ThreyaMidnight

"So this is what they mean when they say your life flashes before your eyes when you die."

Betrayed. Battered. Broken. 

Evangeline Vermillion has had enough of her pathetic life. She was young—only in her early 20s—and she had planned to end it all by setting herself on fire. 

That was how she met Death—cold, dark, tall, and...handsome? Huh. Who knew the Grim Reaper could look like that? He takes her hand and guides her through the In-Between, the sacred realm between the Land of the Living and the Afterlife. Together, they revisit her most important memories. From the misfortunes of her childhood, to the chaos and bloodshed of the wrong kinds of love, Evangeline must confront the demons of her past to get to The Other Side.

Through all of the pain and anguish, Death stands with her, an enigmatic companion and unlikely confidant. And in their brief waltz between realms, Evangeline finally finds what she always wanted but never had: to belong and to be loved.

Waltz with Death

The bizarre impersonator of Death suddenly erupted into laughter, clutching his stomach as if my reaction was the funniest thing he'd ever seen, like it could be the death of him.

How stupid yet ironic at the same time!

It was just the two of us here in the In-Between. Even if I was finally in the presence of someone else in this abyss of darkness, I never felt so alone because the person standing before me was a stranger.

"That was quick!" He managed to say mid-laughter, wiping the stray tear of laughter down his left cheek. "I didn't expect you to notice the difference the moment I spoke!"

I couldn't help but narrow my eyes at him.

"My Death speaks with an American accent, while you..." I shook my head, fighting the urge to roll my eyes at the sheer stupidity of this fake Death. How idiotic to think he could masquerade as my Death without me even noticing! "You have a West Country accent!"

Death with a West Country Accent