Reacher Parents Guide Novels & Stories

They are laughing and joking around like they haven't a care in the world. A song starts playing over the PA system and everyone goes to attention. The leaders of the Chosen begin filling out onto the stage and take a seat as the announcer begins his speech about the reaping. Over the years my family has always watched the reaping. It was one of the few things that we got to watch other than the news. I knew that my parents and grandparents would be gathered around the television watching and waiting to see what would happen to me.

But now he thinks he might have been wrong. Again, there was silence. Not sure what to say to his mom. But it sure would be nice to meet his grandmother, and the Uncles and aunt's. But again, they are a mafia family who sell drugs and do other illegal stuff for a living, so it wouldn't be nice to involve himself with them. And also his dad wouldn't agree with him if he did that. Arthur thought. "I don't want to." Arthur said, then he disconnected the line, not waiting for his mom to reply.

🌶️ WARNING 🌶️ The following chapter contains adult content. Please, choose wisely IF you want to read such chapters. This content is meant for an audience of 18+ and ONLY. You've been warned, leave now or regret later. Enjoy, sinners x Kieran

“The storm coming.” I leaned against him, resting my head on his shoulder. At nine months old, Aurora was pulling herself up and babbling words that sounded dangerously close to “Dada” and “Mama.” Elias, now five, had begun formal training with Rico — not out of pressure, but because the boy insisted he wanted to protect his sisters. Our family was beautiful. Fragile. And the target of an ancient shadow organization that refused to die. “The Eclipse sent another message,” I said quietly. “They know we’re preparing to take the children to the original Project Reaper facility. They’re calling it a suicide mission.”

NYX’s POV “Salvador suuuucks!” Narin and I had barely stepped into the Rebel’s hideout when we were welcomed by the loud screech of a male banshee- or rather, a farshee- who was obviously fed up with Salvador Academy. I jumped, my hands covering my ears to block out his ear-splitting scream which shook the entire basement. The dude was lucky we were in an underground bunker. If he had pulled this off outside, the Westwood forest would have easily carried his cries to the ears of the guardians. That would lead him into some serious trouble.

Lin worked closely with Hunter's parents, seeking their guidance and earning their trust in the process. Days turned into weeks, and the pack lived in a semblance of peace. But the calm was shattered one evening when a scout reported unusual activities near the pack's borders. The tension rose once again, and Lin, along with Hunter's parents, went to investigate. In the dim light of the approaching dusk, they discovered ominous markings and signs of dark magic. It was evident that The Reaper was not done with them. Lin's heart sank as she realized the challenges they would face. Hunter's dad, his eyes narrowing, growled, "He's testing our resolve. We can't let him gain an inch. Lin, we need

Ralph watched Adela’s retreating figure, wishing he could stand by her side like Herbie did. “Uncle, do you think Mom wants me?” Ralph asked, his voice trembling slightly. Dexter was taken aback. So this was what had been bothering Ralph all along. It made sense—children often reacted to rejection by withdrawing. “Of course she wants you. You’re her child,” Dexter reassured him. …… Meanwhile, Layson, having received the information from Barnes that Adela had taken Herbie to the amusement park, was growing increasingly furious. She hadn’t answered his calls all day, yet she had the time to go out and have fun. Was she not afraid of the consequences?

It didn’t take long before he said, “Yes, Ru. I believe I do.” A smile brightened her face as Ru considered what that would mean. No longer would the Keepers or angels hunt her father. He wouldn’t be a Reaper, and he could live happily ever after with her mother. “Ru? Can I speak to you for a moment?” By his tone, Ru thought perhaps Cutter had said her name more than once. “One second,” she said to her dad before turning and stepping back to join Cutter. “What is it?” “Ru, are you sure about this?” he said, his voice quiet but his tone insistent. “I don’t think you should do anything that might get you into trouble.”