My Life as A Grim Reaper

Taking a bullet aimed at her friend cost Zel Stanton her life. She wasn't supposed to die, and so Death gave Zel a choice; she could carry on as a Lost Soul, only able to watch over, or haunt the living, communicate with other ghosts, or to become a Grim Reaper, who ferries the souls of the dead to either Heaven or He...

Sorry, I'm Not Into Bestiality

Now, I've been hungover before. I've experienced the entire earthly spectrum of emotion that comes with the joys of drinking until you can't stand. I've seen, felt, smelt and heard things that upon reflection a sober human being wouldn't necessarily do. There was very little I couldn't chalk up to the consequences of...