Flirting With Death: Death Wears Hoodies. and He’s Emotionally Unavailable.: a Romantic Dark Comedy About Falling for the Reaper

Claire Abner has a talent for cheating death. Not in a heroic, action-movie way. In a “slipped on a churro and avoided a piano drop by millimeters” kind of way. She’s survived lightning strikes, runaway luggage, vending machine mishaps, and one suspiciously aggressive pigeon—all in a single week. At this point, the universe either hates her, or she’s the luckiest unlucky person alive.Then, during an especially mundane grocery run, Claire falls into an open manhole… and time freezes.Enter Death. Yes, that Death.He’s not a skeleton, or a shadowy monster with a deep voice. He’s tall, awkward, paperwork-obsessed, and utterly exasperated by Claire’s continued refusal to die properly. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Her file was misfiled. Her soul, misplaced. Her expiration date? Still active, yet somehow missed.Claire’s accident should’ve been her final scene. Instead, it’s the beginning of the weirdest romance in the history of mortality.When she flirts to buy time—literally—Death panics. And flirts back.A deal is struck. She gets to live—for now. But he’ll be watching. Observing. Escorting her away from danger like an extremely grumpy, trench coat-wearing bodyguard with a scythe and commitment issues. The problem? Claire’s near-death streak doesn’t stop. If anything, it escalates.Coffee dates turn into cemetery picnics. Rooftop arguments end in existential soul talk. And Death? Turns out he’s charming, tragic, emotionally constipated… and kind of bad at boundaries.But bureaucracy doesn’t take kindly to rule-bending reapers or rogue mortals. With her “scheduled expiration” still looming and Death under investigation by celestial auditors, Claire is running out of time—again.The afterlife has paperwork. Lots of it. And somewhere in the cosmic filing cabinet, her fate is still marked “pending.”As feelings deepen and the cosmos starts to notice their entanglement, Claire must make an impossible decision: play it safe and stay alive, or risk everything for someone who technically doesn’t have a heartbeat.Flirting With Death is a darkly hilarious romantic comedy with a lethal twist. It’s about the absurdity of existence, the terror of falling in love with the inevitable, and the kind of cosmic mess you get into when your soulmate shows up carrying a scythe and a clipboard.Full of razor-sharp banter, accidental heroics, and deadpan supernatural bureaucracy, this story walks the line between life and death—stumbling, swearing, and occasionally face-planting the whole way. Alongside Death’s equally unhinged siblings (yes, the actual Horsemen of the Apocalypse) and a best friend who thinks Claire might be having a very stylish breakdown, she’ll navigate ghost mixers, reaper hearings, failed skydives, forbidden kisses, and a love story that refuses to die quietly.Perfect for fans of laugh-out-loud dialogue, slow-burn chaos, and a romance that will literally be the death of you (possibly twice), this is a love story where dying is easy—staying alive is the real mess.Because when Death starts falling for a mortal?The rules stop applying.And so does gravity.