Review
When Death takes a vacation in New Orleans, he isn’t
prepared to meet and fall in love with a young woman who is dying. However,
that is exactly what happens to him. When Death sees Annaliese, a terminally
ill young adult who has been forced to live life in a bubble, his first
reaction is “She’s sitting on MY bench.” He notes the smell of disease on her
and after pushing down his annoyance at this usurper on HIS observation spot,
he sits down. Annaliese mistakes him for a pain-caused hallucination and pinches
him—only to find out he’s real when he yelps.
Annaliese reveals that her life has been one continuous
struggle with debilitating illness and she is done, done, done. Still in a hospital
gown, she’d escaped from her medical keepers for an outing on her own terms. Death
temporarily takes away her pain and they have a joyful day of going through the
sights and shops in the French Quarter, including a photo booth where they mug
for the camera. Alas, too soon, her parents, law enforcement, and first
responders track her down to take her back to isolation. As they dance in the
street to a jazz ensemble, she begs Death to take her and he complies.
Death, to his enormous surprise finds himself devastated by
the loss of this human. Why? He has done this important job thousands of times.
Why does this one make his heart break? He locks himself in his hotel room and
grieves. Four days later, he returns to his bench to watch the ebbing and
flowing crowd. Someone sighs. It is Annaliese! How is this possible?
Annaliese tells him she went to heaven and begged to return
to his side. God granted her wish, making her immortal as an angel and she
wings it right back to Death. She also tells him he needs new name. Death is
not cutting it. She dubs him Clay.
Almost a year of bliss passes by. They enjoy their time together,
living among humans in Clay’s sumptuous home. They attend a birthday bash for
Annaliese, thrown by a wealthy human friend. When Clay leans in to kiss
Annaliese, she pushes him away and bolts. As Clay nurses his grief with whiskey,
a man named Domiel appears and tells Clay he’s being melodramatic. Clay has no idea who this person is and why he
would say such things to a stranger. Or is he a stranger? Who is this and what are
his intentions?
Cast aside your ideas of fully grown, asexual angels, absent
desire for humans. Should angels live among humans? Would monsters such as the
Nephilim be created from unions of angels and humans? You must read this story
to find out the answers to these and other questions. This was an imaginative
addition to angel stories, and the fermenting war between angels on God’s side
and angels who disagree with God’s plans. I recommend this creative novel to
anyone who enjoys romance and angel lore and give it 5 stars.
"I am known to some as the Grim Reaper, or the Angel of
Death. Death is my preferred name. It's stylish and modern, and it goes well
with my Armani suits. I don't have a fascination with robes, scythes, or
skeletons, especially when I'm releasing souls."
My Name Is Death takes the Grim Reaper concept in a creative
direction. Put aside the image of a scary, sickle-carrying, robe-clad entity.
There are no shortages of Italian suits, velvet neckties, and oxford shoes in
Death's wardrobe.
Death encounters a terminally ill young lady, Annalise,
during a holiday in New Orleans. As she approaches the afterlife, Death wants
to ensure she makes the best of her final moments. It is not long before they
become friends.
A peaceful coexistence between angels and humans is what God
desires. This plan is contrary to one of God's other sons' belief that angels
are far superior to humans.
Devastation begins, and only God knows how it will end.
"Nothing in life is certain except death and taxes. I
hold this statement in high regard. Why? There are two possibilities. I could
be a tax accountant-borrrinng-or I could be Death. If you guessed the latter,
advance to go and collect $200. My name can influence anyone in a room; some
say Grim Reaper, others say Angel of Death. I like to call myself Death. It has
a pleasant ring and a powerful effect on people. The way "Death"
embodies the style and pizazz of my attire, which includes Armani suits, ties,
and shoes, influenced my decision to select it as my name. It had never
occurred to me to dress in a dark robe, to carry a scythe or an hourglass, or
to assume a skeleton physique."
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I was born and raised in sunny San Diego, California. A
creative writing class in junior high ignited my passion for storytelling;
however, it was Anne Rice who truly inspired me. Her novel, Interview With The
Vampire, has become one of the best-selling books of all time and fueled my
desire to craft my own vampire legend. In 1996, I created Immortal Kiss, which
patiently waited until 2014 for its publication.
At present, my published works include Immortal Kiss, Bound
by Blood, The Vow, The Vampire Within, The Soul Collector, The Doll, Once We
Were Witches, and My Name Is Death. My current project is an urban fantasy
titled The Wolf Experiment.
Here are some fun facts about me: I love enjoying Starbucks
coffee while I write. I'm also obsessed with shoes. I have two furry kids named
Rose and Cooper. And, of course, I'm a huge fan of all things vampire.
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