Reaper Chara Novels & Stories

He has a solid jawline, clean-shaven face, thinner cheeks with just the right amount of plumpness, dimples that would take any normal woman’s breath away, beautiful bright brown eyes with flecks of gold, a tall leanly-muscled build, and short dark brown hair that is always neatly combed to one side, but tufts at the top in a cute way. I give him a polite nod that contradicts the rude way that I shove past him to step inside. I wordlessly pass him the name and photo of my target that came with the job posting, fixing him with an intense emerald-green gaze. He already knows the drill and I’m not one for pleasantries or small talk. He gives a low chuckle at my straight-to-business attitude, “al

Graduation day at Reaper training My name is Skye Evanore Reoch and I'm the only daughter of the reaper king and queen. I'm half reaper and dark witch and possess loads of magic. My parents, Rowen and Ayira rule this reaper section out of thousands that cover the entire earth. Anyway, back to me, being the only girl out of four children, I'm a daddy's girl. I have an older brother Liam who is off being taught some things from his dark elf grandfather and my younger twin brothers Brodie and Brayden. I decided that I wanted to become a reaper and not just a boring princess lounging at a palace waiting for my parents to wed me off to some pompous prince so I enrolled in the reapers training pro

she teased. "I doubt that he will even take notice of them, Ayira," I mumbled softly and she rolled her eyes and sighed, "you'll see." I held her hand while her other wrapped possessively around her box of cookies as we began to enter the city of reapers. Ayira's eyes widened and traveled around the entire area as she soaked in all the unusual sights. "This looks similar to a human city, Deagon," she mumbled softly and added, "The Grim reaper is the ruler of all you reapers?" I nodded my head and laughed at her seriousness.

The Reaper advanced again at him but he quickly ducked and hit the monster with his tail, like a slap. The Reaper staggered and hissed in annoyance. Rena appeared behind the Reaper and stabbed its body but the dagger just bounced off like she's slicing a rubber. The Reaper didn't get wounded at all, nor a scratch. The Reaper turned at her annoyed but she disappeared quickly, ran off towards the tree, beside Sisi.

I whispered. “I AM THE REBORN ARIA" And his eyes widened as realization slowly sank in. “I think those kinds of things only happen in supernatural stories,” he whispered weakly, his voice barely holding together. “Fairy tales.” “Maybe,” I replied calmly. “Or maybe,” I continued, tilting my head slightly, “the Moon Goddess gave me another chance to return to life.” He stared at me, breathing unevenly. “And this time,” I said quietly, each word firm, “everyone who hurt me must pay with their life.”

Kiara announced to the silent room. We all watched as the light drained out of Eva's eyes, and the grass beneath her was soaked with her blood. She was sitting right there next to us. How the hell was this possible? I don’t believe it. “It's not impossible. After I died, the Moon Goddess brought me back because of what I suffered. I was given a second chance so I could make things right for my friends. She gave me the wolf that had been locked away from me, along with a spirit guide, to help keep me safe. She knew what you would try when I returned here. The Goddess tried to keep me as safe as she could from what you three were going to try to do to me,” Eva announced to the silent room with

The moment my hand closed around the handle, I finally smiled sweetly. Kieran followed me into the alleyway and froze at the sight. I stood up, gripping the knife. "Kieran? It was you?" "How do you know who I am?" I looked closely at the man who had once ended my life, his face still carrying a touch of boyish innocence. A phantom pain twisted in my lower stomach. The more it hurt, the more excited I got. Kieran subtly stepped back two paces. "You're Gia, right? I'm not here for anything else. I just wanted to ask if you know where Tinsley went."

She would be exhausted the next day if they played any longer. "Let's go." Raeleigh's character was called Arsel in the game. It was a simple name, and it didn't attract any attention. She also registered her character as male, so the girls in the game wouldn't interact with her, since she's not a master, and guys would just ignore her existence too.

Not what she expected from a gang compound. They walked down a hall. Through a door into a massive office with large desk and windows. A man was seated by the desk on his fifties maybe. Gray at his temples. Same sharp eyes as Ghost. Same way of looking at people like they were nothing.. "Sit." The Vipers shoved them into chairs. Remove the zips, Maya felt relieved around her wrist and rubbed it. They were red marks where the plastic cut in. "I'm Reaper," the man said. "Ghost was my brother."

Kaelion stood beside them, his cloak billowing despite the still air, his gaze fixed on the horizon. “They’re close,” he said. Aria nodded. “I feel them.” The Reapers. She didn’t know how many. She didn’t know what they wanted. But she knew they weren’t here to talk. Her mark flared. Kaelion stepped forward, his body tense, his voice low. “Stay behind me.” Aria didn’t argue. She didn’t want to. — The first Reaper emerged from the mist like a blade drawn from shadow. Tall. Cloaked. Masked. His armor shimmered with runes that pulsed in rhythm with the ley lines. His eyes glowed faintly—not silver like Kaelion’s, but red. Cold. Final.