Vipers and Virtuosos (Monsters & Muses, #2)

by Sav R. Miller

My mother used to say beautiful things were wrought from the most unimaginable pain. Then she’d put her cigarette out on my stomach, in case I needed a reminder that whatever beauty I possessed was still a work in progress.

If Riley Kelly is alive, I’m going to track her down and make her wish she wasn’t.

Or maybe sanity is just the price of living.