Pretty Girls Make Graves

Don’t go outside on Devil’s Night.

I’m always the good girl. I never stand out. I follow the rules.

At Blackfriars University, there’s one whispered rule: Stay inside the night before Halloween. Hide under your blankets and hope the Orpheus Society isn’t the monster outside your window.

If they get you, you won’t just be humiliated. They’ll put you six feet under.

But I’ve screwed up.

I found bones in a shallow grave. Another good girl, just like me.

Now I’ll do whatever it takes to get to the truth.

I’ll catch the eye of the cruel aristocrat with a haunted gaze.

I’ll tempt the dark priest with forbidden tastes.

I’ll be their shameful little secret. Their plaything. Their sacrifice.

Maybe I don’t want to be a good girl anymore.

Maybe it’s time to break all the rules.