Grim Reaper Sad Novels & Stories

"That rope around my mother's neck... that rope that killed my mom, that thing brought a great fear in me. It's killing me. It's a painful souvenir from the past that always haunts me. H-how can I m-move on, Levi?" Slowly, he looked at me. What even broke my heart was to see him crying again. He was supposedly laughing with me, eating with me with his usual happy face, and teasing me to hell, but with his eyes looking at me so helplessly, and sobbing out his grief made me feel so bad about him. A broken heart transfigured with a funny personality. "Caius..." I whispered as I tapped his shoulder. "I'm t-tired..." he mumbled under his breath.

Grief. My heart was grieving. Grieving with a sense of loss. That was when I heard a baby crying. That sound penetrated my ears, lifting all the fog, bringing me back to my senses. ~~~~~~~~~~~~

He stated, like he could read my mind. The only bad news I was scared of hearing was that this lady was going to die, that would damage my reputation as an Alpha forever, I would never be able to rule my pack as a murderer. And if that's the bad news then he'd better keep the good news to himself, there was no good news. “I'll go with the bad news first” I said with a shaky voice. "Good choice, okay. So the bad news is that her body is healing but very slowly and her soul wasn't responding” The doctor started with a dull look on his face.

Not when the woman who had caused me so much pain had been eradicated from the world. I hear a sob behind me. I turned, finding Piper sobbing softly. I’d completely forgotten that she was there. That this was a dear friend we were talking about. “Please tell me it isn’t true, Micah,” she begged as tears silently fell down her face. I feel for her, but not as much as I should. I’d wanted Sadie dead for her crimes against me. I’d wanted her to pay for costing me my mate and the solution to my pack. For me, this was the best fucking news. I felt vindicated.

Her skin was marred with needle scars. The caption read: [Blood may be thicker than water, but it’s not stronger than some people’s ruthlessness. I don’t want to be an older sister again in my next life.] Tears fell from my eyes. They streamed down my face and mixed with my snot. ‘I’m sorry, Rachelle. Let me be the older sister in our next lives,’ I thought. By the third day in the underground room, I had lost track of whether it was day or night.

He's practically the devil,' I said to myself, knowing that I was trapped there forever. 'Goddess, what kind of life is this that you've planned for me?' I pleaded with her. The skies outside started to darken and thunder rumbled in the distance. It wasn't coincidental, it was symbolic. "How ironic. Thunder, lighting and heavy rainfall rolls right about when the Night Reaper loses his temper and attacks one of his own men. He has never and will never know what it means to be human. Cassian Grant is nothing else but the Night Reaper. A ruthless and murderous Alpha who lost his humanity ages ago."

A void replaced the pain, but it left a hollow ache. Years passed. I lived as a reaper. Cold. Efficient. Detached. I watched lives end and guided souls to their fates. One gloomy afternoon, I saw my mother's name written in the Death Note. I didn’t flinch.No fear. No sadness. Nothing.... Maybe it’s because I’m no longer human— Just a cold-blooded shell of what I used to be. I reaped my mother’s soul with steady hands. No tears, no hesitation. When it was done, I packed my things and left for Germany— an order from Thanatos.

I smile at him and yank him to his feet. “Do what you want, torture me, starve me, whatever. I ain’t telling you nothing!” “You don’t have to, but just know this. The last person I killed, I ripped them apart with my bare hands. Limb by limb and watching them as they bled out, begging for mercy until I ripped their head off.” He gulps and I cannot help but smile. Reaper to was jumping up and down with excitement at how easy it was to make him fear me. Maybe now he would come to his senses and start talking.

After the SAT results come out, the girl everyone knows as the school's scholarship case throws a lavish graduation party. That same night, I get a text alert saying my credit card has been maxed out. I go to confront her, but she's already in my boyfriend's arms, sobbing like she's the victim. "Just because I'm on financial aid, I'm not allowed to throw a party?" My boyfriend rushes to comfort her and turns on me instead. "Your family's loaded anyway. Spending a little on Lacey isn't going to kill you." Sure, my family has money, but I'm not a saint, and I don't see why I should be footing her bills. I refuse to back down. I call the police to make her pay me back, but my boyfriend re

I glared at him, “Nothing! I can't do anything if I can't walk. Gosh, I never knew you could be so rough.” His eyes flickered with sadness. He sat beside me, taking my hands. “I never knew I hurt you this much. I…would have done it slowly, but... Fuck liv, I couldn't control myself. I promise it won't happen again.” I rolled my eyes, a smile shadowing my lips. This version of Grim was a beautiful one. One that I would not want to lose. To think that the man who I have vowed to die rather than live with was among my major sources of happiness was a mystery to me.