Inflatable Pumpkin Reaper Novels & Stories

There was something in the presence of him that made everyone around him seem diminished, uneasy. I should have looked away. I knew that. But I couldn't. Something I couldn't name, a pull held me in place, my gaze fixed on him. Even from this distance, I could feel the cold, hard aura around him. Broad shoulders beneath a dark coat, the fabric stretched taut over his chest. The light traced the contours of his face—sharp, handsome. Godness, how could I use such words to describe The Reaper? Darius spread his arms wide. "Alpha Kael. Welcome. My pack is honored beyond—"

She flops herself back on the bed again. "Dandeline~" she raises her hat, "you know that's not the way out of here. Let's start making this game hotter!" I heard even the tiniest sound of the wind behind us and when I look back, a reaper is there! I pull Dandeline closer to cover her from the sway of the scythe. Immediately, she adds a dome shield around us. The next scenario lefts us waiting for something expected but didn't take place. Tanya and the reaper are gone.

He scrambled onto the pillion seat, his faint sapphire veins pulsing against his pale skin. Dax hoisted two of the smaller kids onto the elongated saddle of his Interceptor, securing them with a heavy cargo strap. Sienna and Reaper took the remaining three. Captain Reyes, her sleek white-and-gold armor stark against the mud and grease of our pack, climbed onto the back of Tank’s massive trike, locking her plasma rifle into her shoulder pocket. "Everyone strapped?" Dax roared over the idling engines. "We're tight, Prez!" Tank hollered back.

The DJ lowers the volume, allowing Lizzy to talk. She’s Maleficent, “We’ll play a little game, and everyone should participate. We placed a lot of glow-in-the-dark small pumpkins everywhere on this lawn. Only in this area, not inside the house. It has a small piece of paper inside, and the prizes are written on it, but some of them are empty.” She pouts. Everyone laughs. “But we have to close all the lights for the little pumpkins to glow. So, is everyone really to search for the amazing pumpkins?”

She could see that the outfit really did look great on her; the slacks emphasized her curves in a way she had never noticed in her usual getup. “Appearances sweetheart, they are everything down there. Now get out of here, you don’t want to be late on your first day,” Pixie grinned making a shooing motion. Lisa gave Pix a long hug then she took off at a trot and lifted off into the air, flying out of the roofless building and into the morning sky. Reapers lived in the sanctuary, a floating structure in the clouds that had massive buildings in the architecture of ancient Greek temples. The sanctuary wasn’t really in the clouds, it only appeared to be, it actually existed in a separate dimensio

He just watched them, knowing that the Reaper sub above was now free of its clamps and would be waiting for them in the dark. "Seal it!" Elara yelled as she dropped into the sub. Kazimir slammed the hatch and engaged the Pneumatic Bolts (heavy locking pins powered by compressed air). "Mina, get us out of the cradle!" Elara scrambled into the pilot’s seat. The Nautilus-7 shuddered as the release sequence engaged. Through the thick, reinforced acrylic viewport (the sub's heavy-duty window), Elara saw the Aether-Reach Base beginning to implode. Massive domes were shattering under the weight of the Pacific, the violet light of the Isotope flickering one last time before being swallowed by the da

A mother quickly covered her child’s eyes, pulling him away from the yard while she threw a disgusted look in Ryder’s direction. "Mom, isn’t that a big Willy?" One of the guest's children asked, pointing with unfiltered curiosity at the giant balloon that was, unmistakably, a massive inflatable cock. The balloon swayed in the wind, its two attached “balls” were attached underneath. The dick was swinging back and forth like an anaconda. The head of the balloon was pink, and the shaft was disturbingly realistic, complete with wrinkles that mimicked an actual… well , you get the idea.

The wasteland didn't have the poetic beauty of the simulation’s ruins. There were no ivy-covered towers or tragic sunsets. There was only the smell of wet concrete, the skeletal remains of billboards for products that no longer existed, and the oppressive, heavy silence of a world that had been paused for twenty years. The armored transport skidded to a halt as the **Colossus** loomed over us. 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.

"Attention, Asset. You are protecting a biological hazard. Stand down, or we will deploy the defoliant." "I'm not an asset," Leo shouted back. His voice was amplified by the air pressure, booming like thunder. "And this isn't a hazard. It's a sanctuary." "It is a weed," Ironwood replied. "And we brought the Roundup." The armored harvesters the Reapers moved forward. Blades spun on their fronts massive, serrated discs designed to cut through the giant cornstalks. Nozzles on their sides began to spray a white mist.