A Death in Toledo

A Death in Toledo by Frank J. Edler

Lawrence Nurdle fancies himself a Goth Edgelord. His girlfriend isn’t impressed. To convince her he’s the edgiest guy in Toledo, Ohio he joins a coven of vampires. The vampires kill Lawrence.

Death just wants to enjoy a ballgame. But Death has a job to do and must collect the soul of Lawrence Nurdle. There’s just one problem. Death can only collect the souls of the dead and Lawrence is now undead, like the rest of the vampires.

Death must fight the clock to convince Lawrence to slay himself and die all the way before time runs out and Death dies for failing to escort a soul to the Hereafter.

The IndieMuse Review

Not since Discworld have I laughed so much about Death. Unlike Pratchett’s most famous character, there are many Deaths. They can’t be everywhere at once, you know, it’s not like they are Santa Claus.

A Death In Toledo by Frank J. Edler is a very fresh take on the business side of Death. Like any corporation, there are rules to be followed, training to be given and deadlines to meet. But the consequences of failure is much more severe than…well, death.

Meet Lawrence Nurdle…ahem, excuse me, Vampyre Edgelord Omega. He wants to be edgy, because being edgy is Gothic. As. Fuck!

After his girlfriend dumps him for being a wannabe—he lives the motto “fake it till you make it” – he wants to make the ultimate sacrifice to prove to her just how edgy he is. And what better way than to become a vampire?

But, the moment someone dies, Death is dispatched to fetch that person and take them to the river Styx. But what if your charge don’t want to go? It’s not like you can drag him there against his will. Again, there are rules to be followed.

So begins the struggle for a Death—who used to be a woman, just so you know—to do her job or face an eternity in limbo. Will the vampires let one of their own go—especially The Last? And things will only become more complicated as her party grows…

I know what you’re thinking, and you’re right, baseball turns out to be a huge part of this story. Not to mention “The Great Rock Box of New Jersey”, an artifact which might be Slippery When Wet…

(Okay – some people will get that, just go with it.)

This book is not a horror story—it is an all-out comedy. You need to let go and not overthink things, because there are a few little glitches I’m willing to overlook—it was entertaining as hell, so you should sit back and enjoy the ride.

If I had to describe this story in one word, it would be NOICE—look it up, the word exists.

Very entertaining read.


Mort Stone lives in untamed Africa, where he rides his lion to work every morning to slave away as a scientist who learned how to fake competency.

Reading is his passion…well, the one he can admit to, anyway. As an aggressive pacifist, he chooses to fight vicariously through stories which can bring him no physical harm.

While he is almost confidant that his IQ is in the top 50%, his wife regularly reminds him of all the stupid things he does. He will neither admit nor deny the accusations of sarcasm, but he can act like he cares. Most of the time.

As an avid reader of horror and thrillers, and somewhat of a movie buff in those genres, he still blames his insomnia on Global Warming. Because he can.

He would also like to apologize in advance for any swear words which might slip through…he will blame that on the insomnia.


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