Draw Reaper Novels & Stories

Kaelion stood beside them, his cloak billowing despite the still air, his gaze fixed on the horizon. “They’re close,” he said. Aria nodded. “I feel them.” The Reapers. She didn’t know how many. She didn’t know what they wanted. But she knew they weren’t here to talk. Her mark flared. Kaelion stepped forward, his body tense, his voice low. “Stay behind me.” Aria didn’t argue. She didn’t want to. — The first Reaper emerged from the mist like a blade drawn from shadow. Tall. Cloaked. Masked. His armor shimmered with runes that pulsed in rhythm with the ley lines. His eyes glowed faintly—not silver like Kaelion’s, but red. Cold. Final.

Could it be? He let go of the woman and rushed to the man face down on the ground with an arrow sticking out of him. Two other large warriors lay crumpled beside him. Each of them seemed to have one of his arms, as if they had been dragging him. The woman fell to her knees beside the prone figure. "Brandur, min kjære, vær så snill å åpne øynene dine. Snakk til meg. (Brandur, my love, please open your eyes. Speak to me.)" The woman's voice caught on a sob as she stroked the man's bloody head.

Elias whispered, “Don’t act yet—” But Sheraphina stepped forward, voice sharper than any knife. “You said you wanted leverage?” Her tone was icily calm. “Well, learn something important, Riker.” She stopped at the center of the open space. “I’m not leverage. I’m the detonator.” Riker stiffened, thrown off. Before he can react— Sheraphina kicked a fallen metal pipe across the floor. It hit a stack of crates positioned at a diagonal— Crates Elias’s men intentionally placed earlier when scouting ahead.

Listening carefully to his heartbeat and if it goes irregular, I should check him. "Did you listen to that? My heart is beating frantically for you." The man that I'm checking is making an irrelevant comment. "Where are you hurt?" I ignored his previous statement and focused on the pain. "My face is burning because of your beauty." He smirked, and I rolled my eyes, he's cute but not my style and by the way, I'm taken. "Let's just heal your face quickly." I said taking a deep sigh and focused on his face that Rhyker damaged. The green light came out of my hands as I held toward his face, and then magically his face started to regrow nicely.

Greg threw at him. "You see why I didn't want to talk about it? Look at people I call my friends, they can't even stand by me when I need them the most! Excuse me, I'm going first!" Tyler stalled away. He didn't mind his friends who were still looking at him as if he just peed on his pants and got into his car, then sped off. He won't go home, a long drive to clear his head is all he needed. *** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots.

tall figure, all four of them hold those two injured men’s from their both hands, it was dark outside but there were many street light which were giving me clear view of that tall figure who stood above them, he was around 6’feet tall, with broad and muscular shoulder, I can clearly tell that by looking at muscles that were popping out of his short sleeve black cotton fitted shirt, his caramel tanned skin was complimenting his shirt color, he had shoulder length dark brownish black hairs which were loosely gelled, from side I could see he had a very sharp jaw line with thick beard and moustache, he was wearing deep blue colored denim and a Mojdi beneath that (Traditional Indian foot wear) j

I then stood up as I felt that his healing power was slow. I grabbed the reaper's blade again and put the blade on his throat. He started laughing hysterically as he saw the blade. "You can not scare me with these toys, Eve. I had seen these centuries ago. They can not hurt me." He said with a satisfied smile on his face. I gritted my teeth and knelt down on the ground. I pulled out the dagger of Eve from my cape and he went all pale. I cut his left hand with the dagger and he screamed loudly in pain.

But before he could complete his sentence, his eyes widened in horror. Dabria had stabbed his dark soul with the dagger of Eve. Dabria pulled the dagger out and stepped away from him. Dark flames engulfed Adrian's dark soul. His horrified screams shook the Karts pack lands. "You forgot again that I am not just a vampire. I am a reaper vampire hybrid. And as a reaper, I can kill you with whatever weapon I possess." Dabria finally answered the question Adrian asked her right before his soul was completely burnt.

refrigerator helplessly watching all this with a panicked expression. Valeria spoke terrified; and Olegario Rey tried to get into the terrifying nightmare without stopping to look enraptured, the sensual forms of that reincarnated Venus. "I could clearly see with my own eyes how that monster was gulping me down," she added, and asked, "Isn't that terrifying, Olegario?" -Remember that it was only a dream. A dream, remember it! –replied Rey to reassure her– However, I want to ask you a routine question: could you identify the cannibal? "Impossible," Valeria responded dryly. -Because impossible? King asked. "An iron mask covered his face," he noted with a pathetic expression. Do you remember a

"The First Reaper." A massive shadow fell over the forest. A giant machine, shaped like a headless man with six arms, dropped from the sky. Each of its hands held a sword of black fire. It didn't speak. it just began to walk toward us, crushing the silver trees under its heavy feet. "Protect the Sovereign!" one of the survivors yelled, drawing a silver blade. The forest turned into a battlefield in seconds. The survivors charged at the Reaper, but they were swatted away like flies. The black fire swords cut through everything. I saw a girl with golden wings get sliced midair, her body vanishing into ash before she hit the ground.