Finders Reapers by Michaela Haze

I fell to my death during the middle of my birthday party…While being live streamed to my million followers online.On my 21st birthday.Little did I know, my deadbeat dad forged my signature on a soul contract with the devil.The fricken devil! Luckily for me, ole Lucifer has gone out of business, but the metaphysical powers that be have no idea what to do with me.I’m given a choice, don a black cloak and start collecting souls, Or go back to the premordial ooze. My time on earth isn’t finished.I need answers. Namely, who fricken killed me! But, I’m a fledgling Reaper. My scythe is well and truly supervised.By four dark and mysterious Reapers that seem determined to get me to hang up my cloak and call it a day.If I want to catch my killer, I’ve got to play by the rules (for now). Unfortunately, there are no rules when it comes to falling in love…