I'm Aramis Rayne. Seventeen. Forever. Isa akong personal assistant. Pero mas complicated ang job description kaysa sa iniisip mo. Gano'n siguro talaga kapag ang anak ng Grim Reaper ang boss mo. Lahat magiging status: "It's Complicated". And it started when I died.
As if life wasn't hard enough being bullied and treated like garbage all the time; my loathsome, insufferable seat mate just had to come with his "secrets" and torture my every waking hour. What's the big deal you say? Nothing except for the fact that he's some insanely beautiful Greek God under those nerdy glasses. A...
What's dead should stay dead. When you mess with the natural order, things could go horribly wrong. Having a six-hundred year old rotting soul, for example. Or discovering that your boss is the son of the Devil. I am Aramis Rayne. Full-time familiar. Part-wraith. Occupation: prevent the end of the world. Sounds imposs...
I am Aramis Rayne. Immortal. Full-time familiar. Short-term goal: Rescue my boss from total annihilation. And how to do that? I'm going to need a miracle.