Dead bodies don’t scare me. They can’t curse me, lunge at me or do anything but rot and stink. It’s their spirits that are the problem. I’m Yukine Nox, an initiate Shrine Maiden with the unfortunate ability to see ghosts and demons from the Spirit World. In order to take these monsters down, I need a special weapon—a weapon that's dangerous to create. When the ritual goes wrong, I end up trapped in the Spirit World with nothing but my own magic to guide me. Too bad said magic also erodes my soul. Not to mention the supernatural monsters trying to kill me. Things can't get much worse. Until I stumble upon a demon trapped in a stone. If I help him, he'll help me, but how can I trust what I was raised to hunt?

Dead bodies don’t scare me. They can’t curse me, lunge at me or do anything but rot and stink. It’s their spirits that are the problem. I’m Yukine Nox: necromancer, exorcist, dark mage, and the girl who’s gonna save your ass when spirits come knocking. I see between the veil that separates the world of the living from the Spirit World—a place full of ghosts and supernatural monsters called Calamities. On the surface, Neo-Tokyo sparkles like an ultramodern jewel, but its roots run deep and dark, tangled in magic. When a powerful Calamity snatches young girls and leaves a trail of angry ghosts in its wake, I take the case. But the more I dig, the more dangers pop-up If I don't stop this creature soon, it’ll drape Neo-Tokyo in a veil of death.

A death curse is spreading over Neo-Tokyo, and I’m the only one who can stop it. I’m Yukine Nox. Private Exorcist. Dark Mage. Necromancer. And the girl with a God trapped in a stone around her neck. When murderous ghosts pop up in public places, I hit the streets to take them down before their death curse spreads out of control. But the conspiracy runs deeper than I imagined into the dangerous underworld of the Yakuza. Plus, my kind of boyfriend wants me to step into the Spirit World, a place full of demons and ghosts, to find his evil brother. The brother I sort of stranded there. Oops. Not to mention the strange new moniker I’ve been labeled with: Deathwalker. Embracing the depth of my dark powers is the last thing I want to do, but it might be the only way to save the city.