*I received an ecopy of this book from the author. This has not influenced my review.*
This was a sweet, subdued, realistic (as much as paranormal can be), enjoyable romance. There was some depth to the story and characters, but it still had a light feel, and it was one of those books that was just easy to keep reading because it flowed really well and made me feel absorbed in the story.
Where this author really shined though was at writing very natural, realistic characters and scenes. It was the little things that she really nailed, things like something as simple as someone playing with his coaster in the condensation on the table in a restaurant while talking. Those little things went such a long way in making every scene come alive and feel very three-dimensional.
The characters were also likeable and the kind you can’t help but root for and want happiness for, and I found them both relatable in different ways.
Mitch also had a really loving, close-knit family, which was nice. Nate, on the other hand, had a lot of struggles with his family, and even though it wasn’t as nice, it was realistic. Wes and Troy turned out to be good friends to Nate though, so he at least had them. And his sister was a lot of fun.
The romance, while sweet, did have some angst, but I happen to like when relationships have some angst and internal struggles between the characters, so I’m not complaining.
But, although this was definitely a romance book, there was still, understandably since the book was about reapers, a lot of general death involved. It was a kind of interesting juxtaposition and sometimes added a though-provoking element. For example, near the beginning, Mitch had a soul with him who still had unfinished business, but he couldn’t leave Mitch’s side because they were tethered. In the meantime, while Mitch was working on helping him with the unfinished business, Mitch was going out with Nate and having fun. It seemed kind of callous because this poor dead guy literally just had his life ripped away and had to have been upset, but, as Mitch said, if he (Mitch) put his life on hold every time he had a reap, he’d never get to have a life himself. And I completely understood that. The characters themselves discussed a lot of things relating to life and death too, especially since Mitch was struggling with whether it was worth it to have a relationship knowing the other person would grow old and die while Mitch had to continue living on.
I have to admit this book wasn’t entirely right for my tastes though. It was enjoyable, I would definitely recommend it to people, but the characters were a little too perfect to really stand out to me (perfect characters are kind of hit-or-miss with me), and *SPOILER (I’m going to say something about the ending)* l felt like some things worked out a little too perfectly (all the reapers probably felt the same way, yet Mitch was the only one who got special treatment), but I suppose that kind of thing is to be expected in romance. *END SPOILER*
Overall though, despite the paranormal elements, this was a very realistic, down-to-earth romance with sweet, likeable characters!
Anyone who likes M/M paranormal romance, reapers, and sweet relationships with a bit of angst.
No one asked Mitch Seeker if he wanted to be a grim reaper. He didn’t sign up for the rumors, the lack of friends, or the erratic schedule. He doesn’t want to go through life watching people die. Especially not a man he loves. Mitch’s solution is simple—don’t fall in love. He’ll never have to explain why he doesn’t age or why he’s around death so often. Most of all, he will never be a widower.
But when his head is turned by world-class skier Nate Koehn, Mitch believes he may have the answer. If the soul attached to Nate is any indication, Mitch has found himself another reaper, in which case, his undeniable feelings don’t have to be suppressed. However, the spectral tag-a-long is only the beginning of Nate’s burdens. After a catastrophic loss, Nate is no stranger to grief and the hole it leaves behind.
The question they both must answer is loud and clear: is the pain of losing love worse than the pain of never having loved at all?