My last memories from my mortal life are of being run over by a streetcar. 10 out of 10 would not recommend. So when I wake up, very much alive and suddenly a supernatural being, well, things get complicated. 
   Four sexy-as-sin detectives are my only link to the life I once knew; a nephilim, gargoyle, and daemon twins. 
   They’ll help me deal with the murders I’m doomed to herald (often in my underwear. I swear the fates are laughing at me), and the serial killer hunting supernatural women in this city. 
   Can my men and I bring him down? Or will his body count climb even further…