About The Grim Reaper Novels & Stories

Death, never expected, as well as Ardina herself. Initially, she never expected to experience something she never expected and never wanted before. And nobody wants to die. Especially pathetic. Then, both Ardina and the other creatures are also afraid to meet the grim reaper, haunted and expressionless. Sometimes, everyone will ask why God created humans if there must be a death that is not wanted by everyone. And why is there a grim-looking grim reaper to pick up a soul? Suppose, everyone could imagine visualizing a super cool angel becoming a grim reaper as handsome as celebrities or as perfect models walking on the catwalk, or as beautiful as the queens of the universe. Maybe no one will

"Isabella Moretti, just like you ordered." The man turned around slowly. Grey eyes locked on mine. No warmth, no smile, just a cold calculation, like he was sizing up a new weapon. This had to be Damien Voss—the Reaper. I'd heard the name in passing from my dad's rare phone calls, but nothing prepared me for the real thing. I straightened up, ignoring how my hands shook. "You'd better have a damn good reason for dragging me out of my bed in the middle of the night. I have a life. An apartment. Students who expect me in class tomorrow."

hindi ko na pinakinggan ang tinig na iyon at mabilis kong pinasok ang silid sa kabila ng tila harang na pumigil sa akin. The moment I cradled her small body into my arms, a gust of cold wind then entered the room. The chills was giving me goosebumps. It was followed by a man in black cloak standing by the window carrying a large scythe. "You idiot. Crossing the barrier is forbidden!" It was the first time I met the guy who call himseld as Grim Reaper. And the first time I witnessed with my own eyes, how he carried her soul away. Leaving me with only the dead body of a child I had the reason to live to.

“Is he static, too?” For the first time, a flicker of something other than sorrow crossed Lachesis’s face. It was a weary, ancient pity. “You misunderstand the Reaper’s purpose, Prince of Hell. The Raven Reapers are not vultures drawn to carrion. They are a function, as old as we are. They are the enforcement arm of destiny.”

His shadow crept over me and I shut my eyes. "Don't be nice to me," I rasped. "Be evil. Give me a reason strong enough to keep hating you." I felt his hands caressing my face. He tucked a stray of my hair behind my ears and raised my chin up. I kept my eyes shut. A tiny voice in my head was screaming at me. No. Don't look at him. Don't look into those crimson red eyes. He's a devil. He'll burn your soul. Remember what he's done. He's the Grim reaper. He stole the lives of your family as well as countless innocent lives.

That was the last memory I carried into death. Then came the darkness. A tall man dressed in black stood before me, a hood covering his face. Only shadows where his features should be. “Poor thing,” his voice rumbled — deep, echoing, almost gentle. “Who are you?” I whispered. “The Grim Reaper,” he said. “And you, Kaya Macherson, are in the land of the dead. But your story isn’t over yet.” My breath caught. “I’m giving you a second chance — five months,” he continued. “Avoid your death, make Damon Moretti fall in love with you, and uncover the one who killed you. Fail… and you’ll vanish forever.”

I whispered to him as I backed up a little before once again charging toward the river. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ ICW V2 V2" Today our guest is the Grim Reaper! So how does it feel to be labeled as the world's biggest wuss because your too afraid to go near anything blessed by Lexi or Luna or any other god that isn't Exinious or Helder?" GR"... A curse on all of you... death will surround all of you until the war starter is delivered back to the gods to receive judgment." With a cloud of smoke, Grim Reaper disappears. -----------------------------------------------------------------------

What must have happened to them. Without knowing what the grudge was there was no way out of this. Alexa had to act fast. She had to find out what happened and how all this came to be. " Who are you then. Please tell me?" " I am a soul reaper. My job is collect souls and take them to the underworld." A scythe made of ice appeared in its now skeletal hand and a skeletal face imerged from under the hood making Alexa shudder. In all her life she has never met a grim reaper. It was really in front her and it was waiting for Alpha Felix's death.

I almost laughed out loud at his adorableness. He was finally beginning to look and act a lot like his old self. I think meeting Heathens had done it's toll on him in some other ways. I hoped the boys hadn't done or said anything that would ring him up. I know now the consequences for a Grim Reaper to have his past life memories back. It's like a punishment. It's the punishment Grim Reaper's get, to live a life again by taking other human beings lives as living. Also, to teach them that although they might be alive, they might eat and sleep like normal humans, they weren't humans for real. They were just servants making the job of the Angel of death a little easier.

He has a solid jawline, clean-shaven face, thinner cheeks with just the right amount of plumpness, dimples that would take any normal woman’s breath away, beautiful bright brown eyes with flecks of gold, a tall leanly-muscled build, and short dark brown hair that is always neatly combed to one side, but tufts at the top in a cute way. I give him a polite nod that contradicts the rude way that I shove past him to step inside. I wordlessly pass him the name and photo of my target that came with the job posting, fixing him with an intense emerald-green gaze. He already knows the drill and I’m not one for pleasantries or small talk. He gives a low chuckle at my straight-to-business attitude, “al