Fear the Reaper

 

Reaper vs. Ripper

FEAR THE REAPER BOOK ONE

History knows me by many names. Nyx, the Goddess of Night. Lilith, the Lady of Darkness. Selaphiel, the fifth angel of God. But the course of my life has been determined by my greatest mistake. I opened the gate and allowed Lucifer to fall. Booted from Heaven for my sin, I serve my penance as a reaper. By collecting history’s most twisted souls, I work to one day earn my ticket home.

 

Case #663

The heinous crimes of Jack the Ripper are known throughout the ages, yet his true identity remains shrouded in mystery. Scythe in hand, it falls to me to claim his soul. Who he is, I don’t care. What made him this way makes no difference. My lone goal is to ensure that he face final judgment.

Ring the bell and alert the Bobbies. It’s reaper versus Ripper in a battle for the title of the true harbinger of death...

Reaping a Pain in the Axe

FEAR THE REAPER BOOK TWO

History knows me by many names. Nyx, the Goddess of Night. Lilith, the Lady of Darkness. Selaphiel, the fifth angel of God. But the course of my life has been determined by my greatest mistake. I opened the gate and allowed Lucifer to fall. Booted from Heaven for my sin, I serve my penance as a reaper. By collecting history’s most twisted souls, I work to one day earn my ticket home.

 

Case #664

She took an axe and gave her mother forty whacks, and now... Death is coming for Lizzie Borden. Is she innocent? Guilty? I don’t know or care. Reapers have gone missing on their hunt to harvest the soul of the notorious axe murderer and I can’t afford to let my guard down. Scythe gripped tight, I’m marching into the past to deliver final judgement to Lizzie’s doorstep.

Borden may have a creepy ass rhyme, but I’m an ex-angel with nothing but time. Her father got forty-one whacks, now it’s time she learns reaping is the real pain in the axe.

Reaping Rasputin

FEAR THE REAPER BOOK THREE

History knows me by many names. Nyx, the Goddess of Night. Lilith, the Lady of Darkness. Selaphiel, the fifth angel of God. But the course of my life has been determined by my greatest mistake. I opened the gate and allowed Lucifer to fall. Booted from Heaven for my sin, I serve my penance as a reaper. By collecting history’s most twisted souls, I work to one day earn my ticket home.

 

Case #665

Grigoire Rasputin stood accused of attempting to seize control of the Russian empire by seducing its tsarina. He was poisoned, stabbed, shot, and drowned. For the conniving schemer, that was just the beginning. A darkness snaked into the alleged holy man’s soul, weaving his destiny with mine.

Rasputin brought death to the Romanov’s door. Now I’m heading back to even the score. Lies and secrets await in the frigid St. Petersburg snow. Yet it’s the truth lurking there that will shatter my world in one savage blow.

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