'' why don't you spread you legs for us and lay on the bed like our own personal feast?'' *book one of the nystrom series* carmen nystrom, one hell of a menance to everyone in her way. and yet the diamond in her parents eyes. one party with her siblings and a few hundreds others leaves her drunk and alone where she stumbles upon something she shouldnt have seen. and someone grows keen on figuring out the nineteen year old she devil. someone dangerous and cruel. someone with blood coating their hands. but then again when did a little blood bother the great carmen nystrom?
