Draw Reaper Novels & Stories

I kick her in the chest the lob her head off with my blade. Reaper shifts back into his cat hellhound hybrid as he takes on anyone that dares to come at me from the right. Blaze has rejoined the melee and taken up the spot to my left between me and Bonez.

REBORNED EPISODE Nine Deirdre POV Splash! I splashed some water on the so called crypto and he gasped. He slowly raised his head up and struggled against the ropes that are around him while sitting on a chair. He squint his eyes at the tiny bulb hanging above his head. “Somebody, help! Is someone here?! Where are I?!” He finally had the strength to open his mouth after trembling like someone being drenched at the club. He is probably like that because a gun wasn’t placed against his thigh.

Nothing face but common clotihing and materials so far. The dark blue vest and black pants were something he made during his second reincarnation. No matter what, Reap was told to always put some away for rewards to retrieve. The smooth texture of the Black Abyss Bat wings, made it possible to sleep in any type of terrain without a problem. Reap System: This place is odd. Several locations match other realms we have been to. But a lot of time has passed however in those locations. You need to travel further out so I can add more samples to figure things out.

I bend down her level and smiled at her, “hi baby.” She blushed and gave me a rose that was hid behind her back, “Aww... thank you. What is your name?” I kissed her cheek and she shyly hugged me. “Rhea. But the flower is not from me.” I looked at her confused. “Then who?” she pointed outside to a man standing near a bike. He looked around my age and he looked handsome in his mauve shirt and pants. He gave me a wink making me blush and called me over. I hesitated for a minute and looked at the others who were busy with different chocolates, my eyes stopped for a second on Sean who was not even looking at me.

end of his POV Mia's POV That dark side of mine was ready to be harnessed. I've waited on and growing impatient. It's dusk already and the moon was going to come out soon. A Human repeller like me surely have a dark side. The light side keeps me sane while the dark side wants me to go berserk and berserk I will go. Once I've killed Tartal, I will save my brother.

He's practically the devil,' I said to myself, knowing that I was trapped there forever. 'Goddess, what kind of life is this that you've planned for me?' I pleaded with her. The skies outside started to darken and thunder rumbled in the distance. It wasn't coincidental, it was symbolic. "How ironic. Thunder, lighting and heavy rainfall rolls right about when the Night Reaper loses his temper and attacks one of his own men. He has never and will never know what it means to be human. Cassian Grant is nothing else but the Night Reaper. A ruthless and murderous Alpha who lost his humanity ages ago."

The fabric clung to her like a second skin, her nipples faintly visible in the cool air. The crowd’s energy surged as the next fighter entered the ring. Riven Kane. They called him the Reaper—six-foot-five of corded muscle, scarred knuckles, and cold, emerald-green eyes that had ended more careers than most men had hot meals. His bare chest gleamed under the lights, intricate tattoos of ravens and thorns snaking over his shoulders and down his arms. He moved like a predator, calm and lethal, ignoring the cheers as if they were background noise.

I reopened them to hear Connor and to find myself in his arms. He gave Kara a deadly look before fleeing with me into the woods. A few minutes later, after Connor put me down, Kara caught up with us. I hide behind his back for safety. “How can you risk the lives of your pack for a feeble human?” Kara protested angrily, and her eyes started to glow in a dimmer yellow compared to Connor’s. “You have to kill me first to kill her." Sharp claws emerged from Connor's fingers. I looked at Connor's face from the side with great admiration that he was not only willing to fight a close relative for me, but also risk his life as well.

From the corner of my eye, I spied Nora and Asher had joined the scene and together we fought off the rogues and when it was painfully obvious to them they couldn't win against us, they began to retreat with Scarlett's body but they didn't get too far as Jax jumped onto one of the rogues who had been trying to drag Scarlett and pinned him to the floor. The rogue struggled underneath me as my nails dug into its flesh and Jax let out one last howl into the night before he sank his canines into the rogue's neck. I relished the sight of life living the rogue's eyes and when I was sure he was dead, I retracted my canines and leaned away from him. "Scarlett?" Nora cried out as she had changed back

Cillian’s lips curled back to reveal sharp, bloody canines. “I was so hoping we’d get to this part . . . ” he said, wiping his mirth-streaked eyes. His giggles erupted into loud, manic laughter, and the Reapers behind our seats raised their blades. Before the one behind me could stab down, I pulled the revolver from my pocket, pointed up at the Reaper’s jaw, and fired. The Reaper fell as the bullet blasted through its head, but no blood sprayed from the wound—only a cloud of dust. The skull mask wasn’t a mask at all. It was its face!