In award-winning romance author Erin Quinn’s exciting new paranormal series, a woman who can’t die meets the man destined to kill her.
She cheated death...
All Roxanne Love has ever wanted is to be normal—marriage, kids, the life of June Cleaver. She tries to fit in but can’t conceal her ability to defy death—not from the world, not from the darkest creatures of the Beyond and not from the Reaper determined to destroy her. Now Roxanne is on the run, her only ally a compelling, dangerous detective with secrets of his own. Against her will, she’s drawn to his quiet strength and heated touch. But can she trust him?
...until she felt death's kiss.
Incognito as guilt-ridden cop, Santo Castillo, the Reaper’s plan is simple: get close to Roxanne, uncover the secret of her immortality and cut it at the source. Yet with this borrowed body come emotions the Reaper hadn’t expected. Now nothing is clear but his conflicted desire to protect the woman he came to kill. As destiny forces them to face an enemy hell-bent on using Roxanne to wipe out all of mankind, she and Santo must choose between love...and salvation.
About the Author
Erin Quinn writes dark paranormal romance for the thinking reader. Her books have been called “riveting,” “brilliantly plotted,” and “beautifully written” and have won, placed or showed in the RWA RITA Award, Booksellers Best, WILLA Award for Historical fiction, Readers Crown, Award of Excellence and many more. Go to ErinQuinnBooks.com for more information or follow Erin Quinn Author on social media.
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The Five Deaths of Roxanne Love
The reaper entered the room as Santo Castillo spun the cylinder of the revolver, took a deep swallow of Wild Turkey, then put the muzzle in his mouth. He pulled the trigger without hesitation. The hollow click that followed seemed to mock the shadowed silence.
Santo choked back a sob, dropped the gun on the low coffee table in front of him, and reached for his glass again. For a long moment he just sat there, shoulders hunched, silent, dry sobs wracking his body. A tall man, with broad shoulders and a heavy, muscular frame, he looked odd crying his dry tears. The reaper moved closer, perplexed by the duplicity of human emotion. The man wanted to die. He begged for death, yearned for it. And yet he fought it even now, when it was too late.
The reaper paused just behind him and blew a soft breath in his ear. Santo stiffened, lifted his head, and looked around uneasily.
Yes. I’ve come for you.
A shudder went through the human and he took another hasty drink, wincing as the burn of the alcohol slid down his throat.
A light hung just above the couch and coffee table where Santo wallowed in his misery. The reaper gave it a gentle nudge, making it sway back and forth, producing cadaverous shadows that slithered across the walls. The chain squeaked ever so slightly in a macabre overture to what would come. Santo’s gaze darted warily around the room. His fear seasoned the air and the reaper breathed it in. Fear always honeyed the reaping.
He moved closer, trailing his fingers over Santo’s broad shoulders, admiring the hard strength of him. Yes, he would be perfect.
Perfect, he whispered.
Santo jumped and spun in his seat, staring right through the reaper, seeing nothing but the queer boogeymen of his imagination. His anxious eyes grew hot with panic as he turned back around. The small hairs on his nape stood on end. Santo reached for his gun and fumbled, sending it in a tailspin across the table, knocking over a framed snapshot he’d propped in front of him—a silent witness to his madness. The gun skated off the smooth surface and hit the carpeted floor with a dull thud.
While Santo ducked down to retrieve it, the reaper righted the photo.
Visibly shaken, his pulse a staccato beat at his throat, Santo closed his eyes and rubbed the scruff of his beard. He mumbled something the reaper couldn’t hear, but then again, he didn’t need to hear it. They all prayed at this point.
After several deep breaths, Santo opened his eyes again and focused on the framed picture, once more positioned on the table. The image of a jubilant Santo with dark, sparkling eyes and a wide, dimpled smile looked back from the photograph. Wrapped around him from behind was a female with the same brown skin and velvety gaze. She laughed at the camera.
The reaper remembered her. He’d been the one to take her when her time had come. She and her baby had tasted of sweetness and light, and as he’d passed them through to their next destination, he’d been strangely moved by a sense of loss.
He frowned with distaste at the memory. He blamed another woman for the unwanted emotion. Roxanne Love. Before her, he’d never cared for the souls he’d reaped. Only that they’d abounded.
He watched Santo as the human scowled at the righted photograph. The reaper could see the memory of the last few moments replaying in Santo’s mind, in his expression. The spinning gun careening toward the snapshot, the frame teetering, toppling over with a flat, cracking sound that had left a splinter in the glass at the bottom right corner. Santo’s eyes shifted back and forth as he recounted each cause and effect in an attempt to rationalize how the frame could have come to be propped in front of him now, as if none of that had happened.
Santo shook his head in silent denial. Looking like the cop he’d been for the last twelve years, he narrowed his dark eyes and searched the room.
You know who I am. You invited me here.
The human’s fear simmered to an erotic terror. He gave the gun in his hand a desperate look, took another drink, and shoved the muzzle in his mouth. The cruel click of the pulled trigger taunted him, as impotent as the dry tears.
He savored Santo’s anguish. Few humans really desired death when they courted it in this manner. This one did, yet Santo felt he deserved the torture of the game he played. He owned a half-dozen guns that would have done the job quicker, but he endured the punishment of each deadly click. The torment of forcing himself to do it again and again.
The reaper knew Santo would keep pulling that trigger until the job was done. At 12:10 a.m., a clean shot would blow away the back of his skull and kill him instantly.
For Santo Castillo, death would come, but not from a bullet. His beautiful face would remain intact, his gray matter safely stored in his cranium. The reaper had never taken a soul from a human that still lived, but he didn’t hesitate to do it now. He needed a body for a day, maybe less. Just long enough to find the woman who’d escaped him. The woman whose soul he’d touched, held, and lost. Just long enough to reap her and return to the Beyond.
In less than twenty-four hours Roxanne Love would die once again. Only this time he’d be there, in flesh and spirit, to make sure she stayed dead.
As Santo put the gun in his mouth once more, the reaper sat down on the table in front of him and let himself be seen. For a single, glorious moment, Santo’s terror swaddled them both, then the reaper took over and put an end to the human’s misery.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I would not recommended this book to anyone. This book is not for a person who is a Christian. It is a evil.
I wanted to see how the author was going to write a romantic story with the grim reaper as a character. I must admit I wasn't disappointed.
A unique story about the grim reaper coming to earth the gather the soul of the one that got away. She becomes much more than he expected. He becomes entwined in the reason that she can not die. He becomes enthralled with her as he gets to know her and as he gets a handle on his passion for her. Definitely a worthwhile read. Can't wait for the next one
I became fascinated with Erin Quinn after reading the Mists of Ireland series. She has a way of expertly melding past and present in a way that’s fascinating but not confusing. She does the same with her new series, which starts with The Five Deaths of Roxanne Love. I fell in love with the hero in the first five pages! The book starts with a reaper attending the suicide of a cop, Santo Castillo. The misery and poignancy of Santo’s wish for death is palpable and heartbreaking. The reaper chooses to take Santo’s soul just prior to him shooting himself, and inhabits Santo’s still-living body. One might think this would make the reaper unlikable; instead, you see him grappling with Santo’s memories and emotions. The reaper chooses this path because of Roxanne Love, who has cheated death three times before. For some reason, she can’t die. The reaper, now in Santo Castillo’s body, is determined to finish the job once and for all before he returns to the beyond. Instead, he ends up trying to save her as she’s attacked by twisted, demonic beasts - just as she dies for the fourth time. I loved this book! It’s a completely fresh idea. Who would have thought a reaper of souls would make a fantastic hero? Santo is tough and tender and yummy. Roxanne is strong and vulnerable and sweetly sexy. Erin Quinn does a masterful job weaving in complex emotions, so when these two finally come together, it’s perfect. The book is funny, dark, poignant, suspenseful, and just plain hot! If you like paranormal romance, you will love this book!
Great story! Fun and imaginative with the right amount of smoldering sex and devious creatures. Roxanne is coming to terms with who she is while falling for a man she does not completely trust yet absolutely needs to. Quinn writes realistic dialogue and shapes characters so well that you love them in spite of their flaws. Her narrative is compelling, intriguing and lets the story unfold at a quick pace that keeps you turning the pages. Roxanne and Santo are a great team and the story has some nice surprises among the chases, plot twists and conclusion. I would recommend this book to anyone who enjoys a thrilling romance. Great for a reader new to the paranormal romance genre. Can't wait to read the next book.
NUMBER OF STARS:4 1/2 REVIEW: Roxanne Love has died 4 times now. She is not afraid to die because he has always been waiting for her. But when she died this last time he was not there. Roxanne doesn’t have time to worry about that right now she has bigger problem. Hellhound size problems. Roxanne’s only chance of survival is to trust the sexy, dark stranger that has not left her side since she was shot at her restaurant. But is he really what he says he is? Santo Castillo is not who he seems to be. He is something much more dangerous and his sights are set on Roxanne Love. Only problem is that he was not prepared for the very human reaction he has when he sees her. Santo has figure out if he is going to be able to finish his mission or has something changed in him forever. I really, really enjoyed this book. I love Roxanne and Santo. Roxanne is a sweet girl that when push comes to shove will fight till the end to protect what she loves. Santo is fun to read about. He knows what he is, but fights the changes that are taking place. I could go on, but then I would give you spoilers. So I will say you need to put this book on your to be read list for sure. And I can’t wait to see what happens next to the Love family. Disclaimer: I received a complimentary copy of the book in exchange for an honest review. This review is my own opinion and not a paid review.
Captivating paranormal romance with a sexy noir flavor... Author Erin Quinn manages to create such a sense of longing in the quiet narrative of the Reaper that I was completely captivated within the first few pages. Quinn's silky narrative has a noir tone that, with the subtlety of a whisper, pulls you into the story and makes the rest of the world fade away. The pull is magnetic, and you CANNOT put the book down. *The Five Deaths of Roxanne Love* opens with the Reaper explaining his mission to reap the soul of Roxanne. When she and her fraternal twin, Reece, revived after their confirmed death by drowning, they caused a disturbance in both the earthly and supernatural realms. How and why they survived their deaths is a mystery the Reaper would like to solve, but he isn’t the only one. Evil demons also want to get their hands on Roxanne to exploit the power for their own purposes. To get close to Roxanne, the Reaper takes the unusual action of reaping a soul just prior to the man’s anticipated suicide so that the Reaper can inhabit the still-living human body. In the delectable persona of Detective Santo Castillo, the Reaper experiences physical sensations and retains Santo’s memories. He also perceives human emotions that are confusing and enlightening and that become a part of the Reaper. At the pub where Roxanne and her brother work, Santo (the Reaper) is conducting surveillance when violence erupts in the form of an armed robbery with masked assailants. Santo whisks Roxanne away just as she is fatally wounded. He recognizes demonic involvement in the robbery and feels compelled to determine why. Rather than reaping Roxanne’s soul, he restores her with a kiss. Santo then hides Roxanne from both demons and human authorities investigating the robbery. Quinn does a masterful job of revealing bits and pieces of the mystery during the almost non-stop action and tremendous chase scenes that follow. I enthusiastically recommend *The Five Deaths of Roxanne Love* to readers who enjoy a suspense thriller along with their paranormal romance.