Latin Grim Reaper Novels & Stories

We were eating and enjoying ourselves when Rai, Liam and Ayla appeared in distress. "All of the Reaper's and witches' sections have been destroyed. Luric was able to regenerate himself. We know it was him because Arram sent a video before being wiped from existence. Our parents are no more," my brother said with a sob as he fell to his knees.

the fucking annoying parrot of a human stepped forward again, interrupting, “you would have to—” My impatience pushed me to using a harsh technique on him. I flicked my palm out in a widespread gesture, and sent him flying back with a gush of horrendous wind. Luciano smirked as he saw the damage. “You're still without a heart,” he drawled. “It’s quite sad how our dear father up there has consistently refused to give you one.” I scoffed. “Don't be an idiot, brother. Grim Reapers are cursed heartless forever. You know it for a fact, that's why you’re thriving in this little crime world you've built for yourself.”

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."

She sucked in air as her eyes stilled, gazing at nothing in particular. It wasn’t just the bloody mess that was once the apartment her family lived that scarred Agrippa. No, what shook her to the very bone was the insignia left behind by their killer, the crest unique to the very elder god that has been the source of her pain for the past years. It bore no similarities to the crest of the other elder gods so she knew she wasn’t mistaken.

It probably was just one of the reasons why I was greatly in love with her. ".... I came here, to get revenge for all that all of you had done to me years ago. I didn't care about the consequences anymore, unless they were to my beloved son. I don't care who wants to implicate me, I hated Scott till the moment he died, but that wasn't enough reason for me to want him dead in this way. For Crystal? I hope her and her father rot in the pits of the underworld, or hell as the humans would call it. What I, no, what we, that is, my son, Tristan, and I had gone through today; my younger self would be probably scarred for life. But I have grown, I'm no longer that little maid girl that you knew of,

I came here too late. “What year are we in?” I asked the surprised Grim reaper who didn't dare look at my face as I had exposed his identity. “Twenty seventy.” he said. I sighed, “Do you happen to have Kelly Nelson's card?” The grim reaper glanced at me for a moment before focusing on the road, “No but I bet another reaper has it.” I nodded and froze when the grim reaper pulled over in front of a flower shop, “It would be cool to give the living flowers before their death.”

Sharp eyes, sharper tongue. “Thought you were dead,” she said flatly. “Disappointed I’m not?” Rafael replied. Kira smirked. “Only if it means less chaos.” Next was Lucien Marek, a hacker so infamous his name was whispered in both intelligence and mafia circles. His black nail polish gleamed as he offered Sophia a lopsided grin. “So you’re the woman who turned the Reaper into a man again.” Sophia raised a brow. “Depends on the day.”

I gasped. Lunar Eclipse was more of a pack of mercenaries. No one knew the real names of the pack members, as they all had some sort of code name. The Alpha of the pack was known as Shadowstrike. Shadowstrike was considered the ultimate warrior, with skills that a normal werewolf didn’t possess. He could strike his opponents down with a single blow, but it wasn’t just because he was strong. There was a rumor that he could expel some sort of energy in his attacks that could knock someone down without ever touching them.

"Isabella Moretti, just like you ordered." The man turned around slowly. Grey eyes locked on mine. No warmth, no smile, just a cold calculation, like he was sizing up a new weapon. This had to be Damien Voss—the Reaper. I'd heard the name in passing from my dad's rare phone calls, but nothing prepared me for the real thing. I straightened up, ignoring how my hands shook. "You'd better have a damn good reason for dragging me out of my bed in the middle of the night. I have a life. An apartment. Students who expect me in class tomorrow."

Just endless darkness. The Alpha Hunter let out a deep warning growl. The creature stopped walking. Its head tilted slightly. Like it was studying Ethan. Lucian sighed softly. “Well.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “That’s unfortunate.” Ethan stared at the thing approaching them. “What… is that?” Lucian answered calmly. “That is called a Reaper.” Raven’s voice became sharp immediately. “There shouldn’t be one here.” Lucian nodded. “Agreed.” Ethan frowned. “And what exactly does a Reaper do?”