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I had to find something I could do to make money that I could be discrete enough to accomplish without drawing the attention of the massive amount of people I managed to successfully piss off by means of killing the under-lord, Christian. That led to my current livelihood of being an assassin. I started out with nothing more than the knife that killed my mother, Christian’s belt and sheath, and my rags cut, sewed, and repurposed into a disguise to hide my hair and face. I was sloppy in the beginning, and it was a wonder I’d never been caught. As the years passed, I became the most efficient, deadly, mysterious, and untraceable assassin. I entered unseen, killed in silence, and vanished witho

These people are crazy. The Reapers hissed. There were five of them and they slithered quickly towards the dead bodies and bite them off immediately. A Reaper bit the old man's head and Mira could see the eyeballs rolling to the ground. She closed her eyes and felt her stomach turned inside out. She forced herself not to throw up. The Reapers were eating the dead bodies like a dog who haven't eaten a week. Bits of flesh and blood were sprayed everywhere. The whole arena was filled with the smell of blood and death, mixed into a one gruesome smell.

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"Grace—" "Mommy, I can feel them," she said. Still calm. Matter of fact. Like announcing weather. "The new enhanced people. I can feel them worldwide. Scared. Confused. Hurting. Some of them are going to get people killed if nobody helps them. Some are going to get themselves killed. We need to—" "We need breakfast first," Reaper said firmly. "Whatever comes next, nobody faces it hungry." He went to kitchen. Started cooking. Real cooking. Not burned pasta. Eggs and bacon and toast. Filling the bar with smell of normal morning.

“ I already said it hundreds of times. I’m not your fucking property! I’ll cut your throat the first chance I get, you deluded bastard!” His grip on my hip tightened painfully. He ground his hard cock against my ass, letting me feel the thick length of it. “You can hate me all you want. Your body already knows better. I can smell how wet that cunt is.” “Go to hell. I’d rather die than carry anything from you.” Reaper chuckled darkly. One of his hands slid up and yanked my head back to expose my neck. His mouth found the side of my throat immediately.Then he latched on and started giving me a hickey

When I heard the pleasured moan, the evil and satisfied chuckle behind me and then the whip hitting the floor behind me I knew that my scream was what he was waiting for. Graves Reaper is a Beta Warrior in my Pride and he enjoyed inflicting pain onto others especially me. I expect him to turn and leave as he normally does after he inflicts one of his punishments only this time I feel the warmth of his breath on the outer rim of my ear as he steps up next to me and whispers, “Mane Beatrice will give you to me one day soon and then I will have you screaming ’STOP’ for a whole other reason, my little runt.”

I said with tears forming in my eyes "Yh..laura Cole"They replied simultaneously "Pls wait for me,I am coming let me go get my Car keys"I said rushing upstairs My laura is missing I remember I placed a Camera in her hair ribbon and there is also a tracking device with her I switch on my laptop only to see a guy landing thunderous slaps on laura Her face was red and the other guys made jest of her Blood drip from her mouth... I shut down the laptop angrily😡Then pick my Car keys along with the Tracker

Drawing a smile behind the façade of her excited and jumping soul, it slowly opens, as the death reapers appear, and immediately greet her. “Yo!” Wearing a smile that does not mean gladness, but more on a paid mission and necessary steps that he should take. The reaper that appears in front of her, who wears unusual clothes, yet rings the very world that reflected unto the original, and just like this world where she exists is playing the same game that no one of them could ever escape from but holds the difference and uncanny ways than theirs. He wears a mask that somehow imitates a mummy, yet not and the scythe that shines with its material that is made from gold, silver, gems, and bronze.

The man got out, spreading all types of curses on Zhang You in his mind. "Why can't that bitch die?" she yelled "I will call her here so that we discuss about the platform tonight!" "I will kill you in my own house and no one will know about it." she laughed horribly and smiled. "Your days are counted, Lin Zoe!"

"It is impressive that someone was able to spy on us." Ray smirked carelessly. Butler Fin ignored the 'boy's' mockery and replied, "It is remarkable. Just like a mortal was able to endure your glow." Ray shut up at the rebuttal. The glow he used on the assassin was one of his most prized possessions. It was called Brimstone. This glow allowed Ray to burn things down even to a molecular level. Even the soul wasn't spared this agony. Being burnt by these flames ensured that one's soul would be lost for all eternity, completely destroyed, leaving nothing for the eager arms of the grim reaper. It was certain that the grim reaper hated this technique. No one would appreciate a skill that starved