Begging for Mercy

What do a serial killer, a football star, a goth girl, and a jealous stalker have in common?
We might be dead soon.
As the certified goth girl on campus, I’m used to being an outcast. No one understands me, and that’s okay. Life is simple, if not a little lonely.
Until I trip over a dead body and fall into an open grave.

The murderers are insane. One calls himself Reaper and pretends he’s a Sex God–I mean Death God. The other has a stick so far up his ass that I’m pretty sure he put it...

What do a serial killer, a football star, a goth girl, and a jealous stalker have in common?
We might be dead soon.
As the certified goth girl on campus, I’m used to being an outcast. No one understands me, and that’s okay. Life is simple, if not a little lonely.
Until I trip over a dead body and fall into an open grave.

The murderers are insane. One calls himself Reaper and pretends he’s a Sex God–I mean Death God. The other has a stick so far up his ass that I’m pretty sure he put it there for fun. Instead of killing me for learning their secret, Reaper decides that we’re going to play a game. There are three ways to win:

1) Avoid catching feelings as Reaper tries to sleep with me… or die.
2) Seduce the man who hates me… or die.
3) Fall in love with my best friend… or die.

Sounds fun, right? Except nothing is simple when best friends turn into lovers. Oh, yeah, or when the only woman in the group is still a virgin. I’m pretty sure I’m going to die as one, too.