Grim Reaper Demon Novels & Stories

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. I could not help but notice your struggle to escape from these chains,” he said with a terrifying smile that exposed his sharp teeth to me. He then reached his boney, pale, and long hand to me as a gesture of courtesy. “I mean you no disrespect, but I don’t want to die just yet,” I said while staring at his hand. Thanatos' eyes seemed to sharpen a

He added. "Does that mean you are a Tribrid??" I asked. "No, I'm not part Demon, I only have Demon blood," he replied and I nodded, but that still had to make him something like a Werewolf-Vampire Hybrid with Demon blood. "I'm a Reaper."

girl:- don't tell me you are going be soldiers and die for your country. demon:- no I have a plan for grand death, what you ask for, from this shrine. girl:- I ask, it's embracing, it's your happiness, and I am a rider so my protection from accidents and It's working for me, do you feel light when your father died, or did you cry for him? demon:- I was sad and cried hard, because after all this I can never be free, from suffering, I am confused, one part wants to die, the other part wants to give me another chance, and the other is so scared to live and he finds no meaning in living.

It was concentrated, aware, almost like a living, disembodied force. Cutter knew this sensation having experienced it once before when he’d been stalked by a full-fledged demon. Though Reapers were offspring of demons and humans, they were not as powerful as their forefathers. Where a Reaper might escape when engaged by a Keeper, seldom could one battle against the powers wielded by Keepers successfully enough to overcome the assault. A demon, on the other hand, could easily destroy Keepers by the dozen with little to no effort. Memories of his own situation sent shivers down his spine. If it hadn’t been for the help of an Arch, he likely wouldn’t have survived the plans designed to destroy

"Not if I reap them first, this world is mine, demon! And you soon will bow to me." *Fear the Reaper, for I am he. I am justice and rebirth; I am the end.

Death conjured his scythe and started following the trail of bodies he was sure would lead him to Oliver. Oliver and two female grim were back-to-back. Oliver was holding a spear, summoning walls to stop any attacks. One of the female grim with short red hair was panting, clearly mana depleted. The other had short brown hair that was covered in blood. She was holding two curved swords and clearly shaking from blood loss. Oliver noticed Death and covered his team in a stone dome that he started to move. The demons were swarming around on the ground and air. The aerial ones tried firing a mix of lightning and fire at Death. He negated their magic with every swing of his scythe, causing them to

I asked Valerie. “That was a Grim demon. They are a type of Abyss demon created when werewolves or humans experience great pain before they die. Their restless souls wander around for a while and soon become corrupted, then merge together at a center to become... that thing you saw. Depending on the number of people that died, there could be hundreds in this forest,” Valerie said. “No! You can't be serious,“ I said, tears gathering in my eyes. “How did you find it anyway?” Marie asked.

His shadow crept over me and I shut my eyes. "Don't be nice to me," I rasped. "Be evil. Give me a reason strong enough to keep hating you." I felt his hands caressing my face. He tucked a stray of my hair behind my ears and raised my chin up. I kept my eyes shut. A tiny voice in my head was screaming at me. No. Don't look at him. Don't look into those crimson red eyes. He's a devil. He'll burn your soul. Remember what he's done. He's the Grim reaper. He stole the lives of your family as well as countless innocent lives.

atory, a chamber of torment, she sent his soul. These were the acts that went on amongst the mid chapters of the Uprise of hell. At some point Lilith saw that John and the others played stubbornly to succumb to her because she needed the power of John to conquer Lucifer. So Lilitth sent the demon of death, The Grim Reaper to haunt the soul of John Ozais Screeman and bring it to hell, the reason she couldn't do it herself remains a mystery even to the narrator of The Uprise Of Hell. The attempt of the reaper was unsuccessful the first time as it caught the soul of Butt rather than that of John. The team tried their best to save Butt, rather nothing worked. To hell, they (Butt and the reaper)

I finally felt alive. “But…” He then put on a serious expression. “We found a rare chemical in your blood. “There isn’t a name for it on the market. “However, in the black market, the name of it is ‘Angel’s Kiss’.” Angel’s Kiss? It sounded beautiful, but I could not help but shiver. “It’s an experimental drug that can control someone’s nervous system. “Its main purpose is to brainwash someone. With a large dosage, the person will lose consciousness and become a puppet.