The Hate We Breathe by Lucy Smoke

Monsters don’t just live in the dark, they breathe it.

I thought I’d already survived the worst.

I was wrong.

Falling once nearly destroyed me.

Falling for them? The Scorpion Kings?

It might be the end of me.

They cracked open every secret I tried to bury.

Now, we’ve crossed a line we can’t come back from—

There’s just two questions now left to be answered.

Who killed Morpheus Calloway?

And who is trying to kill me?