A Grim Existence (on hold)
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Last published Sun, Oct 8, 2017
Nothing in life is certain except for taxes and death. Everyone knows taxes, its a series of sorting through endless recipes in hope of getting back a few of your hard-earned dollars. But death, it is the unknown; some hope for an afterlife, to be back with loved ones or a peaceful end of a miserable life. But what is it really? Is it an endless pit of nothing? Burning in the pits of hell? Or chilling upstairs with the big guy? Unfortunately, I've met him, and he's an unbelievable pain in my arse.
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Amaras life is not how she expected when her Mother disappears, all more the more reason for her to pack up from her little old town and move to the city. But it's anything but planned for her to be on the Grim Reapers hit list and dragged into a whole world of supernatural.
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