Taste the Poison

Demons, magic and zombies… and that’s just been in the last few months.

I’m not going to lie, I’m pretty freaking nervous to find out what the hell is next.

Thankfully I can go back to school like a normal—as normal as I can be considered, anyway—teenage girl now that my ex-best friend is no longer going on a damn killing spree.

I was hoping I’d be able to get back into my normal routine with my guys once the zombie bullshit was over. Unfortunately, luck is clearly not on my side.

I can totally handle my mother’s crap, but what am I supposed to do when her crap turns into a trap?