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If you saw his face, you’d have a death wish too.
My life sucks. More accurately, I suck—blood.
I woke up on a cold slab in a morgue two weeks ago with no memories and a new drinking habit that seriously cramps my ability to make friends.
Now I’m hunting for answers in Sin City about my past and who I was, but someone else is hunting me.
When Death himself comes to collect me, I find myself facing the most magnificent, terrifying being imaginable. Who knew the grim reaper wore a tailored suit and ran the most exclusive hotel on the Vegas Strip?
He wants to hold me prisoner? Fine, I will rattle the cage and make his life a living hell until I get my freedom.
And I absolutely cannot, under any circumstances, let him know his hand is wrapped around my soul.
Perfect for readers who like irreverent, chain-yanking vampires and a hot-as-hell version of Death.
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