Amelia worked hard to earn her bikini-ready body, and then one stupid night with one charming boy ruined it all. Of course, a guy like him only pretended to be interested in her so he could lure her outside and kill her. She should have listened to the fortune teller when he predicted something like this would happen.

 

When Amelia wakes up nine days later in a body she hates, fulfilling another prediction, Amelia wonders how the third prediction will come to be—she’d meet the man of her dreams and the man she’ll fall in love.

 

She doesn’t think she’s worthy of anyone in her current, plus-sized state, so she shoves her possible love life to the back of her mind and busts out her old fat pants, so she can listen to two crazy dudes convince her she’s not in some weird, personalized Hell, but is a Fila—a species of human with feline characteristics and nine lives. As heir to the Fila Kingdom, there is a price on Amelia’s eight remaining lives. Rogue Fila are determined to kill Amelia over and over to get their queen on the throne. It would be easy to let them kill her, at least once so she’d get a new body, but her new skin becomes as much a part of her as her love for books and road trips, so she fights to keep the life she has, flaws and all.