Grim
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Fantasy
The Grim Reaper takes souls with no remorse. The type to kick a puppy or push someone into oncoming traffic and not flinch. In his youth he took lives indiscriminately. But now, his boss, Lucifer has him on a tight leash. Apparently killing whenever you want is so last millennium. So now, he must keep the casualties to a minimum. Or at least try to... Willow Carter is a nurse, and a damn good one. When she notices an influx of patients coming in on the brink of death she takes action. After the death of her mother, she swore she'd do whatever it took to save those around her. Including spending all of her time reading articles and keeping up on the latest emergency medicine techniques. So what happens when souls start going missing? Souls that the Grim Reaper specifically went to reap, are missing from his collection. Only time will tell...
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[BUNDLE] BOOK 1: There's a reason buried things should always stay buried. For better or for worse. To have and to hold a demon for eternity. She says demons haunt the night, inflecting everything in their path. But where I come from demons don't just lurk around the shadows. They breed in your head. Feasting on your soul until you cease to exist. And, mine just woke up infested in wicked lies. Till death do us apart, little soul. BOOK 2: Girls like them are expected to dance to the tune of evil. To smile with the taste of souls in their veins and vengeance in their hearts. To feed the ghosts and the monsters within them. Discarded by the world and hidden in a maze of twisted creatures, I'm barely holding into my sanity, trapped between the past and the present. Between good and evil. Until one day I no longer recognize myself or them. He says he can see beyond the evil that I am. But it's not him that my madness prevails for or HIM. Because I'm starting to hear their tune, dancing to destruction and chaos. BOOK 3: There's a reason buried things should always stay buried. Like my mistakes. Your past. Now the grave is open and corpses are crawling out. Corpses inflicted with lies and betrayals. Corpses that you pull the strings of, corpses that even Hell is afraid to take. You see, little soul, you think that makes you the monster in our story. But you forgot me. You forgot my promise. Our story might have ended with till death do us apart. But even death has a shadow to lose.

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