Reaper Chara Novels & Stories

Again. "You learn." The Reaper says. "I teach you death magic. The same magic he's using. The same power he's wielding. You become death's champion. Death's weapon. Death's answer to the one who would end it." "And us?" Kai gestures to himself and the other mates. "You each have a role." The Reaper studies them. "Kai Thorne. Lycan King. Ancient power. You anchor Aurora to life. Keep her tethered. Keep her from becoming what she fights. Keep her human when death magic tries to make her monster."

Everything about Aurelia has been crazy, it's like she was switched before she came back to life. I have a thousand questions to ask her and the moon goddess. “What did you do to my mate?” I questioned nobody but the moon goddess “She did nothing to her, our mate just decided to use her second chance well. She wants to live her life to the fullest” kharl responded like I was talking to him. “Fuck off kharl” I went to her room last night to talk about what happened on the field but seeing her in the little towel that stopped right above her knee with water dripping down from her body.

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.

Maybe he was the one on the carriage I saw before I passed out. “I’m sorry but after I was poisoned not too long ago, I don’t remember much.” I said. It was true though. After the poisoning, the real Sayori died and I was reborn as her. Yukio stood up from the bed and spoke to his servant. After a while, he came back to talk to me.

Xavier mocked, following his chilling smile irritated the reaper. "I am here because of the mess you two have created in the hell. You two don't belong here. And don't play with the humans," Joseph, the reaper growled, looking at Xavier, and with one swish of his fingers, the environment changed to normal. No one did not feel something was wrong or suspicious, and the woman again started straddling Xavier. "Reaper, you are so biased. Next to you, the hell king is sitting and smoking leisurely. But you are putting your finger on me only," Xavier said, and teased the woman, rubbing her perked nipple with his finger.

She didn't expect that lowly grim Reaper to get the attention of the lord god's soul fragments, at the end she got seriously injured. "Looking at you, The first Trial is a failure?" S voice sounded in the room as She turbed and looked at the person. "Are you here to mock me?" She glared at him coldly but the god of War only chuckled. "I always told you not to underestimate her, She might be something much more than we think" He laughed at Goddess of Light ignorance. "Isn't it just a lowly grim Reaper, What's so special about her!" She turned her palm into a fist and refused to give up.

"During the experiment in class, I watched every one of you students closely and noticed that even after chanting the spell correctly and healing the cut on your specimens, a scar is still left on the wounded region. Of course, it should be that way, totally normal if you ask me but yours, it was something else. You healed the cut quite right, but the spot remain good as new, like nothing happened in the first place. I could have sworn that you never cut your specimen if I did not see it with my very own eyes. That is the reason I was perplexed, Nyx, yours was exceptional," Narek explained and I swallowed harshly. "That was the same thing a vamp in class told me. She goes by the name Liz and

I found Seraphina in the heart of the facility, standing over an operating table prepared for a forced delivery. “Daughter,” she said calmly. “It’s time. The child belongs to something greater.” I raised my gun. “She belongs to *us*.” Damien appeared like death incarnate, covered in blood, eyes locked on Lucian. The brothers clashed brutally while I faced my mother. Seraphina smiled sadly. “You still don’t understand. Project Reaper was my gift to you. Your daughter will change everything.” I fired a warning shot near her feet. “The only thing changing is that this ends tonight.”

She takes my hand and we walk back over to the podium. "We will now continue with the reaping. Announcer, please continue." I take my beautiful mate and lead her to our seats. I continue to hold her hand as we sit. She is shaking slightly so I continue to hold her hand. I rub soothing circles on her hand with my thumb and I feel her stiffen slightly before she relaxes. Cora remarkably remains calm and stoic. I have a feeling that she knows that she cannot show how she is feeling to those in the crowd so she mimics my behavior.

He didn’t say the name with love, that’s for sure. “I am.” Hunter nodded hesitantly. “How is Collin a reaper? What are reapers exactly?” Callie asked. “Reapers are kind of like special agents. Trained to deal with combat and other things. Reapers are normally sent out in groups to bring in the people on the list.” “They abduct people?” Callie’s eyebrow shifted up. “Kind of.” He nodded. “What do they do to the people they capture?” I asked hesitantly. “I don’t know.” Hunter replied, “Reapers are required to work on orders, no questions asked.”