Cool Scythes Novels & Stories

Like I was electrocuted, I pushed him off me and also took a step back. "Erm...erm...," Well f*ck me because I had no idea what to say. My thoughts were all jumbled up and the only thing keeping me sane by the minute was the fact that I was staring straight ahead the cell and not into those confusing orbs. Lest I forget, why were their orbs so haunting? One minute both orbs of the brothers are beautiful, the next minute their scary and then a disaster. What the hell is going on?

They may not like me, but at least when they're near, other students can't kill me. Ahead of me, Rowan, Seyla, and Lyra, all link arms as they giggle in excitement. I slow my pace slightly to keep a distance. I don't want my sour mood to bring down theirs. I glance up at the night sky, and I gasp. I stop walking altogether as I take in the millions of stars lighting the sky. I almost forgot how beautiful the night sky is.

Westham Shipping Port Friday, July 22nd 21:14 FOOLISHLY FELL FOR THE ACT "He'd never felt rage like this, such a burning desire to kill." Scar rolled his eyes at the blood that stained his clothes, it was a murky red, the type of red that didn't quite suit the menacing man. Wielding a gun like the one he was brought back painful memories of his days as a soldier, memories he wished he could bury. The sky was a dark hue with grey clouds that dominated and light rain that slightly soaked the riders. Scar was agitated, he wanted to go home, back to Lani, but he had a mission despite how much he wanted to fail it. So far, things had run smoothly. The men had found and killed over 5 members of th

Becca’s POV ‘They won’t stop coming, ' Skye yelled while plunging fist into the throat of a creature that looked like a rabbit-toad hybrid. ‘We’ll take them, we can take them,” Cole rasped back with a wolfish snarl. “Bad idea wolf boy” Skye retorted,fizzing through the arena with the speed of a man bullet.”They won’t die. If we continue like this, we’ll be the ones to die here”

SILAS The heavy oak doors of my study are nearly taken off their hinges. I don’t even have time to set down my glass before Scyla is across the room, fuming. Her human skin is flickering like a dying candle, patches of iridescent black scales erupting along her jaw and throat. Her eyes are wide, the golden slits trembling with a mixture of agony and incandescent rage. "You fool!" she screams. "You arrogant, blind fool!"

she demanded, slamming herself down onto Kael while Arlo pounded her ass, the slap of skin on skin filling the room. Juices dripped down her thighs, mixing with the sweat, and I could smell her arousal, musky and intoxicating, even from here. I wanted to throw up. “See how well she takes us, Zane?” Kael panted, thrusting up deep. Arlo laughed, gripping her hair to yank her head back, exposing her throat. “Bet you've never made her scream like this. Listen to those sounds, pure fucking bliss.” And she did scream, a keen wail as they hit a spot inside her that made her tremble, her pussy gushing around Kael's shaft.

Nearly all of their melee weapons took on some variant of the scythe’s form: Long-handled heavy war-scythes, long-handled light war-scythes, short-handled light war-scythes, double-edged war-scythes, gun-scythes, and many more besides. This was because the war-scythe was intimately bound to the racial class of the Gondarians: the Slaughter Knight. Many inherited battle techniques could only be executed in conjunction with a war-scythe. The weapon Lombart handed to Logo was a long-handled gun-scythe, 2.23 meters in length and 0.64 meters in width, forged from transcendent metal and layered with multiple enchantments. It could hook, thrust, and cleave with devastating force.

Hands went round her neck cutting her air flow,her head was slammed repeatedly on the tiled floor,her head pounded like it was being splitter into two,she clawed the hand on her neck desperately choking as tears ran down her eyes. she was in full blown panic mode. “Let's try again, shall we” Scar asked, releasing her neck” “Go to hell bitch” Cindy said angrily. “Gladly taking you with me” With that scar stood from her squatting position, pulling her by her hair,she was moving effectively in the dark , walking past the couches,like she could see in the dark. “So bold of you to think you can just own Liet ,own what I laboured for,bold of you”

Kyron screamed as he pulled Keefe away and shielded his best friend with his own body. SLASH! SPLASH! The white tip of the giant scythe was drenched in blood. Blood splattered in the air and fell to the ground. Keefe and Kyron's bodies rolled on the ground. Kyron's body weighed down on Keefe's. He tried to get up and shifted his body, trembling. His back was drenched in blood, and his flesh was torn apart until his back was badly injured. Kyron's spine was cut off, so it was difficult for him to move due to the severed nerves. Blood gushed from his wound, forming a red puddle on the ground.

At that moment… The purple liquid rose from the crack of the ground and created a weapon akin to a scythe. No, it was too similar to the grim reaper scythe that she knew. ‘Don’t tell me…’ The purple scythe emerged from Anubis’s back. The shadow rose from Anubis’s back yet he was too focused on the targets in front of him. “No, NO!” Busaba screamed when she knew what would happen next. “ANUBIS!!!!”