The Reaper’s Daughter
The Reaper’s Daughter Series
Book #1
KM Randall
Genre:
Paranormal Dark Fantasy
Release Date: May
9, 2015
Publisher: Booktrope
ISBN: 978-1-62015-841-8
ASIN: B00X90741G
Pages: 244
Cover Artist: Shari
Ryan
Goodreads Rating: 3.75
My Rating: 5.0
Book Description:
I've always felt like an average girl
... except for my strange relationship with death. You could say I like to
court it. Whether I'm soaring through the air as a flyer for Specter
University's cheer squad, or speeding down the steepest mountain with only
grace and balance keeping me from an icy end, I've always needed to feel a
rush. But now Death is courting me―in more ways than one. First, there's Rishi,
a rogue death deity who has a penchant for annoying me nearly to my grave and
whose intense gaze has the power to see right through me. Then there's Hades,
who I'd rather had stayed just a myth. Now that he knows I exist, he's not
going to leave me alone until I meet the same end as my mother.
Oh yeah, did I forget to mention her?
I spent my whole life thinking she had died when I was a baby, but now I've
found out she's much more than dead. Fifty years ago, Hades banished my mother
from the underworld and took away her ability to cross over souls―souls that
have wandered lost through the world ever since. Now she wants me to clean up
the mess.
You may have heard of her before...
They call her the Grim Reaper.
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My Take
on the Book:
In this book
you're introduced to a young woman who is a bit of an adrenaline junkie. She's
a great father, an amazing friend, a longtime boyfriend and a "dead
mother". The book starts off with a prologue that takes place six months
after part one of the book. It tells the story of Blake.
it's a great
story, with a pretty cool premise. The writing is really concise an easy to
follow. I found I really enjoyed the story and the characters, more so than I
expected. There's a bit of heartbreak within the first six chapters and I'm not
ashamed to admit I cried like a little baby. So I would recommends you have a
box of tissues around.
And while the
story is sad, it's necessary for the book to continue. It's needed for the main
character to grow and accept her responsibilities. I can honestly say this is a
series that I will be revisiting and I can't wait for book 2.
There's
definitely a sense of loss of this book, but for everything that's lost
something is gained. And for those of you that are really interested in
mythology this book is right up your alley. As somebody who took a class of
"the study of world religion" I've got to admit that this book was
really interesting. There's a lot going on but it's written in the way that is
so easy to follow, I didn't find myself lost at all.
There's
definitely romance in this book and it's kind of bittersweet. But I think
that's one of the things I enjoyed the most in this book. It's not your typical
coming of age, paranormal or fantasy romance. Blake has a lot going on. It
makes more realistic and relatable.
5
Quills
This looks
like it has the potential to be a great series that I would absolutely love to
fall into. It has great and likeable characters and a really interesting
premise.
Excerpt
Present
THE ROLLING GREEN of her eyes was
dimming fast, losing color and life to the quick click of time that beat out
her days and nights, a perpetual circle that was now fading to a close. Light
brown hair that had been recently styled into looping curls was limp against
the black pillowcase―a metaphor for her wilted spirit, I mused, thinking
offhandedly how proud my English professor would be at my thoughtful use of
language.
I sighed. I didn’t want to be here.
When her eyes met mine, I knew she saw me for
who I really was—what I really was. She reached out an eager hand to take mine.
I didn’t want anything to do with it. But it wasn’t because her fingers were
slick with blood, deep crimson dripping down her arm and fingernails from where
she’d so precisely placed a razor blade to her vein and dug deep, thinking
she’d be free of her pain. It was because her face reflected back to me all the
times I’d felt I’d been given a shitty deal. Current situation: case in point.
“Hi,” she whispered, her once pink lips fading
with every pump of her life, which was idly dripping away from her to the plush
white carpet below. I could smell the newness of it, the fresh aroma of a
recently laid floor. That’s going to be a bitch to get clean.
I looked around her bedroom, at the
dance trophies and pictures of smiling friends, and wondered why. Why me? “Blake …” Hearing my mother's warning
tone, I looked over at her where she stood in the shadows, overseeing my
tutelage.
“Why can’t we just call an ambulance? It’s not
too late. They could save her,” I whispered fiercely, staring at the girl’s
hand stretched out to me as if I were her savior and not her end. “We should
save—”
“It’s not for us to decide, you
know that. We are only here to bring souls over, not save their mortal lives.
Take her, she wants to go.”
“And will she still feel the same when she’s
looking down at her body?” I asked, not even bothering to check my mother’s
expression when she didn’t answer. Suicide wasn’t a peaceful death. It was
pain―that much I knew.
I choked back the tears that wanted to rise in
my eyes for this girl, for me … I turned to her once more and leaned down,
brushing a strand of her hair from her graying face. “What’s your name?”
Barely blinking, her pale eyes darted to me.
“Carly,” she said, choking around her words.
“Just hold my hand and I’ll help
you cross,” I said softly, forcing myself to meet her gaze so that someone
would witness her ending as they had her beginning.
She smiled slowly, and I saw that in life she
had been pretty. When she’d believed. When she’d had hope.
“The light?” Her eyes widened,
glittering green for a brief moment in their otherwise colorless depths at the
prospect of going somewhere beautiful after this life had been so cold.
I nodded, although I didn’t really
know where she would go. I was only in training, but I hoped it was someplace
good, where her tormented soul could rest.
She had small, feminine hands, I
thought, as she laced her slippery fingers around my longer warm ones. She
didn’t last long, her pulse giving one last flutter before sputtering out.
The room was suffused with the
silence left behind in the absence of such a simple thing. The thundering lack
of a person’s heartbeat had never seemed quite so loud. As life departed
Carly’s mortal coil, her soul lifted from the body, but unlike some souls I’d
seen that were light and buoyant, at peace with the next step in their
existence, hers was outlined in darkness, and it rippled, suspended in space
like a special effect in a bad horror film. Her gaze turned from her body to
me, sorrow coming to settle on the slope of her bowed shoulders and in the
recesses of her eyes. Regret was a fickle creature. It always came too late.
THE REAPER’S DAUGHTER
About The Author
As a girl, K.M. always wished she’d
suddenly come into magical powers or cross over into a Faerie circle. Although
that has yet to happen, she instead lives vicariously through the characters
she creates writing fantasy and paranormal.
When K.M. is not busy writing her next
novel, she serves as a freelance editor and writer. She has a master’s degree
in journalism from Syracuse University and a bachelor’s degree in English-Lit
from Nazareth College of Rochester. K.M. lives in Upstate New York’s Finger Lakes
region with her husband, her extremely energetic little boy, and their crazy
goldendoodle Luna (short for Lunatic)
Learn more at http://www.kmrandallauthor.com/
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