The Bone Collector‘s Daughter

"A thrilling, heartwarmingly horrifying tale that is gory and gruesome and a complete joy to read." - Independent Book Review For Izzy Graves, scrubbing brains off bathroom tiles is just another satisfying Tuesday. She doesn‘t just clean crime scenes, she savors them. When the bloody mop finally dries, she unwinds with classic horror movies alongside her best friend Edgar, her yogurt drop-loving pet rat who has a surprisingly refined taste in slashers. Life‘s a morgue, and she‘s the contented caretaker. That is, until Daddy Dearest, the infamous serial killer known as The Bone Collector, turns up dead, leaving her a collection of human femurs and cryptic letters demanding she finish his work. Now, a psychotic cult wants those bones. Turns out they are the last pieces in a ritual to resurrect an ancient serpent god with an appetite for the apocalypse and some bold interior choices (namely, turning Earth into a smoking pit). Armed with nothing but her resting death face and a surprisingly supportive squad of social rejects who understand quantum physics better than eye contact, Izzy has one job: clean up the cult problem before civilization gets swallowed whole. Will she scrub away the apocalypse or curl up with Edgar and watch it all burn? Either way, Edgar‘s getting extra treats. Watching humans panic before doomsday is his favorite form of entertainment. The Bone Collector‘s Daughter is a darkly funny, gore-splattered romp for fans of Dexter and Buffy the Vampire Slayer.