Warning: This book is a humorous urban fantasy with a little bit of sass, a smidgen of romance, and a whole lot of nefarious warloks seeking to conquer the world.
Confession: I’ve committed more than my fair share of murder
That is, if sending ghostly souls to their fiery final destination meets the current criteria for homicide.
All in a day’s work as a specialized reaper for Hell.
Except now, I am falsely accused of committing a real murder—the human kind.
The victim was a powerful warlock, which means some prominent people are asking big questions. Just because I made a teeny-tiny threat—or two—against the (now) dead warlock, and promised to send him to the pits of Hell mere hours before some murderer actually did, should not make me a suspect.
Convincing the cops of my innocence is hard to do… Especially after I stumbled over the dead body of the case’s leading lieutenant. Literally. Now I’m not only the prime suspect for one murder but two.
As if my life’s not complicated enough? Add to the mix an unexpected encounter with my real mother—the one who died two thousand years ago—and a startling revelation about my supernatural abilities.
It makes me wonder: Will I survive long enough to fulfill the prophecy?