All Chapters of Taming The Reaper's Heir: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Nyx’s POVThe sky was a pastel of dark hues as I trudged home, thinking about what Clyde said about Narin. I still found it weird that she couldn’t confront me about the rumours but easily just ignored the hell out of my existence. It made me feel really bad and somewhat puzzled. Why can’t she just ask me if any of those rumours were true? As I walked back to the dorm that evening, I made up my mind to talk to her about it. Was I terrified? Yes. Would I go ahead and do it anyway? Yes. I was sick of being uncomfortable in my own room. It’s supposed to be my comfort zone, my safe haven but there was always that constricting feeling lingering in the air and it made me want to scream and pull out my hair sometimes.My confidence started to wane as I drew closer to my dorm room. I pictured Narin’s stoic face and a slight shudder ran through me. What if I end up making a fool of myself?I shook off the thought, bracing myself for what was ahead of me. I had kept these emotions pent up ins

NYX's POVI sat at the breakfast table, my eyes subtly observing the crowd of students milling about.Narin was over at the food counter, a sunshade hanging on the bridge of her nose.Yup. Narin was wearing a sunshade inside the dorm cafeteria and she did not care about the eyes on her. She was about one thing and one thing alone, determined to get it done no matter the cost.On second thought, the stares she was getting were probably the disguise spell she used to change her identity to that of the junior chef who had not been around since the beginning of the week and the sunshades were to hide her distinct eye colour. According to Narin, she was not strong enough to make a disguise spell that could hide all of her completely. I kept my fingers crossed, waiting patiently to see how this would all turn out.There was a ruckus at the entrance of the cafeteria and without looking I already knew what it meant.Otis and his cronies were here.Narin adjusted her position so that when Ot

Otis’s POVHumiliation. That was one word I never thought would be in the same sentence as my name until now. The fact that I had a clue about the person who did this made my blood boil and the brief moment of embarrassment I had previously experienced slowly morphed into anger.At first, I had no idea who could have caused this and was ready to flip off at the cafeteria ladies for serving me poisoned food, until Nyx approached me.Nyx was never confrontational. She would rather avoid problems that stir them but after what played out today, it strengthened my convictions that she had a hand in all of this.I glared hard at the door of the cafeteria which Nyx and Narin, her weird roommate had exited and if my eyes could shoot lasers, the entire door would have been consumed with fire by now.They were the ones behind this, and it was clear as day. That glint of mischief in Nyx’s eyes and the smirk of satisfaction on Narin’s lips as they walked away was all the proof to know that the

NYX’s POV“Ready?” Clyde asked, searching my face for any trace of discomfort even after I’d told him I was fine. A few of the rebels who needed disguises like the vampires and trolls were transformed using shapeshifting spells and now we stood in front of a door that looked a lot like the Magic doors back at the academy.“We found this door here when we chose this hideout, but I was able to modify it since the magic doors at Salvador cannot take you outside of school,” Clyde said, placing his palm on the door. His runic tattoos began to glow and I watched on in awe as the bright light covered the door.Afterward, he cracked the door open, ushering the other rebels through it until it was just Clyde and me who left.I stood there, rethinking my decisions. What if all of this turned terribly wrong? “Nyx?”The way my name rolled off his tongue was gentle andhis outstretched hand was inviting, holding a promise of fun and adventure.I sucked in a shaky breath before placing my hand i

Nyx's POV The girls turned to leave but Elrond was quick to drag them in and really lock the door this time. All eyes turned to Cindy. “You said you locked the door!” “Well I thought I did, I’m sorry!” She replied, panic evident in her voice. Meanwhile, the girls were already squirming in Elrond’s arms, kicking and screaming. “Let me go, you freak!” One of the girls cried out. “He looks human, that’s the freak.” She glanced at Clyde whose frown deepened. “You don’t want to know what this freak can do to you,” Clyde replied, taking predatory steps toward them. “Behave and you might actually get out of here alive. Got it?” The girls trembled, nodding vigorously under Clyde’s icy glare. The rest of us quickly gathered in one of the bathroom stalls while Cindy and Gus watched the ladies. “Now what do we do?” I threw my hands up in the air. “We’ve got another problem on our plate.” “There are two options,” Narin replied, dramatically. Typical Narin, even when we were discussing