Everyone's born with one. A reaper. When you're born, your reaper is far away. From that moment, it starts to move closer. You never touch it til the day you die. Not it. He. My reaper is a he, and he disappeared three weeks ago.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...