Reaper Sans Novels & Stories

Hale put his teacup down and said with a smile, "I don't have much to teach you." Although it was indirect, it was a rejection, alright. "How could that be?" Nicole gasped. "You…" "You're very outstanding, but you should know the standards I have for my disciples. Are you able to achieve Sophia's level?" Mr. Hale said with a wave of his hand. Nicole stood stunned. Sophia was a genius of the new generation of talents who had an air of mystery about her. No one knew her true identity. Eos X7 fighter aircraft was her design, which Nicole had personally seen at an aerospace exhibit.

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.”

Yes, I'm dead and hallucinating before whatever it is decides where I go next. The nurse's voice grips my attention again. "Oh, the Scaler. That's the creature that reminds you of the last thing you heard before you died until it's sure your soul is pure. If you've committed many crimes during your mortal life, he will torture you until he is satisfied, but you'll never enter the afterlife. Instead, your soul will enter another body with no memories, and the cycle will start all over again. Since your soul was pure, he set you free and even gave you the chance to fight for your life. That doesn't happen. But maybe..." Her eyes search the room. Something's off with her sudden chance- she's no

Reaper was inside the Kethros dimension for eleven minutes. It felt longer. Sophia monitored his vitals on the portable equipment she'd set up beside his chair. His heart rate spiked twice. His blood pressure dropped dangerously at the eight minute mark and she had her hand on the emergency disconnect when he opened his eyes. "I found it," he said. His nose was bleeding. He didn't reach up to wipe it. "Carver's operating from an offshore research platform. Decommissioned oil rig. 340 kilometers northeast. He has twelve armed personnel, one scientist, and my daughter."

- Damon Gilbert Brown, Owner of D&D’s, House address - 13 Brown Estate, Office address - 675 Bayview lane- The message read, I just stared at the information I had in my hands, my lips stretched into a small smile, I phone beeped again and it was another message from him, -Loose my number, our business is done- I swiped away from his message and clicked on my contact, I dailed the number I wanted to call and slowly raised my phone to my ear, “Collin, I need your help,” 5:00pm … Collin parked few meters away from D&D’s, he was seated in the driver’s seat and I was seated just beside him, “Who are we waiting for?!” He asked in a whisper slowly turning to look at me, I gently took my eyes off t

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

He's practically the devil,' I said to myself, knowing that I was trapped there forever. 'Goddess, what kind of life is this that you've planned for me?' I pleaded with her. The skies outside started to darken and thunder rumbled in the distance. It wasn't coincidental, it was symbolic. "How ironic. Thunder, lighting and heavy rainfall rolls right about when the Night Reaper loses his temper and attacks one of his own men. He has never and will never know what it means to be human. Cassian Grant is nothing else but the Night Reaper. A ruthless and murderous Alpha who lost his humanity ages ago."

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"With what? Another name? What do you give up next? Your ability to drive? Your ability to speak?" Cale turned off the tap. He stood with his back to Elion, hands gripping the edge of the porcelain sink. "If it keeps you breathing," Cale whispered, "I will give it up." "I don't want you to be a husk, Cale." "Better a husk than a widower." Cale turned around. He dried his hands on a towel. "We are staying," Cale stated. It wasn't a suggestion. It was the Reaper speaking. Definitive. Absolute. "The outside world has too many variables. Here, I can control the environment."

he told me as he pulled away and I stared at him curiously. "What is it?" I asked. "Let's renew our mating rites," Silas announced and I immediately stiffened under him. I searched Silas's eyes wondering whether or not he was joking but he stared down at me with an entirely serious expression on his face. "Are you serious?" I questioned and Silas quirked a brow at me. "Definitely not the reaction I expected. Do I look like I'm joking?" He retorted and I remained silent. I could see the disappointment in Silas's eyes as he rolled away from me to his side of the bed.