You thought there was only one Death? Aww, that's sweet... Just like all little girls, I hoped I was special and that one day my powers would be revealed. My parents would be bewildered, my friends would equally worship and envy me, and my bullies would run away in terror! Nothing happened when I turned 10. I didn’t grow wings at 12, still wasn’t able to make things move with my mind at 14, and at 16 I was already too old to believe in such nonsense. Well, what do you think happened the day I turned 18? I got the confirmation that I was only human. In the mail! Oh, and also an invitation to apply to the Grim Reaper Academy. Because, apparently, humans can be Grim Reapers, too. Fast forward to day one, semester one, year one. There’s a test! No one told me I’d have to take a test to enter! But there are only 22 Grim Reapers in the world, the competition is tough, so I guess it makes sense? If I pass, then I will be sorted according to what kind of Death I’ll make if I survive the rigors of the Academy. Merciful Death? Neutral Death? Oh, please God, don’t let me be sorted into the Violent Death Cabal! All the A-holes are there! And I don’t think I can compete with Holier-Than-Thou Sariel (cause he’s an archangel, you see), Jerkface-No-1 Pazuzu AKA Paz (cause all demons are major morons), Mr. Bow-To-Me GC Apis (ugh, false gods are the worst), and Francis (no idea what his deal is, he doesn’t talk much). But this is my chance, dammit! This is what I’ve been waiting for all my life! Okay, so I’m not a princess, or a mermaid, or Sailor Moon. But I can be a Grim Reaper one day. I’ll take it! \\\*Author's Note: This is book 1 in the Grim Reaper Academy series, intended for mature audiences. Please be advised that it may contain situations that are triggering to some, including explicit language and a lot of steam.

Two hotter-than-hell boyfriends to juggle, one merciless archangel who wants me dead, and then there’s Francis. I still don’t know what his deal is, and after that fateful night in the caves beneath the Academy, I’m not sure I want to know. Everything around me is changing, but I’m the same. I’m still the only human. No powers, no special skills to speak of. Just a prophecy that says a human will one day retire the most powerful Grim Reaper alive, but I doubt I’m the savior the supernatural world has been waiting for. If I am, the implications are too horrible. Because this powerful being they’re afraid of… is my real father. \\\*Author's Note: This is book 2 in the Grim Reaper Academy series, intended for mature audiences. Please be advised that it may contain situations that are triggering to some, profanity (way more than in my previous books!), and a lot of steam.

Grim Reaper Academy is a prison, and my father is the jailor. Since he’s been appointed Headmaster, he’s been changing all the rules. There’s a curfew now, students are not allowed to gather in groups, and all connections with the outside have been cut. And don’t think that because I’m his daughter, the rules don’t apply to me. On the contrary, he’s even more of a tyrant. He’s forbidden me from seeing my lovers, GC and Paz. He says he’ll find me a match worthy of my name. Unfortunately for him, I am my father’s daughter. I do not break. I don’t even bend. And just to piss him off, I won’t only keep dating GC and Paz, but I might even adopt Sariel and Francis, too. \\\*Author's Note: This is book 3 in the Grim Reaper Academy series, intended for mature audiences. Please be advised that it may contain situations that are triggering to some, profanity (way more than in my previous books!), and a lot of steam.

I’m not who I used to be. Valentine Morningstar, my own father, tried to ruin my life, and instead he made me stronger. But my own power will consume me if I don’t learn how to control it, how to channel it to help everyone, not just myself. I have to learn how to be this new person I’ve become. GC – my handsome false god, Pazuzu – my dark demon, Sariel – my fallen archangel, and Francis – my… I know what he is now, but it hurts to say it. They keep me grounded. They keep me sane, and they keep me good. Without them, I’m afraid I might just turn into a villain. \\\*Author's Note: This is book 4 in the Grim Reaper Academy series, intended for mature audiences. Please be advised that it may contain situations that are triggering to some, profanity (way more than in my previous books!), and a lot of steam.

You thought there was only one Death? Aww, that's sweet... There are 22 Grim Reapers in the world, and every two hundred years, Grim Reaper Academy invites a select few to apply. On my eighteenth birthday, I received my letter. I am Mila Lazarov, and I am the only human to attend the prestigious school. To graduate, I will have to survive first. But how am I supposed to compete with mages, angels, demons, fays, vampires, and shifters? No one wants me here, because I don't belong. The queens of the Academy want me dead, and the kings can't decide if they want to kiss me or kill me. There's no way I can keep up with Holier-Than-Thou Sariel (cause he’s an archangel, you see), Jerkface-No-1 Pazuzu AKA Paz (cause all demons are major morons), Mr. Bow-To-Me GC Apis (ugh, false gods are the worst), and Francis (no idea what his deal is, he doesn’t talk much). They will eat me alive. _This is the complete collection that contains the four Grim Reaper Academy books, as well as three exclusive stories you can only find in this set. Surviving Year One Exclusive Story: Prom Night Slaying Year Two Saving Year Three Exclusive Story: First Time a Harem Seizing Year Four Exclusive Second Epilogue: Yolanda Please be advised that these books are intended for a mature audience. You may expect situations that are triggering to some, profanity, and a lot of steam._