For centuries, Death has only known the Work, the reaping and administrating of souls. Their routine is disrupted
when a mortal named Zelda refuses to die and offers Death her hand instead.
With great befuddlement, Death accepts.
Husband and wife have little in common. Death is grim (ha!) and work-oriented, perplexed by the intricacies of relationships. Zelda is beautiful and can do no wrong.
(She’s also quite good at hijacking blurbs.)
As Death and Zelda navigate their unconventional marriage, the affection between them grows, resulting
in a relationship that is as sweet as it is whimsical.
Audrey Rose was born in France, where she used to wander and look for fairies. When that didn’t pan out, she took up writing instead.
Her stories tend to feature magic, dark entities, the night sky, and/or snow. She now lives in Canada with her spouse and their three darling cats.
When not writing she can be found playing Dungeons and Dragons and gushing over said cats.
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