Caesar Ape Death Novels & Stories

Deagon told me congratulations and handed me my satin box. "You will only have one collection your first week, two the second week and so on. I'm certain you'll be exceptional dear," he winked and put the box on my desk along with a silver pocket watch and micro thin clear gloves. I lifted my gloves and marveled at the material. Once all the boxes were distributed Deagon told the class loudly,"Always remember that young human children, pets and those that have ever had a brush with death or are dying can see you without your gloves. Congratulations, you all are free to begin your reaping." Jenna jumped up grabbing my hands and danced around. I pulled away from her and felt like my reaper box

He smiles bowing in return as he tilted his head slowly and slightly unto the side, introducing his name. “Death God who plays with life and death roams my world with my scythe in two. I took the deal and this is my game, tell me your desire as I’ll be happy to gift it unto you. The name’s Arius.” Befitting his name and the mark of his life and what he is showing unto her. Winona knows deeper and more as she can see that the reaper in front of her is one of the shard soul and existence of the original ‘him’, and is very well living the life opposite to his equivalent, yet is ringing the eeriness and dread she could not shove away. She smiles as she speaks.

Sophia said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Helen looked up, a smile on her face, but it faltered as she took in Sophia’s somber expression. “What’s wrong, Sophia?” Helen asked, her voice laced with concern. Sophia took a deep breath, steeling herself for the words she was about to say. “It’s Sage Henri,” she said, her voice cracking. “He’s…he’s dead. Steve has managed to take another one from us” “That’s quite unfortunate,” Helen said, her voice tinged with sadness. “Has he been buried?”

Everyone in the room was looking at Elena defying nature and then suddenly Brian cracked a smile. "You don't care about your life right?" he asked his daughter with a crooked smile and Elena was flaring in anger. "But I wonder, don't you care about Aiden? Because if Alpha Zane gets to know about the indecency of his Beta, then I am sure he will show no mercy on him and after Aiden's death, he will forcefully make you, his. So in either case you are going to be the possession of Zane, choose wisely" her father said with a mocking smile and again sit on the chair to eat food.

DEA I was putting together my presentation for the seminar for more than half the day, distracting myself from my real problems. When I opened the email last night, I was excited but it was short-lived when I read the names of the other scientists that were going to be there as well. Dr. Jason Yates stood out to me and all of a sudden I was a sobbing mess yet again but I found my happy place as I buried my head in Victor's pillow and inhaled a scent I could only relate to him.

He doubles over, and I take the opportunity to land an elbow to the back of his neck making him drop to the floor. “Are you ready to die like your friend?” I ask. “Fuck you bitch. You can’t win against our army. Scàthach will triumph and you will all die.” “Ew, can we not do the villain monologue? It’s so annoying and cliché.” I say before I extend my claws and rip his heart out through his back. That was seriously badass and gross, all at the same time. Hey, he’s dead, his friend is dead, and Wyatt is dead. That’s all that matters.

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

“And I will not let you inherit a world built on fear.” Behind me, the ancients knelt. Beyond the mountain, the world shifted. And far away, Kael felt the Red Howl echo through his bones and knew, without doubt, that the age of quiet control was over.

It was irreversible. “Did you people encounter such a situation when you went to the tomb previously?” Dorothy asked Susan. The answer was negative. Freya said, “Last time, we clearly saw Caesar’s casket with his skeleton inside too. But, the golden-eyed zombie we saw just now couldn’t be fake. That was created through the refinement of a living person. In other words, Caesar had been refined into a living zombie and was specifically guarding the hall earlier to forbid us from entering it. Then, whose skeleton did we see last time?”

Although we carry silenced weapons, they do not. I gasp when a man trips over us trying to flee. Without thinking twice, Azael shoots him in the chest. -The cowards always die- he murmurs, returning to the path. I stare at the blood coming out of the bullet hole and I want to vomit, but I hold it back.