Alessia wakes alone on a desert road with no phone, no memories, and one terrifying physical problem: she cannot feel her own heartbeat. The truth is worse than confusion. She is dead. Before she can understand how or why, she is swept into Oblivion, an afterlife bureaucracy run by the enigmatic ferryman Moros, and assigned to a Grim of reapers who are supposed to teach her how to collect souls. Knox, Viktor, Zayn, and Declan are experienced, dangerous, infuriating, and increasingly impossible for Alessia to keep at an emotional distance. The magical bond connecting their team should be professional. The attraction developing between them is anything but. Then contracted souls begin disappearing, deaths spread through Vesper City, and Alessia starts doing things no ordinary reaper should be able to do. She can cross space in impossible ways. Powerful demons take an unsettling interest in her. And fragments of a past she cannot remember suggest her death may not be the beginning of her story at all. While the men around her investigate a threat reaching from the mortal world into the deepest layers of the afterlife, Alessia must decide who she can trust with the truth about what she is becoming. The closer she grows to her Grim, the more she fears the bond is influencing feelings that seem dangerously real. Someone is stealing souls for a purpose far larger than murder, and Alessia may be the key to stopping it, if her missing past does not claim her first.
Alessia wakes alone on a desert road with no phone, no memories, and one terrifying physical problem: she cannot feel her own heartbeat. The truth is worse than confusion. She is dead. Before she can understand how or why, she is swept into Oblivion, an afterlife bureaucracy run by the enigmatic ...