When I find out my twin brother only has weeks to live, I beg the universe to take me instead. I didn’t mean it. Or maybe I did…
But the last thing I expect is for Death himself to show up in my house, insisting that if I give him my soul and become his bride, he’ll spare my brother.
It feels impossible at first, but as I watch my brother suffer, I know I have to make a choice. And when it turns out that Death has been watching me longer than I thought, nothing will ever be the same.
2.5* I've to to say this is my least favourite book from winter randall. I hate to say it but it felt sloppy and lazy and like the author is going backwards and not getting better with each book.
Yea….I have no words….I am who I am. No judgment thank you very much!! Enjoyed this quick read….now…if only I had someone to dress up like Jack Skellington my night would be perfect