Grim Reaper Billy Novels & Stories

William said. “Change your clothes, I’ll show you something,” Billy said and left the room. They drove to a cemetery, confusing William because the place was near the mountains and far from the city. “Why did you bring me here?” William said. “Follow me,” Billy said, they got out of the car, and like a dog, William just followed Billy’s orders, walking behind him without knowing what brought them there. “Actually whose grave do you want to show me?” William said and Billy's steps stopped, right in front of two beautifully decorated graves, grass growing lushly on it and the flowers looked very fresh as if they were replaced every day.

My bag tumbled from my grasp, hitting the floor as I sank to my knees. I felt a figure hovering around me and looked up to see Billy, a cold grin spreading on his face as he pulled me closer. His garlic breath caused me to cough. “I’m sorry our deal had to end this way, but you should have given us what you owed us.” “Fuck you,” I spat on his face. “You better run because you will regret this night. I will kill you!” “How about you die first?” He snarled, punching me in the face and causing me stumble to the ground.

Billy responded, “That sounds good. You just don’t want to have to make more when you really need them. I nodded, “I agree. I will keep making more while I’m sitting then.” I continued making my spears and daggers as I watched a lot of warlocks fall into the crevasse. Dad filled it with fire for only five seconds, then mom closed it. She opened another one, not far from it, and I surrounded it with ice again. I started walking around the house and found another group starting to overpower our warriors. I raised a bunch of spears and launched them at only the eyes facing the house, then prayed that works. Less than a second later, every dark warlock in that group dropped and I missed every wa

I fought with myself not to look at him so as not to draw attention to Billy touching the smartwatch around his wrist. Daddy, are you listening? "His fucking name is Chance. Boy Wonder. Ghostblade. The legend that killed Goremaster. Do I look like I have a death wish?" JR bellowed at Billy before pressing the muzzle of the gun against my chest. "I know when I'm being stalled. Get out or she dies." "I'm so sorry, kiddo. I should have listened to you. We will find you. I love you, Olive," Billy said, a pained, panicked look on his face as he opened the door of the car.

Afraid to inquire more, she only stared at her grandmother, half hoping she’d elaborate, half wanting her to leave off there so she could be true to her conversation with Cutter and wait for him to tell her his version of his brother’s story. “Demon was named Balam, and he was something else. Shot fire from his eyes. Had a long tail like a serpent. It wasn’t the first time your grandfather had encountered him. He was alone, so no one knows for sure what happened. A team went out the next night and hunted Balam down. Leaf led it, and he was the one who sent him to the darkest pits of Hell. I always appreciated that kid, but after that day, well, he was one of my favorites—for the short time h

Merciless slaughter of our enemies…’ He, just like everyone else around him, was normal. But as this realization settled in, a darker thought crept into Rey's mind, one he couldn’t shake off. ‘… Could it be that we’re all just crazy?’ ********** ~BOOOOOOM!~ Rey watched as Billy’s Fire Magic engulfed a pack of DemiWolves that dared to approach him, turning them into ashes. The remaining monsters met Billy's merciless blade which butchered their flesh and splattered their blood.

His lips twitch, and for the first time since he started talking, his eyes gleam with something almost mischievous. I can't help but let out a shaky breath at the image, my heart heavy with both admiration and sorrow. "I wasn't thinkin' straight," Billy continues, sighing. "If I'd been sober, l'd have been smarter. Would've taken my time, cornered Marcus, killed him without anyone knowin' it was me. And Apollo? Well, he got what was comin' to him." Billy grins, though it's more bitter than anything. "I broke a few of his ribs. That'll teach him a lesson."

“Before letting hell back again in my life, before letting it destroy the most precious thing I have.” Billy's gaze while talking to Grant just came back into her mind. Before disappearing into the company’s building, Stephanie turned and saw Billy. And then she also saw her stepbrother’s face. On his lips, there was that spiteful smirk she always hated. That smirk that she saw when he was raping her, or when he was enjoying the fight between her and her father. Stephanie winced when she heard the sound of a text message on her cell phone. Certainly, it was from Billy. Well, she couldn’t keep fighting against the inevitable. At this point, the break-up was imminent.

Like hoppy. The girl wheezed, tried to crawl away, but the bonds held tightly, and her back rested against a tree trunk. Only a few steps separated the victim from the undead. The stench emanating from the Walker became unbearable. The ugly face of a ghoul with traces of earth on rotting skin was distorted by greed. Blue lips stretched out, revealing strong teeth. Someone's husband or father will bite her to death. Someone who loved, suffered, lived, but died and... was reborn into this .

I got in my fighting stance and grinned. "You're their king, you're king of them all, an actual sexy Grim Reaper," I said assuredly as I swung my scythe and began fighting with the different weapon equipped reapers. I didn't want to kill them, only wished for them to back off. I tucked my scythe underneath my arm and waved a binding spell, wrapping three of the attackers into my golden binds. Ellis had his two back up against the building's wall. I glanced at him and he said he couldn't kill them for doing their job. I narrowed my eyes gazing over my captured reapers. "Why are you trying to reap him? He's like you, a reaper and it's against our rules to reap each other," I growled angrily.