Overview
I'm a prosecutor, not a killer-or at least, I didn't use to be. Now I'm armed with a pink killing kit, a growing body count, and two crushes I can't choose between. The worst part? I'm falling for both of them.Turns out, justice isn't just blind-it's a whole lot messier than I ever imagined. *****This is fine. Everything's fine.I'm Poppy Hartwell-sex crimes prosecutor by day, reluctant serial killer by... well, technically accident.To be fair, he attacked me first.It started when another rapist walked free.It ended with mom's hand-me-down knife, his throat slashed, and a stray dog peeing on his corpse.Now I've got a body count, a fluffy murder accomplice named Dexter, and a problem.Someone saw me kill him.Worse? They liked it.My stalker doesn't just watch-he helps. Cleans up my messes. Leaves notes. Sends tips. You know... for next time.Things go from bloody to worse when I'm assigned to a secret human trafficking task force led by Detective Declan Blackwood-the man I've had a secret crush on for years but would literally rather choke than talk to. He's being framed. It's top secret. And now we're working side by side while I try not to picture his mouth on mine.Because here's the thing-I've never been kissed.And now I have two dangerously unhinged options willing to claim that first taste.Caught between a detective I've always wanted and a stalker who always seems to know what I need...And with bodies piling up, I'm starting to realize: I don't want to be saved. I want to finish what I started.Packed with bloodstained secrets, morally questionable foreplay, and a Shichon with a bladder control problem, That Time I Accidentally Became a Serial Killer is the unhinged dark romcom you didn't know you needed.
- | Author: Rebekah Sinclair
- | Publisher: Rebekah Sinclair
- | Publication Date: Jun 26, 2025
- | Number of Pages: 00560 pages
- | Binding: Paperback or Softback
- | ISBN-10: 1967554048
- | ISBN-13: 9781967554041
