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Waltz with Death

"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.

ThreyaMidnight · Fantasy
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124 Chs

Gifted Child Syndrome

"So those were your most memorable memories in high school." Death pondered aloud, his gaze lingering on me.

"Of course, if you were with me during the whole duration," I added, emphasizing the 'if.' "You would've seen even my insignificant ones as well."

Death sighed deeply, shaking his head in defeat.

"You're seriously not going to let this pass, aren't you?"

"I'm sorry," I replied with crossed arms, my tone laced with sarcasm. "You're the one who vanished on me like a ghosting ex."

"Speaking of toxic relationships," Death smoothly changed the topic. "It's this part of your memory where you found out Klaus is a toxic motherfucker--"

"He isn't toxic, per se," I interjected, unintentionally defending my ex. "He's just a dirty cheat and a liar."

"Potato, potahto," Death shrugged

I frowned, remembering Fake Death and his British accent. I wonder where he is now?