A demonic reaper asked to be my valentine and then killed his crazy ex-girlfriend to save my life. Tomorrow I was starting up antipsychotic meds.

What do you mean?”Granmare Baba only smiled her yellow toothy smile before she went about putting things together in a large cauldron that seemed to have magically appeared in the center of the round room.

We do things we’re not proud of. Nikolas more than most.

Love? Nikolas?

He had a face made for magazine covers. Could someone say GQ model? That razor sharp jaw and those angular features caught the light just right. If she’d had a camera she wouldn’t mind snapping...

You don’t fuck with fate, Oz, because she’ll ass-rape you with no lube, wearing a spiked dildo.

Can’t clean up after you anymore, baby brother, so don’t punk out. Make it count.

Broke his nose.

The reaper does not listen to the harvest.