate a social circle populated with serial killers. Finding out you’re in love with three impossible boys isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.
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