nicholas creamer

Who'd have thought cheating death would be so complicated?

Zoe Victoria isn't sure how she feels about her classmate Sean. There's his so-called personality; half gallant gentleman, half angry little twerp. There's the issue of him being six inches shorter than she is, making for frequent nose-to-collarbone conversations. And there's the fact that he's the grim reaper.

Well. A grim reaper, at least; apparently one of many at the Agency, sworn to police the ethereal world AND carry on with all that reaping business. And honestly, even that wouldn't be a deal breaker; after all, Zoe has her own bone to pick with mortality, and cheating death seems a lot more reasonable when death is short enough to stuff in a locker. But as Sean's new assistant, Zoe is quickly learning that conviction alone can't change fate – and that saving lives might just put her own life at risk. Between hunting down supernatural psychopaths and rescuing people from certain death, it’s looking like Zoe might be getting a crash course in life expectancy.