​Eloise Rodger is a twenty-two-year-old writer, living in London. She began writing Death’s a Bitch when she was sixteen, and finished it in her final year at Trinity College Dublin, where she was a scholar of English Literature. This is her first novel.

​It's a totally unassuming Tuesday when Aggie's little sister Marcie - her favourite person, her especially made best friend - is admitted to hospital, prepared for a long stay with a bag of her softest things. It is a day Aggie has dreaded and longed for. Like crows need wings, like planets have moons, when it comes to Marcie, there's nothing she wouldn't do. ​So when Death - red-lipped, feline-eyed and chignoned-to-perfection - appears in her bedroom ready to strike a deal, Aggie doesn't have much of a choice. ​Seduce the grim reaper's son, then break his heart. ​Aggie hasn't so much as kissed a boy, but when Aeron turns out to be endearingly self-conscious, surely the fact that he is someone who Aggie might actually want to kiss will only make it easier? What could go wrong?