Violet Flores casts love spells. They're effective-if you count obsession, emotional chaos, and the occasional accidental death as love. At twenty-two, she's already left three men buried and one haunting her vape pens. Between her depressing environmental science degree, downtown San Antonio's neon gloom, and a best friend who only dabbles in potions for fun, Violet's life is a cocktail of chaos, lipstick, and questionable judgment.
But when she sets her sights on her professor-a man who looks like Cary Grant and acts like he has something to hide-Violet discovers she's not the only one with secrets. What starts as another ill-advised crush turns into something darker, forcing her to confront the one thing more dangerous than her own obsession: someone else's. Smart, deadpan, and darkly magical, Violet Nights, Violent Ends is a love story soaked in gin, guilt, and glowing spellwork-where survival looks a lot like revenge, and a good lipstick is just as important as a backup plan.