Reapers Book Novels & Stories

Going through the book she realized that they were different soul but the death seems to have occurred in a country on Earth. She teleported over as she saw the souls flying around. Without finding out what happened to got down to work but was suddenly unconscious Just before she Fainted she saw the smirk on the face of the light goddess. When she opened her eyes again, she saw herserf tied up and faced a huge crowd, they all cursed her and called her a Demon. She watched the crowd faintly but never tried to defend herself, because she knew no one will believe her. She glanced at her fellow grim Reapers but they all moved their eyes away and never looked at her.

The tendrils evaporated and I buried my face into my hands. "If you love Eoin you gotta fight for him," Rai said sincerely and I glanced up at eyes like my own and asked,"how?" He chuckled and sat his tall self next to me on the floor. "She's just a witch, not a reaper and can you tell me what reapers do?" I told them they collect and send souls onto the next life. He nodded and I watched him curiously as what he was saying blossomed in my mind. "I can reap her soul to destroy her?" He grinned slightly and nodded.

Fuck. “Okay,” I say and she takes a deep breath, and she opens the curtains that were blocking the wall in her room and my eyes grow wide. There are several pictures of mob lords, names, newspaper articles about them. I take one step closer, looking at everything, and she stands still next to me. I can tell she is holding her breath and when I look at her, she moves her eyes away from me. The Reaper. The name is there. In the middle. Circled several times. She has an entire investigation on her bedroom wall. How the fuck did I not know about this?

“Years before my mother died in the raid.” And that was it. I didn't return to my past immediately, I was still stuck in the dirty place in the unknown forest, and my thirst for water increased greatly. I was waiting patiently for the moon goddess to perform her magic, it meant a lot to me, seeing those traitors with a better plot to get rid of them this time. I failed in the past, I wasn't going to fail in the present, this time. “Today marks the second month, sixteen days of your death,” the fairy woman began. “You shall reincarnate before the month ends .”

She mumbled to herself as she got up from her place with a sarcastic smile on her face and threw the letter on the table. "If there truly is another door that would open up for me, shall I consider this letter as that door?" She mumbled to herself and wiped the tears off her cheeks. "In these ten days, I have seen the worst days, the lowest point of my life. I lost my job and my father is on the brink of death," She shrug her shoulder as she looked down on the crumpled up letter she threw - "But if all this had the slightest hope to change then I will be stubborn enough to grab it." She gathered all her courage and decided to pay a visit to the person who was so glad as to invite her.

Her eyes gleamed. “They’re Verek's direct lapdogs. Killers. They’ve slaughtered more people than most ordinary dare to count… Alphas included.” She leaned back slightly in her seat, completely at ease. “They’re rogues.” A sharp wave of gasps rippled through the crowd. Eyes darted toward George and the twins, disbelief written plainly across their faces. But Verya wasn’t done. “Not just rogues,” she added lightly. The air seemed to tighten. “They are the Four Reapers.”

Now, it just made me freeze up. It had been five years. Five years of loving him while being used and getting hurt by him. Adam left early the next morning. I made myself get up, even though my wounds screamed at me to stop. I started packing my bags. He had given me so many gifts—fancy fur clothes, rare moonstones, all sorts of bones. I was not taking any of it. They would only remind me of the lies. I dragged my suitcase to the study. It hit the bookshelf, and a heavy book toppled out, revealing a tiny crack behind it. Frowning, I reached out and gave it a push—only to discover it was a hidden door.

I've never been a fan of reading, yet I found myself feeling drawn. I started running my fingers through the different collections till I noticed a book that was out of place; all the books were arranged in alphabetical order, but this particular book was far off. I reached out to grab the book, and as I did, I realized it was a lever. I stood and watched as a secret passage came up behind the walls. Of course, I went into it. The passage leads me to somewhat of an office, not too small. It had pictures on the walls, and not just any pictures, pictures of the top most notorious Mafia Bosses in the city. And at the center of them all was The Reaper.

Their eyes burned like dying stars. The Reapers. “You do not belong here,” one of them spoke, and though its mouth didn’t move, the voice thundered inside my head. “I’m not leaving without him,” I said, my voice cracking but firm. They didn’t move. They didn’t need to. The power rolling off them was suffocating. I dropped to one knee, my head spinning. “His time is not yours to claim. He broke the code. He remains until balance is restored.” The reapers told me.

They all looked at me with a mix of fear and hope. "These are the survivors from other worlds," the Creator said. "The ones who were supposed to be deleted. I saved them. But we are trapped in this forest. The High Council has sent a reaper to find us." Suddenly, a loud, metallic horn sounded from the sky. The silver trees began to shake, their leaves falling like sharp knives. The peaceful blue light of the flowers turned a blood-red. "He is here," the Creator said, his face turning pale. "The First Reaper."