SAINT OF BONE: Book 3 of The Hollow

They send me to the ones who will not come quiet. I poled into her cut at
first light to bring her in, and she laid her hands on me like I was the
one dying, and something in me that the order had hollowed out for years
opened like a door, and would not close again.

Agustín was taught by the old man in the swamp to be unseen, and he is the
best the order ever made at the work that has no name. He came back after
four years for one job: the traiteur on the water who knows too much, the
woman the Hollow needs silenced or claimed.

Edmée is a door. Not a healer, her grandmother warned, never let them
call you a healer, because a door cannot be blamed for what passes through
it. She lays her hands on the dying and the saints come, or they do not.
What her grandmother never told her is that a door swings both ways, and
some nights the thing that comes back through is not a saint.

He was sent to end her. She lays her hands on him instead and feels the
hollow the order carved, and neither of them can decide whether what grows
in the space between a killer and a saint is salvation or the next damage.
In the Hollow, mercy is just a debt you have not been billed for yet.

SAINT OF BONE is a full-length Southern Gothic dark romance, the third
standalone-couple novel in THE HOLLOW, steeped in Louisiana traiteur
folklore and bayou faith. Touch her and be undone. For readers of Shantel
Tessier and Leigh Rivers who like their darkness with saints in it.

Content notes available on the author’s website. This book contains
adult content and dark themes.