Novel & Cerita Reaper Sans Fanart

There was something in the presence of him that made everyone around him seem diminished, uneasy. I should have looked away. I knew that. But I couldn't. Something I couldn't name, a pull held me in place, my gaze fixed on him. Even from this distance, I could feel the cold, hard aura around him. Broad shoulders beneath a dark coat, the fabric stretched taut over his chest. The light traced the contours of his face—sharp, handsome. Godness, how could I use such words to describe The Reaper? Darius spread his arms wide. "Alpha Kael. Welcome. My pack is honored beyond—"

They’re persistent on making him a player even online, sending all the flirtatious replies in Erric’s name. Thor opened Gossip’s built-in camera. It was the only way the app accepted any photo, sticking to its gossip principle of having no filters and edits. He snapped a candid picture of Erric from behind as he looked to the side, and typed the caption as he spoke it out loud. “Thirsty. Need something to drink.” The number on the corner of the Gossip button went up. Thor tapped it, leading him to Erric’s Gossips box, and saw the previews.

I had never seen Thalyx like this before. In my previous life, Lyra loved priceless red pearls, so Thalyx would drip concocted poison into his eyes to force out two tear crystals. He claimed he could not feel human pain. Having never cried his entire life, this was the only way to make him shed tears. He said he could not cry, but these tears now did not seem fake. I withdrew my hand and ignored Thalyx, who stood there stunned, and got into a new carriage. Before leaving, I lifted my veil and looked at Thalyx once more.

Amelia took a deep breath, answered the call and put it on speaker mode. “Hello?” The caller remained silent for a few seconds before his voice sounded through a voice changer, sharp as metal rubbing against metal, “Hope you’re having a pleasant night, Ms. Sinclair.” Amelia’s knuckles turned white from gripping her phone too hard. “Don’t panic. We just want to have a chat with you,” the voice went on before chuckling sinisterly. “We want to talk about Stardust 3’s propulsion system that you’ve been debugging, as well as its fuel ratio and thermal protection parameters. Of course, if it’s not a convenient time now, we can make a trip down in person.”

Chapter 211 – Auren’s Rise The morning sun filtered through the tall trees surrounding the pack's territory, casting golden hues across the forest floor. Auren stood on the edge of the clearing, the wind against his face, ruffling his dark hair. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply, centering himself. Every fiber in his body pulsed with the strength of his lineage, his father's fierce wolf energy and his mother's controlled, mystical power, and he could feel it harmonizing within him, steadying him.

Running is not an option because it has been tried before and those who ran were always caught and killed. "Mother I am very aware of this. I know that you are all concerned in your way for me and I thank you for that. I will say that I know that there are many possibilities of what could happen to me, but I am tired of worrying over something that I have no control over. I wanted to enjoy the little bit of time that I had left. I have heard from the leaders of the village that this year there is only going to be one hundred males and females for the reaping, and out of that one hundred, only Michael is from this village. That means that most likely I will never be coming back here." I hear

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

He was listening and nodding his head. So you're manipulating the different molecules to do your bidding, so bossy," he teased and I grunted and walked straight through the door to hear him say Whoa. My cell phone started ringing and I answered seeing it was Liam. "Morning sis, thought you'd like to know that Rai's put out the open hunt on your mate, reapers are free to send him on without any card. You both may end up in the void if they don't take off your heads and end you permanently," he said softly. I sighed sadly and thanked him for the heads up.

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.”

Ayira to become a reaper or not I scrunched my mouth and wiggled my cheeks against the hard surface under my face. I blinked my eyes and looked up and my mouth dropped open. I lifted my head and looked down at Grim. God he was beautiful. His black eyelashes were fanned across his high cheekbones. I squinted my eyes. Reapers don't sleep, I remembered. I looked down at his bare chest and swallowed seeing his ink work. Hot damn, he's covered with beautifully done tattoos. I used my index finger to trace one and hear the deep rumble of his laughter building up. I chuckled softly and looked up at his green eyes glowing brightly at me.