What do you do when you thought it was all over， only to realize it's all just begun？

I died。

I looked into Rogan Kendrick’s eyes， told him I loved him…and then I died。

So how the hell am I standing naked in the middle of a morgue， doing my best not to freak the fuck out？

I’m a Bone Witch， or at least I was before Rogan bound us together。 Blood magic now flows through my veins too， and I think somehow the man I shouldn’t love， the one who betrayed me， who couldn’t choose me…has saved me。

If the High Council finds out they’ll hunt us， and they won’t be the only ones。 A certain bastard demon did promise to see me soon。

I don’t know exactly what the hell is going on， but I do know this: My name is Lennox Osseous and it’s time to show them why you don’t fuck with the Bone Witch。