<b>Sparks the Truth Teller isn't letting go of her mission to ream out corrupt politicians. It's personal. The council made her an orphan. And she has news for Erik. She isn't leaving. Not until she empties the city's turd-bucket-officials for the suffering residents. A council member is going to be sorry for what he did to his au pair—and to her own mother. Painfully sorry. Swinging the sword of justice to protect the helpless won't be enough. To satisfy the ancient god inside her, Sparks plans to get over her recent innocence with both of the maddening men who wrecked her life. Erik wants to make her time travel to ancient times for some damned war. Giving her a new experience at the end of the night is the least they can do. Twisted violence, muscle car brutality, disgusting bits, wicked-delicious bits, gods frolicking all at the same time, detailed intimacy with bi muscular divinities, swearing, gritty justice, bad taste, aspersions on mop dogs, and other opportunities to be entertained or offended depending on your bent. Bent readers strongly encouraged, others, not so much. When pressed in the right places, the author confesses enthusiasm for Armistead Maupin, Chuck Tingle, Cari Silverwood, Anne Rice, Joe Lansdale, George RR Martin, unexpurgated myths and fairy tales, Neil Gaiman, and Clive Barker. A. L. Magnus is prone to unclothed time travel. He hopes you enjoy reading about the reunion of Sparks, Erik, and Corey as much as he enjoyed writing it. Fearless reader, come and continue the adventure that began with Sparks getting<b> Wrecked</b>. Get <b>Totaled</b> now.