Death's Story

Death's Story

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What if Death was a person? Wade just wants to live his life in peace. Get through college, get a job, live a couple more years; then drop dead. A bit morbid but there's nothing else for him to do. However fate has other plans and by fate I mean Quinn Burns. Quinn is a young reporter in the making. She is looking for the story of the century to jumpstart her career. She comes across Wade Oaks a man with a peculiar talent. But what happens when she finds out about Wades new and top secret job? Wade finds himself in a difficult position. Quinn can't find out anymore about him, the consequences might cost Quinn her life! Wade is Death. The grim reaper come to life. He gets paid to collect souls and send them to the underworld. There's a Scythe and everything! I update every 10 reads or once a month I know the chapters are short but they still take some time to write. I love hearing feedback so please share your thoughts! :) P.S don't steal my story-_-
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Book two of my Herald of Death Trilogy My fate was planned that much I know. I was born to be a Reaper but I disregarded my fate for most of my life out of the fear that I would never uphold to the status of being a Herald of Death. I feared of disappointing my friends, my parents, and most of all grandparents. I mean really when your father is the Grim Reaper you understand why I feared of following in my families footsteps. I didn't want to let them down. My grandmother Morrigan the Celtic Reaper of War and Fate had other plans, though I doubt she realized how important the day my father became a Reaper of Death would mean for the rest of world. You see before you can get to my story of how I became a Reaper of Death I first have to tell you of how my father became the Grim Reaper. It is a tale best heard in the dark of night within a empty Tavern as a thunderstorm rages on outside with the errie tune of piano playing solemenly in the background. Now that I've got your attention I suggest you listen closely to all you hear. As the cold chills go up your spines while the story progresses into the dark and eerie realm of supence and mystery don't say I didn't warn you because this isn't for the faint of heart. So without further ado allow me to regale you all in the spine chilling tale of romance, suspence, and mystery of the origins of how my father became the Grim Reaper and of how I ultimately became a Herald of Death.

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