Twelve. Twelve of the deadliest beasts ever forged in the
fires of hell have escaped onto our plane, and they want
nothing more than to rip out Charley Davidson’s jugular
and
serve her body to Satan for dinner. So there’s that. But
Charley has more on her plate than a mob of testy
hellhounds. For one thing, her father has disappeared, and
as she retraces his last steps she learns he was
conducting
an investigation of his own, one that has Charley
questioning everything she’s ever known about him. Add to
that an ex-BFF who is haunting her night and day, a rash
of
suicides that has authorities baffled, and a drop-dead
sexy
fiancé who has attracted the attentions of a local
celebrity, and Charley is not having the best week of her
life. But all of that barely scratches the surface of her
problems. Recent developments have forced her to become a
responsible adult. To conquer such a monumental task,
she’s
decided to start small. Really small. She gets a pet. But
how can she save the world against the forces of evil when
she can’t even keep a goldfish alive?
A tad north of hell, a hop, skip, and a jump past the
realm
of eternity, is a little place called Earth, and Charley
Davidson, grim reaper extraordinaire, is determined to do
everything in her power to protect it.