Reaper Chara Novels & Stories

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."

But I had something far greater than that: a bond that conquered even death itself. I pulled myself up when dawn bled faintly through the cracks of the cave ceiling. It was a sore, pitying affair with each step; however, determination was burning more fiercely than the pain. I tore a strip of cloth from my tattered gown, tying my hair back. The old Nora-the one who obeyed, who feared, who stayed quiet-was gone. I was the rebirth of Luna. Axel's POV Days passed, or was it weeks? Time had no meaning any longer.

I will pretend to be the perfect future princess. But when that day comes—when the halls are full and the moon is high—I will run. I will find a way to be free again and take the former queen with me. And Camille will never see it coming. Lina- lady in waiting. Young girl Raya- hopes fake name Lady Eleanor - Camille's grandmother Rhys- Camille, head guard

He signaled for him to come over. Upon hearing that, Nina halted her movements. Her hand had frozen mid-wipe. "Isn't Calvin supposed to be the heir to Prosperous Group? Why is the heir turned into someone who goes by the last name Smith?" It was many people's first time seeing him, but they could tell that the future heir to Prosperous Group had an undeniable, commanding presence. Callum's youthful appearance belied the maturity and authority in his demeanor. I turned a deaf ear to Nina and looked around the room, noting that Calvin was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed like the show was about to kick off.

For what he did to my daughter and me in my past life and what he did to me and Naomi in this life. Lucian tried to scurry away, but Vera was faster. She was a Luna wolf, and with my powers working with hers…. She was inhumanly faster. She swayed her hand high first and then brought it down hard. Before her feet could touch the ground, her claw hit Lucian’s chest from his left shoulder to the right side of his lower chest. Lucian couldn’t even scream as the blood gushed out of all four deep and long wounds made by Vera’s claw.

Every touch of Elion’s fingers made Cale’s breath hitch. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Elion kept repeating like a mantra. "Just... finish," Cale grunted. Elion got the pants on. He grabbed the grey cardigan. "Shirt?" Cale asked. "No time. Cardigan is softer." He pulled the cardigan onto Cale’s arms. "Okay. Walking time." Elion hauled Cale up. Cale screamed. His legs buckled. "Stand up!" Elion shouted, holding him up by the waist. "Stand up, Cale! You are the Reaper! You don't fall!"

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble, Erica. I've only ever dragged you into chaos." Before he could finish, I caught sight of Mable staggering to her feet, her eyes burning with hatred. "If you’re so desperate to stay together, then go hand in hand to the other side." Out of nowhere, she pulled out a knife and charged straight at me. Lester couldn't react in time. I squeezed my eyes shut in despair, only to hear the dull thud of the knife piercing straight into flesh. I snapped my eyes open to see a dark shadow shielding my view. Caspian had one hand over my eyes and the other wrapped around me.

I am the daughter of Alpha Shell from the Scarlet Pack and my mother is a Moors princess! Sherizad batted her eyelids at fifty bats per second. Ryan could not help but feel a little something knock at the gates of his icy heart. Love was in the air.

- She whispered while Kiera only nodded her head. - Excellent. We can start right now, as there is no need to wait. - King Marcus went straight to Kiera and stood before her. He placed his palms on her temples like before, but now he looked straight into her eyes. No words were said, but soon, the witch's face relaxed, and a small smile appeared on her lips. Slowly, her eyelids closed, and she fell asleep. - Now it is your turn. - Vampire glanced at Charlotte. - I am ready. - She whispered again.

The hiss of the draining pod was the loudest sound Sela had ever heard. It filled the small, cold room, drowning out the frantic beat of her own heart. The clear liquid swirled down, revealing the body of the Reaper inch by inch. He was tall, with short-cropped hair and a face that was all sharp angles, even in sleep. He wore the simple grey tunic and trousers of the Citadel, now plastered to his skin by the fluid. His eyelids fluttered.