She carved a path through Hell to bring him back. Now the world will burn for what they did to him. Lenora, the Mother of monsters, has lost everything. The Primordial sleeps. Her children have scattered across a dying world. And Samael—her Consort, her love, the man who walked through Hell twice to save her—is gone, fallen on a stake in a barn, his final act one of surrender. But he is not dead. He is chained beneath the forges of Hell, tortured by a demon who feeds on regret, his centuries of sins extracted one memory at a time. And when Lenora learns the truth, she does not grieve. She does not hesitate. She gathers her evolved spawn—the first generation, the ones who have grown beyond mindless hunger into something fiercer, something loyal—and she marches on the underworld itself. Above, the apocalypse spreads. Demons pour through burning gates. The Hushed—mindless vampire-zombies—shamble across continents. Werewolf packs and vampire covens form desperate alliances. The Pentagon debates nuclear strikes on American soil. And in the space between realms, ancient beings called the Weavers watch from their living ship—the architects of a billion-year prophecy that planted the Primordial in Lenora's bloodline, now uncertain whether she is their greatest success or their ultimate threat. From the Jagged Shore to the Bridge of Sorrows, from the nuclear crater of New York to the Throne of Bone, Lenora will tear through every demon, every enemy, every cosmic force that stands between her and the man she loves. But even if she reaches him—even if she breaks his chains—the Convergence is coming. The boundaries between all realms are collapsing. And the Weavers are not the only ancient power stirring in the dark. The war for everything has begun. And the Mother is done asking permission to exist. A Grave For Two: Book Four is a sprawling, visceral Gothic romance epic—a tale of love and apocalypse, of cosmic horror and hard-won loyalty, of a woman who was broken and became something even the gods should fear.