Dearil's boring soul-collecting job turns his existence upside down when he mistakenly knocks on the wrong door. He is supposed to reap someone else's life but he finds Zab instead. When the mean grim reaper falls for a crazy lost soul, can their otherworldly relationship even stand a chance? *** After being "cursed" and thrown out of heaven, Dearil lived as a mean, hot-headed grim reaper. He didn't care about the people and grim reapers around him, his patience always running thin. But when he mistakenly knocked on Zab's door, thinking that he's supposed to reap her soul, his boring existence turned upside down. Zab wasn't supposed to see him and this piqued his interest. With tension growing and feelings brewing, could a grim reaper have a shot of a happy ending with a lost soul who had been eluding death countless times? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish. Cover Design by Rayne Mariano.

*COVER NOT MINE* Yes I am blind, but I also have the right to feel the love of a Husband. the one who can take care of me and accept me even if I have a condition.. he's just like his family.. he treats me like Trash. Is this my destiny? let my life be miserable with my husband who just used me.