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The Fairytale Nerd is the next stop on the On A Dark Wing Blog Tour! This tour is sponsored by HarlequinTeen! The Blog Tour ends on January 2, followed by a live chat with Jordan Dane on January 5 at 7:00 PM EDT.

With the help of Ms. Jordan Dane, I was able to get an interview with Death. It was a very... um... scary experience. Check it out...

Um... Hello... Death. Can I call you Death? Sir? Um...
I go by many names. Azrael, the Angel of Death, Sariel, the Grim Reaper, Thanatos, Morana, Pesta, the Ankou. Many human cultures have blessed me with names, as if they invented me. Perhaps in your culture, I am worthy of Wikipedia, but yes, you may call me Death, if you like.

In the book you said that you collect souls and make it easier for them to transition, I'm just curious... is there a list or do you get to choose who will be next?
Someone wrote a book about me…again? If I were prone to such things, I might be flattered, but realistically, what kind of research could any human really do? Anyone who truly knows what it is like to take that final journey with me isn’t talking, are they?

But to answer your question, I do not get email or a post-it note. There is not a grand list. I simply have a sense about things and go where I’m needed. ‘Wanted’ isn’t exactly the right word, is it? (Only the very sick actually want to see me.) Forgive me. English is only one of many languages I hear. I have no choice in my duty to collect a soul, but I have been known to bargain. I suppose that’s the only way I have control at all. It’s quite sad, really. Perhaps that is the reason I don’t have a human heart, with its infinite capacity for empathy…and love. The burden of my duty would be too much for one soul to bear.

Again, in the book, I was very intrigued by what you said, that you will be the last one to die. Have you ever thought about your own death? How would you like to die?
No one truly wants to die, do they? Not even me. I exist to serve humans. I take their pain away and give them a safe place in my arms. It is my honor and privilege to do so. If I no longer have my duty, what else is there to exist for? The thought of being truly alone frightens me. In that regard, I am like you. I don’t know any more about what will happen to me than you know what is in store for you. Rest assured that I will be there when it is your time and I will keep you safe, but who will do that for me? That is all I will say about the matter.

I've had enough of questions about death. Scenario: You were given a chance to live as a human (not just a mere glimpse, but from birth), what occupation or profession would you like to be engaged in? Why?
Oh, dear. I forget that humans actually work. How mundane! Forgive me. I have not given this much thought. I suppose I would choose something similar in nature to what I do now—taking humans to their final destination in paradise, easing their burden, where they can commune with loved ones. I would make an excellent travel agent.

Give me three things you love about Abbey.
Only three? I suppose if I must choose only three, then I should give this more thought, so I may share the best things and do her justice. You would think that could be easy, but my feelings for Abbey are mixed with the love her mother still carries for her. Not even death can stop love, but maybe you know that already.

Abbey has an open heart. Her capacity for love filled me for an eternity, but it also made it that much harder for me to leave her.

She is very brave. Not many would speak to me the way she did, even after knowing who I was. Extraordinary.

Abbey is a good kisser. I suppose, however, that I am no one to judge. She is the only girl I have kissed. I am inexperienced, to say the least, but that kiss would still be on my lips…if I had any.

I must say one final thing about Abbey, in case she reads this. Although I can’t be sure, I believe she may have loved me too…in the end. Perhaps that is only wishful thinking on my part, but it’s what I choose to believe. It’s all I have now.

Have you ever tasted food? If so, what is your favorite?
I have never tasted food, not really. But there have been many times that I sense food on the souls I harvest. I would ask one favor. If you know you are about to die, please brush your teeth. And flatulence does not stop on earth. A really bad case of it can linger, and I do mean, linger.

Okay... Um... I just have to ask this... boxers or briefs?
Commando

Thank you for your time Death... Sir... Uh...
Time? I have nothing but time, really. You are very welcome, JoAnne. (And to answer the one question you were afraid to ask—don’t worry. We won’t be seeing each other for a very, very…very long time.)

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On A Dark Wing

by Jordan Dane

The choices I had made led to the moment when fate took over. I would learn a lesson I wasn't prepared for. And Death would be my willing teacher.
Five years ago, Abbey Chandler cheated Death. She survived a horrific car accident, but her "lucky" break came at the expense of her mother's life and changed everything. After she crossed paths with Death—by taking the hand of an ethereal boy made of clouds and sky—she would never be normal again.
Now she's the target of Death's ravens and an innocent boy's life is on the line. When Nate Holden—Abbey's secret crush—starts to climb Alaska's Denali, the Angel of Death stalks him because of her.
And Abbey finds out the hard way that Death never forgets.

Avon/HarperCollins launched Jordan Dane's debut suspense novels in a back to back publishing event in Spring 2008 after buying the 3-book series in auction. Pursuing publication since 2003, Jordan had received awards in 33 national writing competitions and was an energy sales manager in the oil and gas industry prior to selling. Now she is following her passion and writes full time.
Ripped from the headlines, Jordan's gritty plots weave a tapestry of vivid settings, intrigue, and dark humor. She loves challenging a reader's moral barometer with the borderline ethics of her characters and their flawed personalities—dark, angst-ridden antiheroes pitted against unforgettable villains. Publishers Weekly compared her intense pacing to Lisa Jackson, Lisa Gardner, and Tami Hoag—"romantic suspense that crosses over into plain thriller country with tight plotting and exceptional male characters, both bad guys and good."
Jordan and her husband share their residence with two cats of highborn lineage and the spirit of an intelligent canine who is impossible to forget.