Mass Effect Fanfiction Reaper Oc Novels & Stories

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.

The Reaper hissed angrily. Then Rena suddenly appeared and run towards the wall and kicked it, sending herself flying towards the Reaper. Rena back flipped in mid air and slashed the dagger into the Reaper's head and landed on the ground like a feather. The monster cried and it vanished into shadows and back to the abyss. She killed it. With a breath, Rena stood up and smiled at Serra. "Killing Reapers would be my new hobby now" Rena said, panting. Then they both laughed.

Elara looked at her Alpha, shocked to see tears in his eyes. "Damian," she whispered, tears streaming down her face as fear gripped her body once more. "I was so terrified, Damian. It was so cold and dark, like an endless abyss swallowing me. I was filled with rage and swore to myself that I would never trust anyone again, that I would seek revenge," Elara sobbed.

"They’re coordinated. The Russians have provided satellite overwatch. They know exactly where we are." We burst into the hallway. The air was thick with the smell of cordite and blood. I saw the first of the Reapers—men who had been twisted by a raw, unstable version of the Rose. Their skin was grey, their eyes weeping a dark, viscous fluid. They didn't feel pain. They didn't feel fear. They only knew the hunger for the Catalyst.

Her chest tightened — not romantically, but painfully, as if someone finally stepped onto the battlefield beside her. Elias stepped closer. “You’re not fighting this alone. Not anymore.” For the first time since her rebirth… Sheraphina believed him.

He swallowed harshly and picked up his journal which had slipped off his hands and dashed out of the class. I suddenly felt terrible like I had betrayed him. My heart wrenched in agony and I quickly disengaged myself from Otis like his body was suddenly larva. "Narek Wait!" I yelled and ran after him, not minding the attention I dragged to myself. It seemed like my body system suddenly changed overnight. My senses were sharp and my pace fast, guess it is a credit to the mate bond I now share with an Alpha Lycan. I soon caught up with Narek just before he would go the way that led to the temple,

Until Death-chapter 26 Theme: Surprised or Shocked, part 2 "How is that possible?" I asked no one in particular, my mouth still open in incredulity as the scene in front of me unfurled itself. Surprise is the military soldier's transformation that just turned into a reaper's warrior. The second is Ryan, so he was the reaper's leader all this time. That means he killed both my foster and biological dad. Lastly, my team.

When I opened my eyes again, I didn't immediately realize I had been reborn. I only noticed that the pain was gone. "Quit spacing out!" A sharp voice snapped me back. A rescue worker leaned out from the vehicle, looking impatient. "We can fit one more! Get in or die out there!" Closest to the door was my fiancé, Oliver. His gaze flickered between me and his first love, Lina. After a long, agonizing moment, he finally reached out a hand toward me.

Then I grabbed the Ducati keys from the hall table so hard they cut into my palm. I headed toward the elevator with murder in my bloodstream and fire in my lungs. Richard had tried to kill her. Aaron had hidden her from me. But both of them had forgotten one critical thing. One fatal thing. I wasn’t a corporate prince. I wasn’t a politician. I wasn’t civilized. I was a Reaper. And Reapers did not let go of what belonged to them.

"With what? Another name? What do you give up next? Your ability to drive? Your ability to speak?" Cale turned off the tap. He stood with his back to Elion, hands gripping the edge of the porcelain sink. "If it keeps you breathing," Cale whispered, "I will give it up." "I don't want you to be a husk, Cale." "Better a husk than a widower." Cale turned around. He dried his hands on a towel. "We are staying," Cale stated. It wasn't a suggestion. It was the Reaper speaking. Definitive. Absolute. "The outside world has too many variables. Here, I can control the environment."