I fake being psychic for a living—until the visions start.

I’ve spent my whole adult life pretending to be something I’m not: a psychic who helps the grieving find peace. It’s all harmless lies… until the bodies start piling up and I start waking up at murder scenes I shouldn’t know exist.

It gets worse. Because then there’s him.

Detective Garder—growly, gorgeous, and too intense for his own good—is hunting a killer who’s targeting witches. The trail leads straight to my door. He thinks I might be next. But the way he looks at me? It’s like he knows me. Like he’s tracking something wild and dangerous inside me I’ve spent my whole life pretending isn’t there.

Because here’s the thing: I might be a fraud…

But I was raised by a real witch.

The kind who raised the dead in our basement.

The kind I swore I’d never become.

Now the magic I buried is clawing its way back up—and it’s hungry. And Garder? He’s not just a cop. He’s something other. And I'm running out of time to figure out if he's my salvation or my undoing.

This is a fast-paced dark paranormal romance with an emotionally damaged heroine, a fiercely protective male lead, and dark secrets that refuse to stay buried. If you're drawn to stories of fated mates tangled in danger and desire, where either character will burn the world down to keep their mates alive, you'll find your next obsession right here.