Summary of death by laura thalassa

By Justin Reese

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Lazarus Gaumond's extraordinary gift is that she cannot be killed by humans, not by the elements or by Death himself.

The longer she tries to stop him from his killing spree, the stronger the desire becomes to take her.

Lazarus makes a terrible deal: seduce Death, save the world.

A hopeless task made all the worse by the bad blood between her and Thanatos.

• Language: English
• Publisher: jUSTIN REESE
• Release date: Nov 11, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201579197

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Contents 

Contents 

Chapter 1 

Chapter 2 

Chapter 3 

Chapter 4 

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6 

Chapter 7 

Chapter 8 

Chapter 9 

Chapter 10 

Chapter 11 

Chapter 12 

Chapter 13 

Chapter 14 

Chapter 15 

Chapter 16 

Chapter 17 

Chapter 18 

Chapter 19 

Chapter 20 

Chapter 21 

Chapter 22 

Chapter 23 

Chapter 24 

Chapter 25 

Chapter 26 

Chapter 27 

Chapter 28 

Chapter 29 

Chapter 30 

Chapter 31 

Chapter 32 

Chapter 33 

Chapter 34 

Chapter 35 

Chapter 36 

Chapter 37 

Chapter 38 

Chapter 39 

Chapter 40 

Chapter 41 

Chapter 42 

Chapter 43 

Chapter 44    Chapter 45 

Chapter 46 

Chapter 47 

Chapter 48 

Chapter 49 

Chapter 50 

Chapter 51 

Chapter 52 

Chapter 53 

Chapter 54 

Chapter 55 

Chapter 56 

Chapter 57 

Chapter 58 

Chapter 59 

Chapter 60 

Chapter 61 

Chapter 62 

Chapter 63 

Chapter 64 

Chapter 65 

Chapter 66 

Chapter 67 

Chapter 68 

Chapter 69 

Chapter 70 

Chapter 71 

Chapter 72 

Chapter 73 

Chapter 74 

Chapter 75 

Chapter 76 

Chapter 77 

Chapter 78 

Chapter 79 

Epilogue     

Part I 

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Chapter 1 

In Year 26 of the Horsemen of the Apocalypse, a group of creatures wreak havoc at an open-air farmers' market. Everyone seems to be shrugging off the strange behavior like a bad dream. I try to focus, though I haven't shaken that unnerving silence that seems to ring in my ears. It's still a ridiculously unreasonable price, but it's better than a dollar fifty per apple. I'll pay eleven dollars for eight of them, he says.

They're out of season, he responds gruffly. I lunge for him, but I'm not fast enough. The soft sound of his body hitting the grass is lost in the collective noise of many large objects hitting the ground. No one moves. I can hear the gentle sound of wind stirring canvas canopies, trees rustling in the breeze, and the distant glug of some container dripping out its contents. But there's no idle chatter, no laughter, no shouts or screams, no noisy insects and no bird calls.

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Chapter 2 

Death himself, one of the four horseman of the apocalypse. I've never seen anyone like him. His armor gleams as though it's freshly polished, and those massive black wings lay folded at his back. As the horseman rides, his eyes are pinned to something in the distance. I don't recognize you, the horseman says as he comes to a halt in front of me. Who are you?.

I don't know, and my heart is pounding and I should run. Why am I not running? It's too late to hide.

Chapter 3 

Temple, Georgia  

July, Year 26 of the Horsemen 

Death 

I don't know how to answer that, she says, looking lost and perhaps a little dazed. Her soul has cleaved itself to her flesh, and neither my hand nor my power can pry it loose. The urge to whisk her away is so foreign, so alarming, that my wings fan out. I have been awake for a year now. Never has a human caught my attention like this.

I don't know why I want to gaze at her. You shouldn't be alive, I bite out, my voice hostile. Before the woman can say anything else, I kick my horse into action.

Lazarus 

Death has come to Temple, Georgia. He's already killed off the entire population gathered at the open-air market (sans me, of course) and now he's heading into the town proper. Already I've seen children amongst the bodies lying in the streets. My fear and horror are choking me up. "I dash up the front walkway and barrel through the door.

Dread is already mixing with my fear. Everyone here is already dead. I know they're gone, but feeling their cool flesh will make it real, and I can't do that just yet". I don't want to believe this death. This woman saved me and took me in.

She showed me what grace and bravery and compassion and love look like. My mother is my hero. And somehow, her incredible life is just gone. I force myself to my feet and stumble towards the back door. My entire family can't be gone.

I'm weeping and broken and I can't process any of it, he continues. They really are all gone. And no amount of wishing will change that.

Chapter 4 

Temple, Georgia  

July, Year 26 of the Horsemen   

Death has come to Temple, Georgia. He's already killed off the entire population gathered at the open-air market (sans me, of course) and now he's heading into the town proper. Already I've seen children amongst the bodies lying in the streets. My fear and horror are choking me up. "I dash up the front walkway and barrel through the door.

Dread is already mixing with my fear. Everyone here is already dead. I know they're gone, but feeling their cool flesh will make it real, and I can't do that just yet". I don't want to believe this death. This woman saved me and took me in.

She showed me what grace and bravery and compassion and love look like. My mother is my hero. And somehow, her incredible life is just gone. I force myself to my feet and stumble towards the back door. My entire family can't be gone.

I'm weeping and broken and I can't process any of it, he continues. They really are all gone. And no amount of wishing will change that.

Chapter 5 

Eastaboga, Alabama 

July, Year 26 of the Horsemen 

I took it like some shameless grave robber. What I should've done was bury her with it. It meant a lot to her. But I didn't, and honestly, my guilt is eclipsed by the relief I feel that I have at least something of hers.

Chapter 6 

Lebanon, Tennessee  

October, Year 26 of the Horsemen 

Living alone has been its own kind of hell. The only company I keep are the corpses I pass and the carrion eaters that feed on them. Hanging out on well-traveled