Reaper From Naruto Novels & Stories

The reaper shut down its forcefield opening its hatching resting in its back to fire explosive probs at them. “God I hate these things,” Lisa gru and firing at grunted. Lisa ignited herself with pink flames, talking off the probes one by one. Will Lisa kept herself busy, a second reaper spider smashed through the other side of the cavern, right behind the civilians. “You gotta be kidding me,” frightstar complained. Frightstar charged his body with his red orange telekinic auroa and jetted at the spider. The reaper expelled a blue plasma beam directed at the crowed while frightstar swooped toward the beam, talking the full hit of the blast.

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.”

he said, voice low, filled with something that sounded like sorrow—and rage. Light exploded around us and the tomb trembled as if the world itself recoiled and as darkness swallowed me, I heard it, his heartbeat, steady and ancient, thudding in perfect time with mine. That was the night the Reaper woke.

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.

Running my hands on the tip of the knife that stuck out of his stomach, fresh tears fell out of my eyes again. Suddenly I felt something on my face and opened my eyes to meet Narek's own. He was back in his human form and was smiling weakly at me. "You did it" he managed to mutter. My heart felt like it was going to explode with joy as I couldn't believe my eyes. Narek was back and alive! I instantly pulled him in a hug, tears of joy streaming down my cheeks. Narek shoved the sliver knife out of his body from his back and I watched in awe as his wounds began to heal on their own.

he murmurs. Rolling my eyes I cross my arms leaning back in my chair, “care to share with the class?” He presses his palms together and asks, “son, have you ever heard of the Reapers?” I frown, “No. What is a Reaper?” He leans over, “so when you die, the Reaper is the one who severs your bond from this world that lets you move onto the next. For us back to the Moon Goddess. They are curious beings and only those who have seen traumatic death can see them. I’m sure there is one in our pack right now, waiting for someone to die. They are nearly untraceable and hold no allegiances to anyone but their task. Sever the bond, let the soul move on.”

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

His actions will speak for him. We pull up in front of a normal-looking house. It is two stories and is the larger size but it looks nothing like what people would assume the leader would have. There is a garage with a nice yard and a wraparound porch. My mate thanks to the driver and then comes around and opens my door holding out his hand. I take it and get out and see that my bags are setting on the porch. Someone must have brought them here while we were at the reaping. We make our way up the steps and my mate unlocks the door and takes my bags in with him.

My psychic ability must be heightened in this place because I instantly become aware of these three creatures, these… {reapers}. The first is Kera, the Spirit of Vengeance, responsible for conducting everyone who suffered a violent death. She’s a battle maiden in plate armor, with an ebony face and short, curly blonde hair. Exactly the type to bring home to mama except for the fangs, talons and the huge pair of raven wings on her back.

I quickly pressed my orvix and thought of the thing I wanted to get and in a flash, the thing that I needed was already in my hands. Reaper. I smiled. I quickly grabbed my reaper. Reaper is the name of my katana. I'm so excited to see blood. I quickly passed by a place where they would not notice me. I quickly stood behind them. Of course, they will not notice me. I am an expert in hiding my presence. I approached a man just near where I was hiding. I quickly approached him and went behind him and quickly twisted his head. When he fell, his colleagues quickly looked at me. They looked down on me and quickly transformed from being a person to werewolves. The others remained in their human for