Bitten By Death but I’m not willing to

but I’m not willing to lose my heart too

A book I could not put down

and her mother nowhere to run

even if there's only one man she's ever wanted―a man she fears just as much as she desires

struggling to prove herself both at home and in her highly competitive ballet corps

Bitten By Death but I’m not willing toIf 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.