Opal just wanted a spooky video for her paranormal channel, not a grim reaper bound to her by blood magic and bad Latin. Now Death himself, a sharp-tongued, vape-smoking punk with a centuries-old grudge against everything living, is stuck within a hundred feet of her, and he's pissed.
Cain...yes, that Cain, has spent eternity alone, reaping souls and avoiding attachment, but Opal is more than just a mortal girl with pink hair and a haunted aesthetic; she's the first thing in ages to make him feel alive. As the bond between them deepens, so does the danger. Something ancient is stirring; the balance between life and death begins to crack.
To save the world, Death may have to break the one rule he's never dared to bend.