Death and Other Occupational Hazards by Veronika Dapunt
4 🔮🔮🔮🔮orbs
Pub. Date: Jan. 6, 2026
Poisoned Pen Press
Upon a fateful evening where we meet our maker….
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Orbs Prologue:
My name is Death. A mix of smoke and wind forms behind my path. I walk, or rather glide, to the scene. Behind my tattered black robe, my bones crack to attention. My naked phalanges cling to a tool synonymous with death, the lethal scythe. I am here by design, as part of the master's plan, to help guide you through eternal life after death. As the sirens wail and the flood of red and blue lights cast their hue upon the onlookers, I remain here in your presence. I am predisposed to do a job, but dear reader, this has become increasingly difficult. I feel for these victims and yet find myself often misconstrued. Upon my blade, people’s perplexed eyes gaze upon salty tears dropping from the sharp tip, instead of the stereotypical stream of cascading blood, often thought to be part of my mystique. Tired of being misunderstood, I have been granted a sabbatical in human form to gain much-needed knowledge of their way of life.
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Nuts & Bolts:
Death has a whole new meaning when Sister Life presents her with a body with which to navigate the doldrums of everyday reality. After accepting a position as a paralegal, Death’s life becomes unusually unstable. Unplanned murders are happening, and Death needs to determine why. Following carefully planted clues, Death’s detective work leads to numerous characters of the human and otherworldly sort. In Death’s new body as a woman, she experiences love, feelings, and trauma. Will this adventure change her sentiment towards being “just” the Grim Reaper? There are those in the background looking to displace Death, and with her sister, Life, in danger as well, one must ask, for without Life, does human existence cease to exist? Through the eyes of Death, author Veronika Dapunt sheds light on a dark topic. Perhaps through death, we understand how precious life remains. A mysterious twine of lifeline shortens; every waking moment is one step closer to an apocalyptic outcome. Can Death do what is necessary to save humankind?
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Orbs Pros:
The mixture of humor and a fictitious grimness takes grip rather quickly. Soon after the first chapter, I was hooked by where Dapunt was leading my visions. Through a vastness of mafioso bravado, I remain unscathed, by Death’s side as her amico. While simultaneously learning more about humans, Death is forced to look within for what is important in her life, funny as that may sound. Does Death really have a life, per se? Veronika Dapunt, in witty comedic fashion, asks readers to look within themselves and be thankful for what is in the here and now.
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Orbs Cons:
I suppose I could raise an eye at the mafia trope, as I am not entirely sure I was on board with Dapunt’s decision with this.
Recommended!
Spinning a creative world where the consummate antagonist becomes a mushy, dog-loving, crazy-outfit-wearing protagonist we all come to love and enjoy is worth the price of admission.
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Orbs Epilogue:
If I am the harbinger of death, or the pale rider, then why are these colorful glasses sitting atop my skeletal nose? My barren chest expands without a heart, yet I weep for those I am entrusted to usher forth to the underworld. What will the others think of me? I have emotions; my heart pitter-patters at the thought of a touch from an admirer. Piece by piece, my inky garb falls to the floor, exposing a brittleness I never thought possible. Yet, as I learn more about my place in the vastness of eternity, I have been brought to this murky space for a reason. Yes, I must stand confident in times of strife, allowing myself to reveal my true inner self, and with it, invoke a sense of compassion and warmth to those in need. For that is what humanity deserves in its final minutes on Earth.
Many thanks to Poisoned Pen Press for the ARC through Netgalley in exchange for my honest review.