Immortality sucks. You know what sucks more? Mortality. Imogen's on the verge of getting everything she ever wanted. The man of her dreams, a talented, smart kid who loves her, some amazing friends, she's finally safe from the ancient creature who keeps ripping her to pieces every time she tries to access her deeper powers--and she's only one step away from finding the reincarnation of her dad. Mortality is in her grasp. What more could she want? How about a little self-sabotage? A teenage stalker? A homicidal naiad? Maybe a demon-infested evil book club? Yeah. Immortality sucks.