Geno X Reaper Novels & Stories

“Kill them!” The first wave of Reapers pulled wildly at the vines trying to free their legs, but it was taking time. Harrison took the opportunity and continued firing, hitting the Reapers in the face and neck. They swatted at the bullets like flies, but the shots were slowing them down. Aurora stood up and took an arrow from her quiver. She let out a breath and slowly stretched it back in a bow that had been her mother’s - the string made from the dried sinew of a fallen brown bear and the bow carved from an old oak tree. Slowly and carefully she closed her fingers around the wood. Her blood pulsed with the power of her ancestors as she counted to three and released the arrow. It peeled thr

For a month I didn't continue the hunt. I used a month to polish up KWE organization. With our numbers totaling up to four thousand, I had to place them into various groups or sectors. Hollow Reaper led the Tech sector. Lord Keal, Kim Demon and Death Vector led the gunslinger group, Starlet led the swordsman group, while my dear Elixir and her small group was placed in the Spy/Assassination sector.

Not everyone in this room trusted him. “I’m Zen. No family name, I cut all connections with them. My family now consist of Big brother Wind and big sister Sasha. My speciality is something different from everyone. I’ve never killed before and honestly, I wish for as little meaningless deaths in this game as possible. There is a way to clear this death game with as little casualties as possible. I believe we will be able to clear the VR dungeons faster than Guild Carnage can kill everyone because my special ability is the Gamer.”

There was a knock on the door, "that's Reaper. I have to go, daddy. Please give that to Jack, no one else but him. He is the only one who can help me get through this." Her dad said, “I will do that, honey.” Reaper knocked harder on the door, "I have to go before he breaks down the door, daddy." Claire leaned in and hugged her dad tight. His scent always made her feel safe. Now he could do nothing. "I love you, honey." "I love you and mommy to daddy." Claire took her gun, placed it in the back of her pants, opened the door confidently, walked right past reaper, and climbed into the car with Mr. X, "you don't listen, do you? I told you I become impatient waiting."

She was assaulted and ended up pregnant because of it. "Brenda has been so consumed by guilt that she's tried to take her life multiple times. And it's all thanks to your daughter." Pinned flat against the floor, I couldn't move an inch. All I could hear from the phone speaker was Robert's breathing, growing dangerously heavy and shallow. I thrashed wildly, desperate to claw my way back to the phone, but the guard only pressed his weight harder into my spine. I could only emit muffled, panicked cries against his palm.

The sight of him, battered and bleeding but alive, made me almost choke on my own sobs. Amory knelt beside me, clutching his stomach where blood seeped through his fingers, his face pale and weakened. Yet, when our eyes met, a glimmer of something more—hope, survival—flickered in his gaze. “It’s gone, Amory,” I repeated, my voice barely a whisper as I looked down at his wrist, confirming what my heart so desperately wanted to believe. “The death mark… it’s really gone.” My voice broke, relief flooding me as I sobbed. “It’s all over, right?”