Ah Yes Reapers Novels & Stories

Amanda spent her life sacrificing for people who betrayed her. When a tsunami floods the city, her cheating husband Eric throws her out to die as sharks hunt the streets. She wakes thirty days before the apocalypse—with all her memories and a mysterious Survival System. This time she freezes her family’s money, cuts off her stepsister, and builds an impenetrable fortress. But when the world collapses, desperate voices scream outside her locked gates. Among them is the man from her past… and the husband who once left her to drown. Will she open the gates—or watch them all die?

"They’re coordinated. The Russians have provided satellite overwatch. They know exactly where we are." We burst into the hallway. The air was thick with the smell of cordite and blood. I saw the first of the Reapers—men who had been twisted by a raw, unstable version of the Rose. Their skin was grey, their eyes weeping a dark, viscous fluid. They didn't feel pain. They didn't feel fear. They only knew the hunger for the Catalyst.

We battled our way back to the fortress gate entrance, taking down any of Kali's soldiers that stood in our way. We made it back to the fortress entrance, only to be met with a formidable force of reapers. They were ready, their lethal blades glinting in the moonlight and their eyes coldly fixed on us, anticipating our next move. We all tensed up, preparing ourselves for a fight. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I gauged the reapers’ movements. “What are reapers doing here?” I asked Max and Sam while keeping my voice low.

I scrambled away, my heart trying to beat its way out of my chest. The water-Reaper took a step onto the bank, its form solidifying as it left the river, becoming a figure of sculpted darkness, its surface shimmering with trapped moonlight and crawling filaments of black-gold code. It didn’t look at me. It looked at Marcus. >Asset: Marcus. Designation: Infected. Protocol: Reaper. Directive: Assume control. Marcus stood his ground, his head cocked. “Directive conflict. Primary target: Thorn.” >Thorn is mine, the water-Reaper intoned, its voice the sound of a rushing river and grinding stone. >You are recalled.

Graduation day at Reaper training My name is Skye Evanore Reoch and I'm the only daughter of the reaper king and queen. I'm half reaper and dark witch and possess loads of magic. My parents, Rowen and Ayira rule this reaper section out of thousands that cover the entire earth. Anyway, back to me, being the only girl out of four children, I'm a daddy's girl. I have an older brother Liam who is off being taught some things from his dark elf grandfather and my younger twin brothers Brodie and Brayden. I decided that I wanted to become a reaper and not just a boring princess lounging at a palace waiting for my parents to wed me off to some pompous prince so I enrolled in the reapers training pro

There was something in the presence of him that made everyone around him seem diminished, uneasy. I should have looked away. I knew that. But I couldn't. Something I couldn't name, a pull held me in place, my gaze fixed on him. Even from this distance, I could feel the cold, hard aura around him. Broad shoulders beneath a dark coat, the fabric stretched taut over his chest. The light traced the contours of his face—sharp, handsome. Godness, how could I use such words to describe The Reaper? Darius spread his arms wide. "Alpha Kael. Welcome. My pack is honored beyond—"

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The reapers extended its finger apart with its plam facing the floor. In less than a minut, several jagged pillars ruby quarts sported infront of us. “Red, what are you doing?,” Daryl asked Adrian. “That wasn’t me,” “Up here Baldy,” The reaper smiled. “And that’s not all,” The android took his other hand, surging it with xenon energy similar to Daryl, and slashed a crescent shape wave destroying part of the pillars. “That reaper has our power,” Rick said. “Bingo Primal,”

But there are also some of them who are happy and excited because they want to overthrow the most treacherous organization in all of Asia. All was well so I confronted them. "For blood and glory!" They smiled and immediately responded to what I said. "We are eternal!" "Forever as one!" "The end is here!" "None shall remember them!" "We are the reapers!" "Let's taste their flesh!" "Fill them with regret!" "We're not afraid!" "DEATH AND GLORY!" Third Person Point Of View

He smiles, clapping his hands gently and securely in her stance and way as he confirms. “Everything that you desire and wish for is what I will grant, Alliah.” With those words and the sound purity, but brewing half-lie unto it. Alliah, signed the contract as her blood drips onto the sheet, creating a vein of black blood, sealing her fate ad future at that very moment. As Kyle smiles and whispers. “Well, well, well, shall we start this game?” With that tone and embracing theme of their current lives, he draws the stance of this loop and very world’s, Reaper.