Infamous Reapers Novels & Stories

“How!? He's their top 1 fighter; if he was able to reach the top with such brutal fights, how terrible do you think he'll be? He has killed dozens of people, your father died in a fight with him, and your father trained restlessly while fighting for fifteen years. Even if you succeed in this fight… You can't fight him. I love your adorable resilience, but it's stupid.” “You sound like you know him.” “I do.” Dale Lazarus exhales sharply, “They call him The Reaper; he’s the harbinger of doom.”

But Just as Lisa was getting comfortable, the remains of the reapers begain to rebuild themselves into their mechanized form. “You gotta be kidding me,” The reapers sprung back into action as each of them ignited with pink flamers similar to Lisa. “Son of a bitch,” Lias said while blaming large flamers from each hand burning several trees down to gain cover. She rocked away from the burning barricade as for as she could. Within seconds, the reapers easily stormed through the cdlagped trees in heavy purist of Lisa. The technological manners ejected two missiles each from their mouths, each surging with Pink Five.

Everyone on the sky liner was panicking as there was just nowhere to run! After all, falling from this height would still mean death for a Scion rank, as they couldn't stay airborne for too long. That was unless airwalking was their specialty, or if they had techniques that saved their Reiki like swordsurfing, as Caleb did. Worst of all, the Blood Reapers were an assassin guild at large in the northern reaches of the Corvus Empire who were guilty of every crime as well as their savagery! An elderly man stepped out from below deck just then, calling out to the Blood Reapers.

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."

I pleaded. “You think you actually have a bargaining chip? Do you think you have something valuable enough to trade? I did ask you to call the number at 6 tonight. But I don’t really need you to do it yourself. I can kill you now and take your phone. Or option two, I can kill you now, then make Kiara bring you back to life. You'll still end up making the call, but you will be in a great deal of pain when you do it. I will break every single bone that Eva had broken while she was here. We can bring you back to life after killing you a hundred times. You should be down on your knees, thanking us for granting you mercy and only killing you once. It’s your decision, just know that you will not j

It struck the ground a dozen feet in front of them. Where the beam hit, the scrubby grass, the tough little weeds, the hardy insects, everything simply… turned grey. Not dead. It was still standing, but all color, all vitality, was instantly leeched from it. It became a perfect, static sculpture of its former self, frozen in a moment of absolute apathy. A Reaper. That's what the Overseer had written. Deploy Reapers to sanitize the sector. Their weapon didn't kill. It preserved in a state of non-life. It was the ultimate expression of the Grey Sorrow's philosophy.

I stared as the moonlight shone brightly across the beautiful forest. Sweet moist smell filled my nose, my eyes seems to glow under the intense cold. "Your highness, a man from the new folks in the south wants to see you," he said. I hissed, trying to contain myself from getting angry. "You should know better than anyone not to disturb me while I enjoy the beautiful gaze of the forest." My voice was quite stern. "My apology, your highness." He bowed curtly. "But you need to see him. He seems to have important information about the rogues from the south-east. I think he will be a great asset—"

“So, your parents were also mafia guards? That’s why you guys became mafia guards as well.” Damon shook his head. “We’re not just mafia guards. We’re mafia reapers.” My mouth fell open. I had heard Stephen talk to Ashter once, and he mentioned something about the mafia reapers in their family. “So, you’re the ones he sends whenever he needs someone to be assassinated?” I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t believe that my friends were raised to kill, and that’s the kind of duty they were willing to fulfill.

Guevarra’s liposuction. “Welcome back, Ginger,” Dr. Guevarra said with a smile on her face. “Are you ready to remove your bandage and see the result of your new appearance?” “Finally! I get to see the new me literally,” Ginger said. “And Ginger had already died three months ago. It’s Lucy Solace now.” “Well, that’s a nice name, Lucy,” Dr Guevarra said while gently removing Ginger’s bandage, and once removed, she handed over a mirror to Ginger.

So safe and so friendly. Dr. Kole? Sky blinks his eyes twice, thrice, again and again, but he is seeing the same person. Dr. Kole is the exact replica of Kai. What is this again? Is heaven so angry with him that they twist his fate and made the person he first asks for help looks the same as his husband? Is his suffering not enough? Are five years not enough for gods to pity him? to at least let him have just a little glimmer of hope?