Ghost: Grim Reaper Novels & Stories

She said and the stairs soon disappeared. "Did you write the time?" Fate asked. "Oh! I forgot! Pen, pen-" "Leave it now, you write that before you take them to the stairs of mercopolaseé" Fate looked into her book "Too bad, his soul won't get the peace it needs." "What do you mean?" "He'll probably become a haunting spirit now." Fate wrote something in her book. "I didn't know that- Can we-" "Nah! We can't help it. Grim reapers fight the spirits. You've just increased work for other people" Fate closed her book.

Loralie whispered, “with the silver eyes and that whole ‘I’ve seen your death’ vibe? Silas Grimm. His family runs the reaper line. Literal emissaries of death. Half-reaper, half-shadow. No one knows his age. Death incarnate in a hoodie. Don't touch him unless you're into soul dismemberment.” Silas Grimm. He was... eerily mesmerizing. His skin shimmered faintly in the dim light—like smoke trapped under glass. Veins lit up in eerie blue pulses beneath his sleeves. His eyes were pale, almost white, but not lifeless. They glowed. Watching me like he’d already carved my expiration date into a tombstone. He didn’t blink. I shifted, spine tightening.

Anita called Andrea's attention and questioned her, " I told you about this earlier. Are you able to find out who is behind it? And what is that creature? The two times I have encountered it, I realized it just want my soul." Andrea took out her wand and waved it. Her eyes flickered, but she shook her head negatively. " I haven't gotten the culprit. But you have to take me to Crescent Fierce Moon Pack, maybe I can find out who is really behind it once I get to that room. And about the creature, it's a grim reaper. They are creatures that collect souls from the dead or people that are close to dying. They help those collected souls to cross to the aimed place ,or to the forgotten realm, or re

It was a wooden scythe with a u-shaped moon. He’s a– “Grim reaper,” I mumbled. “You’re a grim reaper?” With wide eyes, I took two steps backward. “I sure am.” He grinned more seeing my reaction. I looked at him from head to toe. “You don’t look like one though. Grim reapers usually blend in with the mormians making it easy for them to catch evil spirits.” He gave me a stern look. “It’s because I’m born to stand out.” He stared back to the road and put his hands in his pockets. “Besides, no evil spirit can escape Grip,” he boastfully added.

the mysterious being said to me in a forbidding whisper-like voice. “Wh-who are you,” I asked with fear lacing my words. The mysterious being slowly turned towards me and with a sarcastic smirk he replied, "I am a shell of the God I once was, my dear Gia. I have had many names, Hel, La Muerte, Shinigami, Psychopomp, and Thanatos. Many in North America know me as the Grim Reaper or just plain Death for short. In this moment, and under this demon’s rule, I am Thanatos.

Lucas looked at me like I was deranged. "I really don't know. " I defended myself. I just became a wandering ghost just a few weeks ago. I am not knowledgeable in the world of dead. "Grim reapers don't age, they are like us. They have a long life span. I don't know how they become grim reapers but I know is that some of them lived like a living being. They eat, sleep, and work like normal people. So I guessed they have to follow living being's nature and adapt in human society."

Raven said. It walked out of that portal and it raised its scythe, and like a magnet, it absorbed the ghost. The ghost fights hard so that it will not absorb by the invisible force. A grim reaper moved its scythe again and dropped its tip to the floor and it made a strange sound. The ghost did nothing, so the scythe completely sucked it and the grim reaper waved its hand, and the portal gradually close. “I hate this feeling ... it’s so scary..” Damon said.

And I put down the blower and sat on the bed. "That is a story of two spirit Guardians. Guardian Angel and grim Reaper. And because of an accident they become human, they are both male. The guardian angel become a famous doctor, because of his healing capabilities while the grim reaper is a famous writer since he has so many witnesses on the death hours of the people.

Skylar shivered, thinking back to how the voices echoed forcefully in her head. "Those are lost souls" She answered but continued when Skylar raised an eyebrow. "Ghost has no purpose but to haunt while lost souls are struck between the dead and the living, their bodies are either dead or alive while their spirit goes around, searching for their bodies, they feel tormented till they do so" She explained, looking around. "So, I still do not wish to encounter anything dead, I suggest we start moving if we do not want to be among them" "We are to walk to the deepest part of the forest, call for her and she will come to us" Skylar nodded and started moving, with Shailyn holding onto her arm like

The young reaper did as he asked. As I held her at gunpoint, Griff approached the old woman’s dead body and placed a hand on her shoulder. By now, Fenrir had perfected the way we could extract souls. Since Griff and I carried his mark, we only needed to touch the dead body of a wolf, and their spirit would enter one of our crystals. “Did you send him to Hell?” the reaper asked, her voice trembling. I shook my head. “He’ll be somewhere in the middle of the Gobi desert. You guys can use your scythes to fly, right?”