Demon Reapers Novels & Stories

Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and their movements were swift, almost too fast to track. The air crackled with energy as the newcomers launched their attack. The demon forces, though vast and well-prepared, were thrown into disarray as the eight demons tore through their ranks with ruthless efficiency. The palace, once a symbol of vampire power, was transformed into a battlefield of chaos and bloodshed.

The demon saw the shadow of the reaper himself waiting patiently to claim their souls for the afterlife. There was once an unspoken war all in an effort to kill him but the gods failed and were nearly wiped out if it wasn't for Faith's intervention. In turn, the surviving gods made an ancient law known across creation to never anger or steal from the Demon of all realms shall suffer ruination. The reaper immediately left knowing that the Demon was watching him, not even death himself would dare to suffer his wrath. With the reaper gone, The demon looked to his left seeing Aisha the mage adept and to her side is her sister by name and best friend Yuuno the Priestess.

Samson inhaled sharply and eyed him strangely. "I did it as a show of my love for him, unfortunately he destroyed that by doing what he did," he mumbled softly. I eyed them both in utter confusion. Samson saw and sighed. "When lower demon documents are destroyed the demon no longer exists and won't regenerate in hell, so Dane's gone forever now," he explained and I looked at Mortas sadly. "We need to lock Samson's documents up in a fireproof safe immediately," I mumble frantically. Mortas jumped out of bed and looked at us both.

The man fell to the ground, screaming in pain while Ares just rolled his eyes and threw the eyeball on the ground and stomped on it because squatting in front of the man. He grabbed the man by the hair and lifted his head up so they were eye leveled. “I told you I don’t do second chances but you are someone I’ve known for so long so I don’t want to kill you off just like that but if you don’t find a way to get me rid of this demon the next time we meet, I won’t just be taking away your other eye but also your life. Got that?” He pushed the man to the ground as he stood up then turned to Cornelius with a groan.

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

I can smell it. "Jessy" Damion called weakly. "I told you not to come. Didn't you get my message? This people ain't normal werewolves. They have real demon in them" I sniffed looking at him. My tears wouldn't stop flowing. This is my worse fear and I can't lose two family in weeks to the same people. My heart can't take it. I might be a warrior, I have weakness and that's my family. "Are you alright?" Damion asked.

The other had eyes like still water. Eventually, the younger man stormed off. The other turned toward me. "Human," he said. "How are you?" I swallowed hard. "Who are you? Where am I?" "The underworld. The land of the dead." "Am I in hell?" He didn’t answer right away. "You’re not going anywhere. You ended your life before your time," he said. "Then why am I still here?" "Because of me," he replied. "You were meant to vanish, but I intervened. I’m giving you a second chance. You’ll return to the human world as a soul reaper."

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

They look very young but she was old, very old. I stared at Andrew and Lucien and noticed the same thing. It then dawned on me what they were. They were no witches but demons that hunt down witches to get more powers. They must have killed alot of them for them to look this young in flesh. They must be around a thousands years or more... Where does this information comes from. I barely know what I am and I know a lot about demons and witches already. "Pretty one, are you with us?" she touched my hand at the process and I cringed accompanied with a strange feeling knocking me out completely.

His cold eyes, grinning lips, his presence screamed nothing but death. The demon growled. I scanned the place and all I see was thick smoke and it was stopping me. “Are you really going to do this the hard way?” A female reaper appeared beside him. “Why don’t you just let a sealer do her job?” She shook her head. They didn’t look like they could see me. “Mind your business.” He clicked his tongue and ran rapidly toward the demon. He leaped high and swung his scythe onward from behind slicing the demon vertically into half. He landed on his feet. He put his scythe over his shoulder, turned around, and walked away. The female reaper shrugged and followed him.