Grim Reaper Shadow Novels & Stories

“I know you’ve heard of me, but I’ll introduce myself for formality. The name’s Sloane. I’m a fifteen-year-old powerful and intimidating Shadowest from Beththorphe Empire.” Flicking her thumb, a midnight-black shadow appeared beside her, reflecting her height. She patted it before talking once again. “My shadow’s in level two and it’s a Scyrawing type, because I’m a weapon summoner.” The moment she said the word summon, a dagger flew in the air, which she caught by simply raising her hand. The presence of her shadow and her weapon has intimidated most of their circles that they ended up summoning their shadow, flickering different intensities of darkness.

It was quiet for a few minutes and he finally said, “Tilly and I have absolutely no secrets. People like you and me … we can’t be with just anyone. It’s either one night stands, fake short term relationships or nothing. You don’t just find a Tilly on every corner. A woman that will accept you, that if you are totally honest with her … won’t be afraid of you. I never had someone to … to help me. To direct me, and it damn near killed me. I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. I call it my dark shadow … it’s a part of me, but it’s a part of me I can mostly keep hidden, that I can control.

I said " Tell me. Shadows can't transform or come out of the walls. I am dreaming. I must be dreaming. I can't believe this." " Minerva, you didn't believe vampires existed but they do, right? Easton asked " Just like that shadows exist along with other supernatural creatures." " Then call him. Call the shadow if he exists." I said. " I can't. Only you can because according to that shadow you are their mistress and only you can give orders to them." Easton replied " Didn't you see some shadows around you in the dressing room earlier?" " I did." I found myself replying and looked at Easton with hope " Do you think if I call the shadow he will come?"

Everything about him radiated violence. "I'm called Reaper," he said. "Leader of Northern Shadow. Welcome." "Release our warrior," Damon demanded. "All in good time. First we discuss terms." "What terms?" "The terms set by my employer. They want something from you in exchange for your pack member's life." "Who's your employer?" Reaper smiled. "That information costs extra. But I'll give you a hint. They know Marina very well. They know her parents too." Marina stiffened beside me.

I plunged my hand into the dark, grasping a handle of frozen starlight and bone. As I hauled it out, the air temperature plummeted. The massive, six-foot curve of the Reaper's Scythe manifested, its bone-white steel humming with the screams of a thousand forgotten ghosts. I didn't run. I flickered, activating my Shadow Evasion Skill. The world turned into a gray smear for a microsecond. I reappeared in front of the girl just as the Bao-Feng's shadow eclipsed her. I swung the scythe in a brutal, gravity-defying arc.

Chandler's legs gave way, and he sank to the floor. He stared blankly at the blood-covered flesh on his hand, murmuring, “It’s really her, it’s really her… “How could this happen?” He asked as he gazed at Ben, his eyes bloodshot, panic and anger surging within him. With a wave of his arm, he sent everything nearby crashing to the ground. Then, he seized Ben’s collar. “Bring me all the data on A167!” His voice trembled as he sank into despair. “Wasn’t it said that the special drug was supposed to be effective?”

I look down and he hums. "Well let's go I need to speak to all of you " he opens the door for me and I walk out with him walking right after Walking towards what I figured was the garage all the men and women stood lined up right next to each other "Well, ladies and gentlemen you know the drill. Kill every single thing that moves. Make sure your earpiece is on at all times and if we get ambushed which I doubt your trackers are on at all times in case you get kidnapped. Have fun and make sure you bring back a good story for your families I don't need to be preparing any funerals when we get back" Shadow says and everyone just nods

Hunters. “Shadowthorn sends a message!” one roared. “The Alpha wants his heirs!” Aria shoved the twins behind her, blades already drawn. “Over my dead body.” Luka’s shadows flared. Lila growled, tiny body vibrating with power. The lead hunter lunged. Aria met him mid air, driving both blades into his chest. Hot blood sprayed across her face. She twisted, using his momentum to slam him into the second attacker. Luka’s shadows wrapped the third wolf’s legs, yanking him down. Lila pounced, ripping out his throat with a snarl that was far too mature for her age.

Up close, the Reaper machine was a nightmare of obsidian and moving gears, its many legs stabbing into the earth with the force of falling meteors. And atop it stood my shadow. My double. **Subject 01-B**. "She’s not just a clone, is she?" I whispered, my breath fogging in the cold air of the Dead Zone. I stepped out of the truck, the Red Blood in my veins thrumming in a violent, sympathetic vibration with the red light in her eyes.

’ Alec shouts and pulls me behind him. He summons a dark mist that flies toward the Harpy. It ravels around her, closing her white wings, and making her fall to the ground, but another Harpy with black wings strikes Alec. His shadow power dissipates from around the other Harpy. I kneel over Alec as he holds his bleeding arm. I raise my hands towards the now freed Harpy, coming toward us, ‘Repeliate!’ I shout. She is thrown back against the tree with great force. Reaper flies around the black-winged Harpy and uses the same power as Alec causing a shadow to wrap around her. She falls to the ground.