Grim Reaper Online Novels & Stories

No killswitch. "Yes," I said. Reaper closed his eyes and went in.

“He is The Grim Reaper's twin brother or something cause that man is beyond ruthless. I can’t do this anymore.” Mr Grayson leaned back against his chair, his face grim. “ Oh c’mon Caroline, you’ve been through worse.” I shook my head. “Not this time sir. I cut it too close with The Reaper” He slid a file across the desk. “Maybe this will help.” I hesitated before picking it up. “What is it?” “A job,” he said. “Someone’s willing to pay us a huge amount of money to get a flash drive from the Reaper.”

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

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 .

The sound of his boots faded down the hall. I pressed my back against the wall and slid to the floor. My body was still shaking. Not from fear. Or not only from fear. When his teeth had grazed my mark, something inside me had ignited. A heat that started at my neck and poured down through my chest, my stomach, my thighs. My skin had tightened. My breath had caught. And for one terrible, honest second, I had wanted him closer. The Reaper. The man who’d killed his own family. The man who collected territories like other men collected debts.

He didn’t say the name with love, that’s for sure. “I am.” Hunter nodded hesitantly. “How is Collin a reaper? What are reapers exactly?” Callie asked. “Reapers are kind of like special agents. Trained to deal with combat and other things. Reapers are normally sent out in groups to bring in the people on the list.” “They abduct people?” Callie’s eyebrow shifted up. “Kind of.” He nodded. “What do they do to the people they capture?” I asked hesitantly. “I don’t know.” Hunter replied, “Reapers are required to work on orders, no questions asked.”