An original and unique Paranormal Romance Mystery that will leave you on the edge of your seat and guessing until the end! When nineteen-year-old Vanessa Hunter falls to her death, she realizes her life as she knows it, is over. But when Death strikes a bargain with her in exchange for her immortal soul, she takes the ultimate gamble and becomes a Death Angel: gifted with the powers of Death and responsible for finding and harvesting lost souls on earth. Now Vanessa has to perform Death's dirty deeds, forced to deal with all sorts of unimaginable evils: Vampires, Demons from Hell, and Hedge Fund Managers. Not to mention this girl Rina, with special powers, who is absolutely obsessed with taking down the new Death Angel. On top of all that, Vanessa still has to solve the riddle to her murder; a riddle that points back to her fiance, Daniel Ashcroft. Thrust into this strange new world, Vanessa finds her emotions in turmoil. She still loves Daniel with all her heart, but now finds herself strangely drawn to Death; a being who is at once mysterious, infuriating, and madly attractive. But things are not at all what they seem, and there are many things that Vanessa needs to uncover, unsettling things about her former life, her family's money, and Death, her newfound "savior" who doesn't always seem to be on her side. Can Vanessa tell friend from foe, and solve the riddle of her murder to find out if the man she's loved all along, was truly her lover? Or her greatest enemy? Copyright © 2015 Michael Limjoco

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION What's dead should stay dead. When you mess with the natural order, things could go horribly wrong. Having a six-hundred year old rotting soul, for example. Or discovering that your boss is the son of the Devil. I am Aramis Rayne. Full-time familiar. Part-wraith. Occupation: prevent the end of the world. Sounds impossible? You haven't seen the worst part yet.