Sinopsis

A spunky florist and a grumpy Lord of the Dead? It's a match made in the Underworld!

My new boss is rude, bossy, and grumpy AH. He’s spent the last two hundred years drowning his sorrows, brooding. People skills? He has none.

It turns out I’m the only one who can see this hot guy in front of me. Just him and a ghost.

The Underworld has been freezing over since Persephone left. Hades too by his frosty attitude. And he needs me to help him collect errant souls who have escaped. Save the living from the curse of madness inflicted by one touch from the dead.

I don’t know how I’m supposed to help. I’m a green-haired florist trying to make ends meet delivering bouquets to funeral parlors – not save the Underworld.

After a soul attacks me, Hades is looking at me differently, eyes heated, voice all growly, fingers clamped on my wrist. Suddenly, I’m not sure I can handle the fire of the Lord of the Dead.