Psycho Gods (Cruel Shifterverse, #6)

by Jasmine Mas

“How are you functioning—I’ve failed you.” I tried to smile sheepishly, but my face muscles weren’t working. I shrugged. “Describe functioning?” I

A few minutes later, I sat in the library with my pipe held out while Ghost, the unfriendly poltergeist and inspirational figure in my life, sucked on the enchanted smoke.

And the next person who reminded me not to eat food from the realm was getting stabbed in the throat. I was tempted to eat a leaf off a tree just for fun, bonus points if it killed me.

“I conquered,” he said. “I conquered you, my Arabella.”

Malum was a horse girl.

Horse girls were a special breed.