Crimson Reaper Novels & Stories

Inside were the documented slaughters and syndicates tied to the Grim Reaper over the last three years. "Even the big three lords of the underworld—the Reaper, the Zmeya Empire, and the Crimson Syndicate—don't get this much attention on themselves," the chief stated, his finger slamming onto the gory crime scene photos. "No one knows who the leader of Zmeya is. No one has ever seen the face of the Crimson Syndicate's head. But everyone knows Riven Rykerthrone is the leader of the Black Reapers, and the fact that he is still walking around freely is an absolute insult to this badge." I stared at the files, my heart hammering against my ribs.

A perfect, silent, eternal cold. The Crimson Heir. Heir to nothing.

Without further ado, she pushed Nathan to the side who was still pinning him and rip Cedericks top and instantly saw a card tattoo of a reaper the same thing as what Joker has, though, on his, he has only the letter ‘J’ written on it. “What are you doing Crimson Blade? Are you now planning to rape me?” he japed. But Zitrey face is in serious, “Why you have this tattoo? An exclusive mark for the next in line Royal Jack of the Cards of Reapers.” Cederick laughed at her with a hand covered his face. “Yup, I was exactly what your thinking. I was part of the Cards of Reapers Organization. And unfortunately, the game has not yet reached its end.” Later, with his hand gesture in the air, all doors

I had to find something I could do to make money that I could be discrete enough to accomplish without drawing the attention of the massive amount of people I managed to successfully piss off by means of killing the under-lord, Christian. That led to my current livelihood of being an assassin. I started out with nothing more than the knife that killed my mother, Christian’s belt and sheath, and my rags cut, sewed, and repurposed into a disguise to hide my hair and face. I was sloppy in the beginning, and it was a wonder I’d never been caught. As the years passed, I became the most efficient, deadly, mysterious, and untraceable assassin. I entered unseen, killed in silence, and vanished witho

Joshua thinks that he wouldn't be that surprised if he starts to form wrinkles on his forehead and be deaf from listening to Leo's endless bleating like a goat. "I'm sorry, I don't follow. Who is Crystal Mayhem?" Joshua Brenner is quite a liar. He knows who is Crystal Mayhem, and it was only a coincidence that she happen to rent a room in his building for a week because of her work. And as Joshua Brenner see it as an opportunity for his "annoying" friend, he sent him to do the room service and this happened, just another normal day of being a good listener to his "worker's" fuss.

A Reaper stepped through the portal opening. Tall, with ebony hair, he wore the long black cloak she expected to see, a scythe in his hand. The man quickly ran to the left of the portal, and then another Reaper appeared on his heels. Dressed identically, with the same weapon, he ran to the right. Then, another sprang forth, and another. Ru watched, her eyes wide as the Reapers continued to pour out of the portal, as if Hell had spilled an inkwell and the thick, black substance was covering the entire earth.

In her heart, she knew that facing the Ascenders and reconciling with Luna were intertwined. On the day of the attack, tension gripped the Crimson Pack as they prepared themselves for battle. The air was thick with anticipation, the scent of adrenaline filling their senses. Rey stood at the front lines, her gaze fixed on the forest's edge where the Ascenders would soon emerge. As the enemy pack emerged from the shadows, led by the fearsome figure of Black bourne, a surge of energy coursed through Rey's veins. With a fierce battle cry, the Crimson Pack charged forward, their unity and determination shining like a beacon Amidst the chaos. Rey's movements were a blur as she engaged multiple adv

A low hum came from her throat before she spoke again. “Innocence. You have taken it.” Her face turned into a satisfied smile before her body straightened. Her eyes grew wide and her lips began to move rapidly, like someone had changed the speed, making her mouth not match up with the words the voices were saying. “Crimson approaches and the redeemer is near. A union of great for all to hear. Crimson approaches , yet again. A guardian will meet their end. Only then can the ash rise. When blood spills, the omnipotent cry will be touched by all. Only then can the emerald truly see.”

The air crackled with anticipation as they confronted the looming figure of The Reaper. In a secluded clearing, The Reaper's sinister presence was palpable. His eyes glinted with a malevolent gleam as he regarded Lin, Hunter's dad, and mom. The pack members observed from a distance, their anxiety evident in hushed conversations and furtive glances. Lin took a deep breath and addressed The Reaper, her voice unwavering. "We need answers. What have you done with Hunter, and why are you manipulating the pack?" The Reaper, shrouded in dark energy, chuckled ominously. "Ah, Lin, always the curious one. Hunter is safe... for now. As for the pack, I merely offer guidance. A wise alpha should welcome