Grim Reaper Demon Novels & Stories

"I imagine so. Which is not good." "Is he the Demon Dax mentioned he hated?" I ask. I want to believe that this man, Keo, who Oliver told me about, was some fictitious over-exaggeration of what a Demon is believed to be. "He is. He's not like most Demon's, killing without mercy, and on an impossibly large scale," Kastriv explains, confirming my worst fears. He is real. Kastriv himself has seen him in person. How horrifying. "He's a murderer?"

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.

I blurted out the question. I noticed that his smile faltered. "Ethan Grant." He responded grimly before he turned away to look in front. "Ethan is the biggest douchebag in this college. He thinks he owns the place because his dad's the Dean. He likes to beat people up for fun." Skylar put in bitterly. I could feel my face contorting in disgust. What kind of a creep beat people up for fun? Maybe I could teach him a lesson or two. ************* "Hey Verena, wait up!" I heard Skylar's breathless voice call out from behind.

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

STR-186 DEF-155 DEX-31 Speed-56 AGI-56 Mana-150 INT-30 [Skills- Perception(Mystic) Fire Art( Unique) Dark Vision(R) Dual Blade Mastery(Unique) Demise(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Feral Lunge(Mystic) Hunger For Blood(Unique) Recharge(Mystic)] [A Creature created during the failed attempt to recreate human genes, The Capra demon is a monster that is relentless in its pursuit and feral in its attacks. Resembling a large humanoid with a goat's head] Oh yeah, this is cool and all, but why are you guys looking so scary? Do you have a goat skull head? There is another summon with a creepy giant head that smiles creepily! I see you also received the fire element h

He ran very fast, his sense of smell was so sharp he smelled Ardina's presence. "Damn, it turns out that that bastard devil has found that wayward spirit?" said the angel willing in between his faster steps. He was able to see the state of spirits when they were in danger like Ardina was currently. For him, Ardina was in a dangerous state. Because that demon had found Ardina. And he had to quickly block the demon and take Ardina away from the demon. "Don't touch that soul, the bastard creature." The grim reaper screamed at the demon in front of Ardina. Instantly, Ardina and the devil turned towards the thunderous voice. **** To Be Continued…

Some of them holds axe and soke holds spears. A hord of low ranked demons are already free and has entered the outermost layer of the Earth. Each of them roared upon seeing a dozen of grik reapers waiting for them, to assassinate them. They charged all at once and so did the grim reapers. Azrael summoned his shield and sword and dove into the ocean of demons. Due to his blessed weapons, whoever he cuts turns into golden dust which will definitely contribute to nature in the future. Half of the grim reapers shifted into using bow and arrow to kill the demons in order to watch the backs of those who chose their very own scythe and close combat fighters.

His cold eyes, grinning lips, his presence screamed nothing but death. The demon growled. I scanned the place and all I see was thick smoke and it was stopping me. “Are you really going to do this the hard way?” A female reaper appeared beside him. “Why don’t you just let a sealer do her job?” She shook her head. They didn’t look like they could see me. “Mind your business.” He clicked his tongue and ran rapidly toward the demon. He leaped high and swung his scythe onward from behind slicing the demon vertically into half. He landed on his feet. He put his scythe over his shoulder, turned around, and walked away. The female reaper shrugged and followed him.

“He was a lousy match, anyways. Tall, dark and dangerous is more your style. Say, how about I set you up with one of my friends-” “I'll pass.” “Your loss. Demons are masters of sin, especially when it's between the bedsheets-” “I'll pass.” “Right. Well, I'm starving, and you didn't touch Damien's food. How about we split a pizza? Reaping always makes me hungry.” “You're paying, Corpseboy.”

“Are you sure he is not watching us right now?” “He is not,” I said, although it felt wrong somehow to be so sure about it. Because, what if he was watching us? Demian could be anywhere. He could walk alongside you without you knowing anything about it. You could not hear him. Demian walked silently. Sometimes it was like he did not even breathe. It was creepy, but also admirable. He was like a ghost. That was why he was called the Grim Reaper. You could not hear the grim reaper. The grim reaper left death in his awake, just like Demian did. Demian killed and stalked and killed. That was his job. And he did that very well. “We should not meet so often,” Rose said. “I don’t trust Demian. He i