Purity Wellman’s family thinks she died in 1958. She should have been so lucky No, the devil stole her soul on her very doorstep. He was trying to get her parents. He got her instead.
She spent eight years in Don Bello’s fishbowl and fifty years in Purgatory before her brother sang her back into the daylight. As close as Knoxville lies to her Appalachian hometown, Purity has travelled far from anything she’s ever known, and she’s not going back to that fishbowl.
But, it turns out Purity isn’t as helpless as she used to be. For one thing, now she can sing. And for another, when it comes to vampires, she’s poison.
This is the first book in my new series. I hope you love Purity as much as I do.