Like most of Stephanie's novels, this deserves to be read in one delicious sitting. (Ideally. I had to read it over lunch and then finish it right as soon as I got home from work.) Stephanie loves horror, so anyone merely familiar with her romantic trilogy would be surprised at the amount of blood in this one. But there's also a deep dose of romance between Makani, the outsider, and Ollie, the outcast, even in spite of all the gruesome violence. 
 So here's the thing--I don't do horror. It's just not my jam. It's some combination of feeling like I should laugh at it combined with the primal fear of, I don't know, being chopped up. But I'm here to assure you that even if you don't do horror, there's a good chance you will still like this book. It's funny and inclusive and there's a good smidgen of social commentary alongside all of the horrible murders. (Confession: I was legitimately surprised every time someone died in this book even though that's literally the premise of the book. That probably says a lot about me.) Makani was a fantastic main character--she's harboring some serious secrets of her own. And Ollie was pretty great, what with his bright pink hair and all. 
 Also, that cover is perfection. Happy October, pals!