Grim Reaper Billy Novels & Stories

I pleaded, my legs became wobbly, I prayed they wouldn’t give out. “Then why isn’t Jamie Summers on the list?” He growled. “What list?” I asked. The two guns went off, and I screamed, “No! Please don’t!” Callie started crying, the blood from the officers dripped out from a hole in their right side. They tried to scream but it looked like their mouths were sealed shut. “The list! The list holds the names of those that the reapers are sent out to collect. You must be on that list, but under which name, girl?”

“You stole her breath. Now, I take yours.” In a flash, the Reaper closed the distance. One cold hand touched Clark’s chest. Clark gasped. He tried to scream, but no sound came out. His body jerked once—twice—and then fell to the floor, lifeless. Silence. The Reaper turned to me. Blood rushed in my ears, too loud to hear whatever he said—if he said anything at all. My body gave in to the darkness. And I collapsed. Cullen’s POV The man’s body dropped like a stone. Soul ripped. Breath silenced.

he said, his voice low, a rough rasp of calm. Reaper stepped inside, the hallway light casting him in long, intimidating shadows that stretched across the floor. His leather cut hung open over a black shirt, and his dark jeans were grease-stained, familiar signs of his world. There was something off in his posture—shoulders tense, but not in that calculated, ready-to-fight way. This was something else. Worn. Like he carried a weight no one else saw. He glanced at the untouched sandwich on the small table by the window. “You planning on starving yourself?”

I saw with my eyes wide open as pale in bloom and did recognise of what is written and what is foretold. Billy was speaking while a group of men heard his voice and went to listen with their eyes amazed and mouth wide open. ‘Who did you see?’ random crowd inquired Billy raised his head and with a look made of all sweet accord answered. ‘I sight the Wolve price.’ His voice in awe and dismay he continued. ‘He had saved me from a trench in my bewildered, a three of tattered vampires attacked in flight like a lightning strike in the glorious realm of the blue....sky’.

, my body feels too heavy *zzooommmm* Suddenly someone came out from behind, and it was carrying a Crescent Scythe as I see who it is, It is Grim Reaper! I bombarded him immediately of questions. “GRIM REAPER!!! why is my foot disappearing? it’s just 8 pm!!” “There is a huge chaos in the underworld and spirit world so I also do not know what is happening, all of us, GRIM REAPERS, are in the state of battle mode.”- Grim Reaper. unlike before he is more serious now

Billy said as he took another sip of alcohol. "This is easy to handle. I'll get a few men to avenge you," Simon said confidently. "Thanks a bunch, buddy. Everyone! Let's enjoy the fucking night! Bill's on me!" Billy cheered as he clinked his glass with Simon's. "Oh right, this is the helper I've found. The Reaper's a master of internal strength!" Billy said as he introduced The Reaper to Simon. When he heard this, The Reaper felt annoyed. What did Billy even mean? Did he want to make him a thug?

That was definitely out of the question for Billy. He finally released Xena's hand, knowing he shouldn't push his luck. "Rewards encourage motivation, don't they? Anyway, let me have a look at the corpses," Billy said, his demeanor becoming serious as he got to work. After examining several corpses, he abruptly turned around, preparing. "Well, there's nothing I can do here. Got to go." Everyone was caught off guard by his abruptness. Felix quickly blocked his path and asked, "What the hell, Billy?"

The werewolf hunter was no mere mortal. Billy had to move. With all his remaining strength, he clawed his way up a nearby ladder and out of a trapdoor that led to the roof. “Let him go,” he heard Frank Writeman shout. “We’re here for information, not vengeance.” Billy stumbled over the rooftop. Snow was falling lazily over the city, creating a light dust on everything in sight. Leaping from one rooftop to the next, Billy didn’t stop until he was sure the good doctor hadn’t followed. He hid on the other side of a ventilation shaft and slumped down, pressing his hand against the wound in his belly. His blood continued to gush through his fingers. He’d escaped Dr. Robinson only to bleed to deat

She got up instantly " Are you crazy?!" I bit down my nails. My hands tremble as I paced around " It happened so fast. I don't know if he used it or not. I was so stupid, Gosh!" I was almost in tears " What do I do please?" Bella stared at me with a look " I have some drugs with me that stop pregnancy immediately" A relief look washed all over me " Thank you" " First you need to have your bath. You smell like alcohol. " " I know "I rolled my eyes so there was no point in denying it.

Jake said in a cold pissed off tone. Billy became serious now... "I am back from the dead, Jake. And the 'wrath of god' is almost upon you!" Billy said mischievously. He didn't want to add "and those you love" so he wouldn't figure out that he knew about his girlfriend and son. He didn't want to scare away his target...and ruin his wonderful plan!. "I'll be waiting for you" Jake said and slammed the phone down. "No... I won't be waiting Billy, I'll come find you and when I do, I'll rip you apart" Jake Said, fuming... thinking out loud.