Reaper Chara Novels & Stories

He nodded. “Are you here to ask me something?” She looks at me and handed me a cup of tea. She does the same with West. “Yes,” “Is it all about your purpose in here?” I nodded. She holds my hand and her eyes suddenly glow color green. It takes a minute before letting go of my hand. She smiled at me before she sips her tea. “You are in here because you are the Reborn Luna Savanah, aside from being reborn you already know who are you and I sense you wanted to keep it a secret.” She looks at West before looking at me again.

Cody lunged forward and snatched the knife out of Mira’s hand. It was nothing more than a toy. He quickly restrained her, then apologized to us. “I’m sorry. My sister’s still young and immature. Please don’t hold this against her. “I beg you not to spread this around. We promise we’ll never bring it up again once we leave. She has a future ahead of her, a life to live. Please don't let this mistake ruin everything for her.”

Maya cried, trying to crawl toward him. I grabbed her, pulling her back. “No—stay with me—” “He’s hurt—he’s hurt—he needs—” “He needs you alive.” The smoke parted. Reaper stepped through it. Calm. Unhurried. Untouched by the chaos around him. His men fanned out behind him, forming a wall of black armor and rifles. Reaper looked at me. Then at Maya. Then at Demetri’s unconscious body. He smiled. “Armando,” he said softly, “you’re losing.”

The butterflies in my belly flapped happily. “Thanks for saying yes.” He whispered against my lips. I kissed him, “you know there was no way I would have said no.” “It's still expected of me to ask.” He grinned. Sighing, I placed my head on his chest, letting him rock me slowly. My life didn't have to end awfully in the end. I have been reborn to take the place of my father, and fight for the eternal freedom of my people. I am the reborn Luna Kira and I have come to live.

she teased, nudging him. Just then, a figure came out of the dark: Laura. Tall, with long chestnut hair and an air of confidence about her, she always made Sophia feel a little ill at ease. Charming but with her way of twisting words. "Hey, you two! I just heard something interesting," Laura said mirth dancing in her eyes. "What is it?" Daniel asked his curiosity piqued. Not much, other than some of the Dark Moon pack are planning on doing something. I thought you'd want to know, being all brave and heroic," she replied with enough sarcasm lacing her voice.

After several hours of running, just before dawn, Saya collapses among some rocks near a mountainous area, creating an invisible protective bubble around her. Carrie, who had been wandering those parts searching for herbs, spots Saya just as she transforms back into Selene and falls unconscious a few meters away. She recognizes her Uriel’s granddaughter, her brother's kin, the Luna of the Redwood Wolves, the one Carla and Augusto want dead at all costs to prevent her from giving the alpha Connor an heir.

Genius touch. I have to pretend to be scared because they think I am Wyatt Hayes. They don’t know I am The Reaper and that I have a plan to end them all. “Stay here,” One of them says with a thick Russian accent. I nod as I remove the blindfold and scan the room. They took my gun as I expected. I can see two lamps and a chair I can use in my favor if it comes to fighting.

Maybe I should go and help him? Adrian’s eyes glint with determination as he circles around the beast, trying to find an opening. I watch in awe as he charges towards the hydra’s main head, his jaws open wide and ready to strike. But this time, the hydra knows what he is doing. It wraps its massive body around Adrian’s, squeezing him so tightly that I can hear the bones in his body snapping. I feel a lump form in my throat as I watch my friend struggle against the monster’s grip. But just when I think it’s all over, Adrian grits his teeth and unleashes a burst of lightning that sears through the hydra’s body. The creature screams in agony as it disintegrates into a cloud of ash.

Reaper pushed me off of him, his face bleeding and I wanted to unsee the visual before my eyes. Reaper is the most practical one of my men. He knew what to say, whether right or wrong, it just turned out to be the truth. "You can't get enough of the truth, huh?" he asks giggling. "I said you should shut up," I order. I was going to end up with a heart attack if I couldn't control my breathing, and the earth beneath my feet seemed to be shaking. "I will be downstairs if you need me," Reaper says turning to leave.

Of if he knows, he doesn't care. I stumble backwards, trying to give myself more time to catch my breath. The Reaper, on the other hand, sees it as the perfect opportunity to catch me off guard. He grabs me from my back holding me in a firm bear hold. I instantly crouch down, and spin to the side, before reaching out to punch him in the nuts, resulting in him releasing me from his grasp. I lunge forward and throw my elbow back to connect with his shoulder, pushing him away from me.