When I was dead, all I wanted was to be alive. Now that I’m human again, all I want to do is die. Being alive is tough. Especially after three hundred years of being a vampire. But now that I’m human again, I’ve decided to do what any nineteen-year-old human girl does: go to university. I thought it would be a breeze. After all, how many other students have the kind of life experience I have? Everything was going great (well, not great. I did embarrass myself in front of the campus heart-throb), until the only real friend I made was murdered. And not just murdered—ritually sacrificed. And here I thought college would offer me the “typical human experience.” Looks like I’m going to have to dust off my vampire huntress skills and test them out in a human body. My name is Katrina Darling—ex-vampire, re-human-ated university student and totally pissed off.

Family matters … but so does breathing. All I want is to be a normal college student, doing normal human stuff … you know—date the resident hunk, study, date some more. But when you’re once undead mother pops in for a surprise visit, well, that's anything but normal. I think it’s best to make good ol'mom's visit as short as possible. But when a deranged stalker from our past, hell-bent on making my mother suffer, interrupts our little dysfunctional family reunion, I’m forced into a perilous fight that could very well get me, my boyfriend and everyone I know killed. I’m Katrina Darling, a three-hundred-year-old ex-vampire who apparently still has mommy issues.

Superheroes, yuck … What’s the expression again? “With great power comes a great pain in my ass.” And in a world where just about everything but superheroes exists, the last thing I expected to see was one flying around the park behind my dorm. I mean, isn’t it enough that this GoneGod world is filled with ghosts and demons, angels and valkyries, pixies and dragons? Do we really need souped-up humans, too? Come on! But that’s just the thing: superheroes don’t exist. Or at least, they shouldn’t. So when all sorts of superheroes start popping up on campus, fighting amongst themselves with such ferocity that they’re threatening the city, I have to don my own mask and cowl to figure out what’s going on. I’m Katrina Darling, a three-hundred-year-old ex-vampire who believes in ghosts, but not superheroes.

Never meet your heroes. But that’s exactly what my fae roommate Deirdre wanted to do: meet her hero, the human Professor Oighrig End. Turns out the professor was speaking at some exclusive event, and me being a sucker, I went with her. It wasn’t like I had anything better to do. I was fighting with my boyfriend, I hated my life and I was so severely depressed that all I really wanted to do was curl up in the fetal position and cry. Getting out would be good for me. But then someone had to go murder the human professor. And because of a massive snowstorm, we were literally locked in a building with his killer. What did Sherlock Holmes always say when faced with a mystery? “The game’s afoot.” I don’t know about games. I do know that I really wish I had gone with my initial instincts and stayed in bed. I’m Katrina Darling, a three-hundred-year-old ex-vampire who really wishes she’d read more Agatha Christie in her long, long life.

Japan is the land of the rising sun. Great place for a vampire. But that’s exactly where I have to go to find my missing soul. A few weeks ago I was, briefly, turned back into a vampire, which meant that I lost my soul for a day. When I first lost my vampirity, my soul came back. For reasons I don’t understand, this time it didn’t. What’s a girl to do? Go look for it, of course. The only problem is that my soul is being held hostage … in Japan. Why couldn’t it have been the mall? My name is Katrina Darling—ex-vampire, newly re-human-ated university student—and I’m about to max out my credit cards on plane tickets.

Even gods can die. Turns out, they can also come back. The gods should be gone. And with their departure, they should have taken their troubles with them. But it seems that when the gods left, they didn’t take everything. Specifically, they didn’t take their dead. Three dead gods remained behind and, because of something I did, they’re going to resurrect themselves. I’ve seen the world with gods and I’ve seen the world without them. I can’t really say which is better, but what I do know is that these particular gods are real a\*^holes. Because I’m responsible for their resurrection, I’m also the girl who’s on the hook to stop them. Yaaay. My name is Katrina Darling—ex-vampire turned human again—and I’m about to make three dead gods deader.

Ten books and over 2000+ pages of magic and mayhem, action and humor fill this snarky urban fantasy boxed set. Mythical creatures are real, and the world is just finding out. Discovering that your neighbor was once an evil, blood-sucking fiend tends to bring property values down. Katrina Darling’s only real friend has been murdered. And not just murdered—ritually sacrificed by a serial killer. Kat is sure more death will follow. She should know … she used to be the monster plunging the blade in. Trouble is, after three hundred years of being a vampire, Kat has forgotten what it means to be human. One thing she does remember is that friends matter. Now she's determined to find whoever—or whatever—killed her friend before more victims surface. But just as the hunt begins, a mysterious young man discovers exactly what she was. Kat has a decision to make: Run and keep her monstrous past hidden, or avenge her friend and save the city from a merciless serial killer.