Grim Reality Series

What do you get when you cross a hockey mom with the grim reaper?

Me, Lisa Carron. If being a depressed, frumpy, widowed mother of three wasn’t bad enough, I just found out I’m a grim reaper. I know what you’re thinking. Wow, that’s kind of sexy and full of awesomeness. Hardly. Oh, and my clients? Stupid people. Like I don’t get enough of that...

Las Vegas! All expenses paid!

Normally, a trip like that would be a dream come true for a widowed, mother of three, who just happens to be grim reaper. Here’s the thing though, situations rarely work out as I imagine they should. And usually not in my favor.

This time isn’t any different. Instead of the endless free drinks and gambling I’d been...

It seems rather fitting that I’m a grim reaper who happens to be a widow. In fact, my husband’s death ignited a chain of events that shook my life and landed me as GRS’s newest grim reaper. He’s been dead for over a year, but I can’t shake the feeling that the circumstances surrounding his car accident aren’t what they appear.

My suspicions are...

My world has exploded. Just when I thought I had this reaping gig down, the rules changed.

It’s not about reaping stupid people anymore. Now, I must descend into the bowels of Tartarus to rescue my dead husband’s soul from Chaos. That was NOT in the job description. I’ll be traveling to the anus of existence with Nyx, my grandmother a trillion...

Halloween wouldn’t be complete without a good haunting. Unfortunately, that means overtime for me. My name is Lisa and I’m a grim reaper. So instead of taking my kids trick-or-treating like a normal parent, I’ll be spending the night locked inside an old theater with my partner Nate, waiting for the ghost of a serial killer to materialize.

Yep,...

The holidays are here, and I’m up to my eyeballs in Christmas spirit—or should I say “spirits”. Life is like that now that I’m a grim reaper.

The holidays get an extra helping of festive weirdness when the Casanova of mall Santas kicks the bucket. Instead of crossing over, he spreads his own special brand of Christmas magic to a number of single...