The Subtle Art of Not F*cking Up the Afterlife

By: Allie Wishcroft

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

Sometimes death isn’t the end—it’s just the beginning of a whole new disaster.

Lila Davenport’s life is already a hot mess. The rent’s overdue, the cat’s judging her life choices, and her painting career? Yeah, let’s not even talk about that. But things really go south when a clerical error in the Afterlife’s HR department—because, of course, that’s a thing—accidentally kills her. And not just kills her but promotes her to freaking Grim Reaper to try to “fix” the situation.

Now she’s got a paintbrush that moonlights as a scythe, a soul-collecting tablet with attitude problems, and an Afterlife Investigator named Callum Graves who’s as hot as he is insufferable. (Seriously, does he practice looking that good while being so annoying?)

When souls start vanishing and the Afterlife is thrown into chaos, Lila and Callum have to work together to save the worlds of the living—and the dead. But saving the Afterlife isn’t easy when every argument with Callum feels like foreplay, every accidental touch leaves her breathless, and every smoldering glance makes her forget why she shouldn’t want him.

The stakes are higher than ever, but so is temptation, and Lila has to decide: save the Afterlife or give in to the kind of passion that could destroy them both.

If Meghan Quinn and Darynda Jones had a book baby, it would be this snarky, laugh-out-loud paranormal romcom that’s so hot, it might just set the Afterlife on fire.