Death's Rulebook
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  • Reads 3,723
  • Votes 464
  • Parts 23
  • Time 4h 17m
Ongoing, First published Aug 05, 2018
Mature
"You cannot change fate. But maybe, you can edit it just a little." 

If there is one thing Violet Ellis has learned in her five years as a Grim Reaper, it's that a) reaping souls and sending them off to the afterlife is the worst job in existence, b) her superior and de-facto boss Kevin is the most terrifying creature ever put on this earth and c) the Ledger is never wrong.
Without exception, every person whose name appears in the mysterious Death Ledger is fated to die, and no force in the world is powerful enough to change that.

But, much like every other rule, even cardinal ones are meant to be broken.

After one of her routine reaps takes an unexpected turn, thanks to Violet's colleague and sometimes friend Mason, she finds herself in a dangerous and unfamiliar situation. One which involves a pair of unforgettable, electric blue eyes, whose owner has managed to do the impossible. Cheat Death.

Though Violet can't help feeling a little glad that Mr. Logan Perfect Winslow didn't die, she is well aware that altering someone's fate is never a good thing. 

Death is not to be messed with. And the consequences of stopping the inevitable might just end up destroying Violet's whole world.


🥇 1. Place in the Pandora Awards, in the Fantasy category. 

#23 in Grim Reaper
#34 in Soul
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