"I want you to work for me." the man said.
"What would this work be?" I asked hesitantly.
"Doing the jobs I tell you to, doing exactly what I say, obeying my orders."
"So, basically, the job is to do what you say." I said, raising an eyebrow at the handsome man in front of me.
"Yes."
"So, you're saying I'm going to be your bitch?" I asked. He chuckled and nodded.
"Yes. Welcome to the Underworld."
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Tarwyn thought that being dead was tough, but she's got it wrong when she suddenly gets a job offer from Death himself. The offer was to be one of his instruments of death. A Grim Reaper, or a Collector. She is just starting to get comfortable when all Hell breaks loose.
Someone is letting evil souls loose and they're reeking havoc in the human world and the Underworld. When Death gives her the mission of taking down the new threat, she and her friends readily take it. After all, it's best not to piss off Death.
When signs start pointing to the most surprising people, Tarwyn doesn't know who she can trust anymore, but all she knows is that she will complete this mission. Even if it was the death of her. Again.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.