Screaming Woods, where the monster dwell . . . and love goes to die. Or at least it feels that way. Because finding love isn't easy when you're green. Thanks to a mad scientist and his potion spiked punch, I'm a lovely shade of chartreuse and my scary reputation for being obsessed with sparkly shoes precedes me. I'd given up on love until my dark knight literally rode in on a big, black horse. The spark was instantly there, the only thing missing--his...