A party in Bel-Air. A stolen machine. A night that should have ended with hangovers, regret, and expensive property damage.

Instead, the world gets smaller.

Dean Everett is handsome, charming, reckless, and very good at making bad ideas sound like destiny. When he brings an impossible device to a mansion party full of UCLA students, social climbers, artists, athletes, rich kids, and beautiful disasters, the night curdles into something no one can explain.

One moment, they are drinking under violet light.

The next, they are five millimeters tall.

Trapped beneath the feet of a party that keeps going, the survivors are thrown into a grotesque new reality where spilled beer becomes a lake, a dog becomes a god, a phone becomes a falling wall, and every careless body above them is a natural disaster. As panic spreads across the mansion floor, alliances form, secrets rot open, and the people who once ruled rooms discover how little power beauty, money, charm, and intelligence mean when no one can hear you scream.

Violent, absurd, erotic, and viciously funny, A Violet Night is the first book in The Last Size of Men, a dark science-fiction horror saga about scale, desire, control, and the end of the world beginning under someone’s shoe.