Grim Reaper Holding Hourglass Novels & Stories

“You think I want this? Do you think I want to be with a woman whose pack killed my mother and my mate? To be with a weak omega. If I could have my way I would kill you and drink on your grave for what your pack did to my mate, my father, my mother. I would love to watch you burn” he shouts at my face, his eyes red with anger. I walk towards him closing the gap between us “Then kill me, let me die!” I plead. He scoffs and rakes his white short hair with his hands. He turns to me and grabs my chin. “Do I have to imprint it on your head? You do not get to die after what you and your pack did to me. You don't get to end it and leave me in this mystery. You are my mate Olivia, my second ch

Sold like a circus animal. Collared, forced into misery and self-hatred. With a single blow, she hopes to change her life, only to find herself trapped again. Ocean has no idea what freedom means, but she desires nothing more than a taste of it. The secrets hidden from her will unfold before her eyes, no one can escape the truth. ~~~ The book excerpt: "Here, I have a key to your heart," I left the key in my palm, metal, and skin together. I stumbled upon the ancient artwork in the locker rooms. It caught my attention because it resembles a dagger, so I took it and waited for the perfect opportunity. "Silly girl, that is not the key to my heart. Pathetic attempt." Vladimir growls in disg

DEATH GETS A LOVE LIFE. "I accept," I say all at once and then lower my eyes shyly. "If you think my human body can serve as a substitute for her and fill your hunger, I'm willing to take that chance." The feeling that I recognize in his eyes is one of shock and even fear, as though he hadn't expected at all that I'd agree. "Let's do it," I whisper across the gap between us. **** When metalhead Janet Buenviaje dies in a diving accident, she falls into an underworld prison where the only way out is through an eccentric reaper named Septimus Rex. As monarch of Soul City, Septimus Rex leads an army of supernatural Ravens tasked with the deportation of overstaying souls fro

“I’m the king within these four walls, Nyx. And if I decide that I want you naked and crawling to me, that. Is. Exactly. What. You. Will. Do.” Nyx Uren, the only daughter and child of Alpha Vahe, has a secret. A secret that could ruin her entire life and make their position in the supernatural world face a downward slide. A secret that her family had done well to keep for the past one year.... But now that she is in the four walls of the Galine Academy, with a vengeful alpha intent on making her life hell and the entire school body’s eyes on her. Would Nyx be able to pull off her first year without exposing her darkest secret? And what happens when there is an even greater secre

He murdered her father. Now he must marry her to keep her alive. Isabella Moretti lived as an ordinary artist in a quiet coastal town until the night masked men dragged her from her bed and delivered her to the most feared man in the underworld: Damien Voss "The Reaper", the rival don widely suspected of ordering her father’s assassination. Cold, calculating, and brutally possessive, Damien sees her only as leverage: a hidden pawn to control her father’s crumbling empire and crush any challengers but Isabella refuses to be caged. Beneath her innocent facade lies a sharp mind and a growing hunger for power. As deadly secrets surface: her father’s monstrous betrayals, enemies within both fa

For centuries the Varkas and the Moon Reapers have spilled each other's blood beneath every full moon that they clash. Wolves call them butchers. Reapers call them beasts. Both call the other enemy. Then the Grand Council speaks a prophecy no one dares defy: only the union of a Varkas daughter and a Moon Reaper's son will stop the bloodshed and unite the families for once and for all. One marriage. One chance for peace. Aurora Varkas was never meant to wear the bridal dress. Born of her mother's betrayal, unable to shift, stripped of the sacred gifts that mark true Varkas blood, she has lived as an outcast in her own home. When her stepmother shoves her forward as the "true" bride to spar

“I wish I had not met you once more” After the tragic death of his fiancee, Cullen Anderson raged a war against death that sent him to the underworld, where the Daimons lived. Cullen found favor in the eyes of Thanatos, the god of peaceful death and made him a grim Reaper as his punishment and his second chance. If he fails, his soul will vanish forever. One hundred souls to go, and mission accomplished, but then he encountered Paige, a Filipino-British model. She is the reincarnation of Cullen’s fiancée, Amari, who was brutally killed almost ten decades ago. She was reborn to torment Cullen’s soul once more. One of the Daimons wanted to erase Cullen in eternity forever

I woke up as the Villainess, but instead of a halo, I got a Scythe. However, my power has attracted the world's most dangerous monsters: A possessive Werewolf, a bloodthirsty Vampire, a Tentacle-wielding Professor, and a Biblically Accurate Angel with a thousand eyes. They think I'm their prey to be tamed, but they forgot one thing: I am Death itself.

He bought her with blood money. She came with secrets that could start a war. JAX "REAPER" is the kind of man mothers warn their daughters about.President of the ruthless Blackfangs MC, he rules the streets with iron fists and brutal retribution. His bike is his freedom. His daughter is his soul. And love? That died the day he buried his wife.So when a desperate gambler offers him a woman as collateral for a debt, Jax doesn’t want complications.But then he sees her . SARAH LANGSTON is silence wrapped in bruises. A ghost in her own skin. She doesn’t flinch—she freezes. Doesn’t beg—just obeys . But her eyes tell a story too broken to speak.Jax takes the deal.What starts as a cold tran

"Please, help me." I begged the male nurse.He stood there with my baby in his arms. His eyes stayed glued to mines, his mouth not moving an inch to make words or form a sentence. He walked over to me and handed my baby boy in my arms. "I can't help you." He said.Once I grabbed my son from him, he walked to the room door. "Why won't you help me?!" I shouted.The nurse stopped by the door before his head turned to the left. With my son in.my right arm, I used my left to climb out of bed and slowly as I could. Placing both my feet on the ground, I was able to stand up and walk to the nurse."Why won't you help me?" I asked him, tears pouring down my face. He turned back to the front and sighed."H