Title: The Reapers
Author: Ali Winters
Genre: YA Fantasy
Blurb:
The balance of life and death must be kept at all costs.
Having been a reaper as long as she can remember, Nivian knows that what she does is essential in
maintaining balance. After being assigned to a rushed mark she finds that there is more to this human
than any other she has encountered.
Kain had been living an ordinary life without a second thought until he meets Nivian who turns his world
upside down. He is thrust into a world of hunters and reapers. The keepers of life and death have been
feuding for centuries over a reason no one can even remember.
With Kain having been marked for reaping, and Nivian being hunted, they forge a friendship and
together must find the truth in order to keep balance in check. Wrong choices could destroy everything.
As they journey they discover hidden histories, powers, and lies and truths that have been spun since
the beginning of time. The consequence of failure, unimaginable.
Ali grew up in the Pacific North West. She
attended Oregon State University for photography. After many adventures she moved to Colorado and
earning second degree, she found and met and married her husband.
Ali currently lives in windy Wyoming with her husband and two dogs, Nika and Tedward. When not
writing Ali is either photographing, knitting, reading, dancing or staying inside where it’s warm with a
hot cup of coffee. She dreams of traveling the world someday soon.
Author Links:
You can email Ali at
authoraliwinters@yahoo.com
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Nivian jumped over the edge of the bridge, landing with a
soft tap on the surface of the water. She reached down, pulled the soul of the driver up by the collar of
his shirt, and stood him up next to her on top of the water. She took the drivers hand palm up in hers,
waving her other hand over his. She pinched the air and pulled, lifting up and exposing his life string, his
wide eyes were hypnotized by the glowing string. She grabbed the scythe strapped to her back and
swung. With a slow deliberate movement she sliced the human’s thread. The light formed a ball and
hovered as she pulled out the small pocket watch. The life light floated down to the watch and sunk into
it, disappearing. With a snap, she closed the watch and returned it to her
pocket.
“You really shouldn’t drink and drive; you could have
seriously hurt someone,” she said giving him an apathetic look. He gaped at her, mouth opening and
closing like a fish. “Yes, you really are dead.” She confirmed as she started to turn
away.
“Are you … the devil?” he managed to
sputter.
“No, of course not. I am just the natural order of things,” she
said, briefly looking back at him. “Wait here; your spirit counselor will be here soon for you to guide you
to your afterlife. I have other jobs tonight,” She turned, walking away as she pulled her hood back up
over her head and vanished.
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