London has always had monsters. Most simply knew how to hide. Jacqueline never asked to become one of them. After surviving a ritual that should have killed her, she awakens carrying something ancient within her, something powerful enough to make even the creatures lurking beyond humanity take notice. What begins in the blood-soaked streets of nineteenth-century London soon pulls her into a world far older and far more dangerous than she ever imagined. Gods have their secrets. Monsters have their reasons. Even Death has a story to tell. Caught between Lycans, ancient beings, forgotten histories, and the mysterious Fates who seem to know far more than they are willing to reveal, Jacqueline is forced to question everything she thought she understood about good, evil, and herself. Because everyone becomes something. The question is whether we choose what that something is, or whether the choice was made long before we ever had a say. P.S.: The Ripper Lives On is a dark historical fantasy where mythology and history collide, familiar monsters aren't quite what they seem, and sometimes the difference between the hero and the villain depends entirely on whose story you're reading.