Review: Saint Death’s Herald (Saint Death Series Book 2)
…suddenly, a bright pink mist was drifting all about her, and her god was there, laying the gift of tongues upon her tongue. It tasted like grapefruit. “Tits and pickles,” she whispered. Then, remembering herself, the necromancer Miscellaneous Stones bellowed in a voice to rival the raging hurricane… Last April, C.S.E Cooney released Saint Death’s