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Moon's Shadow
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Ongoing, First published Feb 12, 2018
Mature
Mackenzie Is a French grim reaper who just turned 16. After that day, she is deciding what she will do with her life. She has a job of collect souls of the death above their realm of darkness. Above is the human world, so it makes sense for her work. But she has a problem in life... After she turns 16, now she gets to release all her souls from when she started collecting since 5 yrs old into a volt. Once the volt is opened, she walks through and goes into another realm, where she finds her friends: Alana and Lilianna.
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I don't have to tell you about to me say I'm not normal. I don't even have to say my name. Just take my hand, and let me show you to the looking-glass. Look inside, and you'll see. I'm sixteen years old. I spend my life more with the dead than the living. And my father- why, my father is the Grim Reaper. Blakely knew from when she was born that she wouldn't lead a life that was ordinary. But even her unorthodox path took a turn when she met the half-angel, Arielle, whose soul had resisted her reaping. After being turned mortal, she is forced on a quest to discover her past: her heritage, her father's lies, and the true reason her brother ran away from home. Foes unite and secrets are spilled in a quest for the truth, and family are reunited and broken apart. But, when it counts, will Blakely make the right decision? This was the angel's true form, I knew; so pure that it was deadly to behold. "You won't have me, Blakely. You'll never have me."