* This book is the second half of the previously released part one of Reaping Willow. For the full book please purchase Reaping Willow 4. Part one is no longer available and will not be republished)
My world has exploded. Just when I thought I had this reaping gig down, the rules changed.
It’s not about reaping stupid people anymore. Now, I must descend into the bowels of Tartarus to rescue my dead husband’s soul from Chaos. That was NOT in the job description. I’ll be traveling to the anus of existence with Nyx, my grandmother a trillion times removed. The crocheted afghans and cookie baking type…she is not. More like, snuffing me out with a sneeze if I piss her off. This should be a lot of fun.