Pounded in the Patch (Dark Nights Collection)

by Dana LeeAnn

A literary masterpiece? No, baby. This is a spooky fucking ride.

For those who want their pumpkin spice with a side of being absolutely ruined by a masked man

She stares at me like I belong in an asylum, which maybe I do. Maybe loving someone this desperately, this completely, is a form of insanity. If it is, I don't want to be cured.