Grim Reaper Hourglass Novels & Stories

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 .

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

“In Luxiana’s room, when you opened your eyes in the waking realm before you came back here.” I said nothing. I remembered the hourglass vividly. Its sands shimmered like stardust and fell at a maddeningly slow pace, as though time itself hesitated to move forward. It had been glowing faintly that morning I awoke in her realm. “That hourglass was given to her by the Grim Reapers,” Lilith continued, her tone calm now—almost too calm. “It was her task. Her bargain.” I stared at her, the pieces in my head refusing to connect. “What bargain?”

I pushed harder, teeth gritted, tears streaming down my face. “Come on,” I whispered. “Come on—please—” The screw turned another fraction. My heart pounded. I pushed again— Footsteps. Heavy. Close. Coming straight toward my door. My blood turned to ice. “No—no—no—please—” I dropped the metal shard and scrambled backward, slipping on my own blood, hitting the wall hard enough to knock the air from my lungs. The lock clicked. The door opened. Reaper stepped inside. His eyes went straight to the drain cover on the floor.

he winks at me as we walk up to the next room. "The green door is for aftercare products. I'll be around after each time we exit the Arena, but you are welcome to come in here anytime and grab anything you need. I'll order a bunch of products every month, so they don't run out. And before you ask me- yeah, I needed those for vampire women as well, because just because we are immortal, it doesn't mean we can't hurt each other. But for now, I'll focus on anything that will be a better fit for you." Kieran pulls me into his arms, but we don't move forward. We stand in silence until curiosity gets the best of me.

It spews a cloud of noxious looking fume, making Van choke. “And as for the hourglass son, you will win a price if you beat that,” Grizzlebark added. Now what does Grizzlebark meant? He has no time for that because he is falling down. His size returns to normal as he plummets towards the ground. CRASH! His landing is nothing smooth and potentially lethal. But there is something about the flower’s fume he inhaled that kept him in one piece. “Hi,” he said to his startled friends.

A stream of green metal shards spiraled from the ceiling constructing a large mantis like monolith coated with silver and teal colored steel. ‘Your freakin kidding me,” Adrian said. The colossal robotic mantis roared to the sky, extending its pincers to the sides of the cavern. “I really hate Reapers, " Lisa said.

Ayira to become a reaper or not I scrunched my mouth and wiggled my cheeks against the hard surface under my face. I blinked my eyes and looked up and my mouth dropped open. I lifted my head and looked down at Grim. God he was beautiful. His black eyelashes were fanned across his high cheekbones. I squinted my eyes. Reapers don't sleep, I remembered. I looked down at his bare chest and swallowed seeing his ink work. Hot damn, he's covered with beautifully done tattoos. I used my index finger to trace one and hear the deep rumble of his laughter building up. I chuckled softly and looked up at his green eyes glowing brightly at me.

I wiped my tears and looked straight into her eyes. "You can take your money to hell for all I care. I will never accept it. I wish both of you rot in your grave. But before I leave, I need you to know that, it won't end here. I will come for you and your son when it is VENGEANCE HOUR, even if it will be a hundred years from now" I said with so much determination and stood up but stopped by the door of the limousine and looked back at her with a straight face.

Marco grabbed his arm and finished splinting it and then made a sling out of the larger of the two towels. When Marco was done, Horis leaned over uncovered Angel’s face and touched her cheek tenderly. He wiped his tears from his eyes and then pulled himself to his feet with his good arm by using the counter. “Follow me all of you now we don’t have much time. These will not keep them out forever they are just made to slow them down and give us time. “. Horis walked out of the room unsteadily but quickly. The group followed him out of the room in twos with the girls going first after Horis and the two men at the rear. Horis led them back to his photo studio. He wasted no time and walked across