He isn’t your typical killer—he’s an artist. Each body is a canvas. Each murder, a masterpiece. He sculpts his victims into poses inspired by classical statues, dresses them in black, and carves scripture into their flesh. To him, death is beautiful. Sacred. Controlled.
But then comes Lira Graves—a true crime addict with a twisted mind and a dangerous curiosity. She didn’t come to Missouri to escape. She came to find the killers. What she doesn’t realize is… one of them has already found her.
He watches her. Wants her. But he isn’t the only one obsessed with Lira.
Because sometimes the most terrifying thing about a killer… is realizing there are more than one.
When I say I could not put this book down…I mean it. This book was criminal minds but leveled up by 3. Ivy did such a wonderful job keeping you guessing throughout the entirety of the book. The suspense, the spice, the banter, ugh it was just everything I didn’t know I needed! Ivy pulls you into a world where every shadow hides a secret and every character seems to have something to lose. The pacing is masterfully controlled, with moments of quiet tension giving way to sudden bursts of action that leave you breathless. The author builds a thick atmosphere of unease through vivid descriptions and a careful drip of clues, keeping you constantly second-guessing what’s true and what’s a clever misdirection.
As the story twists and turns , each revelation feels both shocking and inevitable-an indicator of tight plotting and layered storytelling. The ending lands with a satisfying punch, tying up the central mystery while leaving just enough ambiguity to linger in your thoughts long after you’ve closed the book. This is not just a story you read, but one you experience, the kind that makes you glance over your shoulder at night and reconsider the people you think you know. It’s the perfect pick for readers who love tension they can feel in their chest and a plot that keeps them turning pages well past midnight.