It’s only a game… until someone gets hurt. In a town known for the macabre and bizarre, it didn’t provide many options for women, especially of a certain age. You could marry young—which, if we were honest, no longer included us. You could marry rich—the only eligible bachelors smelled of feet and no longer had their teeth. Pass. Or… Oh, were you waiting for a third? Yeah, nope. Those were the only two options for women. Kind of depressing, right? So, what were three women approaching thirty to do? Well, you see, my friends and I started a game to pass the time. It was simple. You selected three people to f*ck, marry, or kill. But since none of us were the marrying type, we changed it to steal—F*ck Steal Kill. It started out as innocent, or as innocent as Joy, Lacey, and I could manage, but like most things in the town of Foolshope, it took a dark turn, and the list became more than just a game. It became our escape. So, the question you must ask yourself is, which list will you end up on? ***This is a why choose romance meaning the FMC will end up with three or more love interests. There is no cheating. This series is a NA medium-high burn with the potential pairings of MM, MFM, and MFMM meant for 18+ readers. Some themes may be triggering for some readers. Please read the forward for updated information on triggers. ***