The Saint of Nothing Unholy Creed Series Book

Ever love a lie so hard you stop checking it? It steals your breath.Rebecca DeSaint is done suffocating.New York is full of polished missions and private appetites. Men who fund clinics by day and purchase bodies by night. Boards that preach safety while paying to bury evidence. A city that calls it “complicated” when the truth is simple: the powerful hurt people, then hire other powerful people to make it disappear.Rebecca knows the difference between justice and performance. She has lived inside the gap. She has watched the system turn pain into paperwork, turn survivors into “unreliable,” turn predators into “promising young men,” then seal the file and congratulate itself for handling it with care.So she builds her own creed and treats it like law.No innocents.No chaos.No collateral.No mercy for the protected.She does not chase headlines. She chases infrastructure. The money trails. The favors. The sealed files. The “community partners” who act as gates, steering victims away from real help. The respected names that keep showing up around the same disappearances, the same hush payments, the same erased women.When Rebecca moves, the damage is not always a body on the pavement. Sometimes it is a career detonated in public. A donor network imploding overnight. A “philanthropist” forced to choose between prison and a confession. A judge who suddenly resigns. A clinic that loses its license. A private jet grounded by a subpoena that should not exist.She keeps receipts, not souvenirs.Then a rumor cuts through the noise and lands like a threat.Spade House.A private property tied to missing girls and clean institutions.A location powerful people will not name out loud, even when they are drunk, even when they are angry, even when they are begging.Rebecca follows the thread and learns what New York really protects. Precincts, courtrooms, penthouses, nonprofits, and “special programs” all stitched together by the same quiet currency: access.A task force forms around a narrative they can sell. Fixers start circling with budgets bigger than her life. Media outlets get briefed before facts exist. A detective with a clean record and an ugly instinct begins tracing the pattern she leaves behind and cannot decide if she is the answer or the next crime scene. Every ally becomes a liability. Every safe room becomes temporary.And above it all is a machine that does not simply cover up crimes.It cultivates them.It feeds on silence and calls it order.They do not just want Rebecca stopped.They want her owned.They want her framed as a monster so the real monsters can keep wearing halos.They want her name turned into policy, into fear, into a reason women stop being believed.That is the war.Because Rebecca is not immune to what made her. She is fighting to stay human while hunting people who stopped trying a long time ago. She is fighting to keep her creed intact when the city keeps offering her shortcuts. She is fighting a network that can rewrite the past, purchase the present, and decide who gets a future.They want her to confess.She wants them to pay.The internet will crown her a myth, a vigilante, a warning.In this city, saints are branding and monsters have PR.If she goes down, she plans to drag the whole holy facade with her.She has a simpler name for herself.The Saint of Nothing.THE UNHOLY CREED SERIES, BOOK 1 is a psychological noir thriller told like a confession: ruthless, tense, and built on consequences. If you like morally complex heroines, institutional conspiracies, and cat and mouse pressure that keeps tightening until something breaks, this is your next read.