I Think We're Alone Now

Six Satanic Sacrifices. One Hot ’80s Summer.

Dean Danforth has more on his mind than sex, drugs, and rock and roll. As the youngest of six brothers born to Satan, he must sacrifice six souls to his father before his twenty-fourth year—or be dragged down to hell for eternity. And with the deadline looming, failure isn’t an option.

Mona Sandoval’s sister was murdered five years ago, and her killer was never found. After four years in LA, Mona had finally saved enough to hire a private investigator—until the money was stolen, leaving her broke and with nowhere to go but home. Now, she’s spending the summer at her father’s resort, determined to save enough to continue searching for the answers the police never found.

On her first night back, Mona meets Dean. One night, no expectations, and no reason to think she’ll ever see him again.

Until she walks into orientation at her father’s resort and finds him there.

Now, Mona is searching for a killer while Dean is preparing to become one. The closer they get, the more dangerous their secrets become—and Dean can’t afford to let anything interfere with the blood his father is owed.

Because when Satan comes to collect, someone has to pay.