For nine hundred years, Caelum has been Death to the souls trapped beyond the Duskveil. Reapers are supposed to serve their penance, guide the dead, and eventually earn the door that lets them move on. Caelum's door has never appeared. He stopped caring centuries ago. Hunting corrupted fae souls is easier than remembering the man he once was, and hatred has become the only certainty he trusts. Then an impossible soul appears in his path. Evelyn is newly dead, frightened, furious, and unwilling to accept that her story has ended. She is searching for the mother she cannot bear to lose, and something about her spirit breaks every rule Caelum knows. He should reap her. Instead, he protects her. Their reluctant alliance pulls them across the borders of the living world and the Duskveil, gathering unlikely companions while exposing secrets the Reapers were never meant to question. Why do some doors appear and others never come? Who decides which souls are erased? And why are the powers ruling death so interested in one woman who refuses to disappear? Evelyn's determination begins to awaken the parts of Caelum he buried beneath centuries of violence. Attraction becomes devotion at the worst possible time. The more he cares for her, the more dangerous she becomes to the order that has controlled him for nine centuries. When the forces behind the veil decide Evelyn must be taken, Caelum faces a choice no Reaper is supposed to make: obey the laws of death, or challenge the beings who wrote them. This time, he has something worth living for, even if he is already dead.
For nine hundred years, Caelum has been Death to the souls trapped beyond the Duskveil. Reapers are supposed to serve their penance, guide the dead, and eventually earn the door that lets them move on. Caelum's door has never appeared. He stopped caring centuries ago. Hunting corrupted fae souls ...