Danica Radan has spent her life being useful. The dependable daughter. The sensible sister. The woman who washes the village dead and asks for nothing in return.

Then her younger sister disappears into the forbidden forest and leaves behind one warning: Do not come after me.

Danica goes anyway.

Beyond the ninth marker waits Baba Yaga: ancient, hungry, unpredictable, and far less interested in rescuing anyone than in uncovering the ugly truths they carry. To find her sister, Danica must survive a house that walks on enormous hen legs, skulls that whisper, buried village secrets, and Sava, a scarred smuggler bound to the witch by a debt of his own.

Their attraction is immediate, inconvenient and increasingly difficult to resist. But Baba Yaga has little patience for women who mistake sacrifice for love.

As every comforting lie Danica has told about her family, her goodness and herself begins to rot away, she must decide what loving someone really means when saving them may be the cruelest thing she can do.

Darkly sensual, strange and steeped in Eastern European folklore, The House Where Good Girls Rot is a rotten fairytale about dangerous women, selfish desire, impossible choices, and learning that sometimes becoming yourself means disappointing everyone who preferred you obedient.