Debbie

Persephone is the Goddess of Spring by title only. The truth is, since she was a little girl, flowers have shriveled at her touch. After moving to New Athens, she hopes to lead an unassuming life disguised as a mortal journalist. Hades, God of the Dead, has built a gambling empire in the mortal world and his favorite bets are rumored to be impossible. After a chance encounter with Hades, Persephone finds herself in a contract with the God of the Dead and the terms are impossible: Persephone must create life in the Underworld or lose her freedom forever.

I’d once believed that nothing would equal the pain of losing my parents. I was wrong. I had barely even begun to process their deaths when it started. The love notes, flowers, gifts...all anonymously left on my porch. Then, I opened my door to a dead bird. At first, I thought it had died naturally. I knew that wasn’t the case when I found my neighbor’s cat the next day. Then, the murders started. The victims...women who looked eerily similar to me. I had a stalker. A murderous one. And I had no clue who he was.