The Grim Reaper

You've heard the stories, haven't you?
The Grim Reaper-cloaked, skeletal, wielding a scythe with hollow eyes and a thirst for souls.

Yeah. No.

In reality, the Reaper is a pale, awkward girl who looks nineteen and has existed for millennia. She's not here to haunt you-just to do her job: reap souls, keep the balance, avoid feelings. Especially those disgusting human emotions like guilt, grief, or-gods forbid-love.

But when she crosses paths with Eros, the Greek god of love (and walking headache), everything changes.

Suddenly, she's breaking rules, feeling things, and questioning the one truth she's always known: that death comes for everyone.

Even her.