Ghost: Grim Reaper Novels & Stories

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

It made Lisa feel good because it meant that her efforts were not going to waste. Lisa was a grim reaper or angel of death or a shinigami, every culture had a different name for beings like her. She was responsible for guiding discorporate souls, helping them accept death so they could move on to the other side. Whenever someone died in her district she would get an assignment or a prerogative as it was called in the business. Zadkiel was an archangel and her boss; he oversaw her work and that of 25 other reapers that worked in his province.

Pale eyes, unreadable, but his gaze landed on Rhett like a hammer. “Leave him,” Ghost said to Grim, his voice gravel-deep. “This isn’t your lesson to teach.” Grim studied them both for a long beat, then gave a sharp nod and left, the door shutting behind him. Ghost stepped in, lighting a cigarette, the smoke curling in the dim light. “You killed him,” Ghost said simply. Not a question. A fact. Rhett didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. Ghost exhaled smoke, his gaze unwavering. “I told you — once you take a life, it leaves a mark. You thought you could hide it from her, but you can’t. The broken ones? They see it clearer than anyone.”

Third person's pov A normal witch's soul couldn't be in another dimension while his body was in another, it could be escorted by grim reapers who would think the soul was dead. But that is the thing with black witches and astral projecting. Their souls were already dark. The grim reaper wouldn't notice if it was a lost soul or not. It was why Erebus still sat with Kallum who took small sips from his glass. “Leave us.” Kallum turned to Lila.

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

"You're scum, Grayson. A cold, heartless bastard. My sister gave you everything, and you gave her nothing. You and that woman will get what's coming to you. Mark my words." When Liam finally exhausted himself, he let Grayson fall to the floor and stormed out, leaving him crumpled and sobbing like a broken man. Later, Liam oversaw my cremation himself. Grayson, hollow-eyed and silent, trailed behind, watching as the flames consumed what remained of me. When it was over, he tried to take my ashes, but Liam stood in his way.

"Hey! Don't even bother; you'll be kept here forever... Slowly and in a silent way you'll stop moving and drifting to your death. Yes! You are heading straight to your doom. That's right; you need to know what's about to happen to you. You'll be slowly immersed into a cold, liquid state from which you won't be able to move from. Your body will stop fighting and will finally accept death. Yes, death! Now take in this feeling and be ready for it, you pervert!" His frightening voice echoed as it penetrated my mind, accompanied with a resounding slap. It made me want to scream out, but to my surprise, I stayed calm. It felt like a horrible dream, I thought. This is the afterlife, I have to be re

He said while moving towards me , i started moving backwards because i didn't want him to get too close to me. "What do you want from me ?" I asked. "Wow nice question, i just want to replace you" he said and then he disappeared, i looked around but i didn't see him, i remembered that Mr Franklin said he was a ghost. "But why me?" I asked, although he was not visible but i knew he was around. "Because i am you" he said and appeared in my back. "I swear to God i will shut you off" i said in anger. "Are you crazy , you can't kill a ghost boy!" He yelled and laughed.

we kept on repeating this words until the germ starter vibrating as it slowly levitate . our chanting pitch grew high and the germ exploded sending out an unusual mass energy which knocked everyone away .I groan and manage to get back on my feet ,I took a glance at the circle and behold they stood a figure dressed on black cloak .his face was covered with a hoodies and on his chest was the green eye,his sharp grim reaper scythe was beside him .wait he's a freaking grim reaper now this is sweet . " why did you set me free " was the first word he said and damn his voice sounded rough and old ...

The grange was too vast for her to clean all by herself. Owino and Melina arrived. Their car honked its horns to alarm them of their arrival, Amanda swifter to go open the door for them. She was weak from all the enervation, she did not get a fortuitous to eat during the day, she leaned towards the gate after opening for them, her legs were shaking, her body was getting pale, her stomach grumbled out loud, she held her forehead showing her tiredness. Owino noticed her sudden struggle through the side mirror, he quickly rushed out and held her just on time before she fell down.