I drive a motorbike, so there is the whiff of the grim reaper round every corner, especially in London.

And your green eyes are the color of the hills- the color of my home.’ His voice dropped to a whisper. ‘Aye, there’s something about you, Lindsey Waters.

Death didn’t happen like I expected it to. There was no Grim Reaper, no chorus of angels, no army of demons. And my life didn’t flash before my eyes. Death was the color of softness,...

The only duty you owe is to yourself and to your family.The duty you owe to yourself is to do the best you can, and the duty you owe to your family is to endeavor...

Sometimes Death lurks after them for days, weeks, or even months, waiting for their time… Sometimes it doesn’t, and I’ve often raced that omnipresent Reaper to one portion of its work.

She watched as the dancing lights of madness swirled and flickered in his eyes like the fires of hell, and she knew that there would never be anything that could quench those fires except death....

Who said death is dead? He’s fully alive, traveling around the world, throwing shadows and soaking in the sun. Visiting the young and old; placing bets and dicing regrets, for the worse or a better...