Reapers Novels & Stories

My mother called out as I cleaned myself up and stepped out of the shower. “Alright mum, give me a minute.” I shouted back, hurriedly dashing to my room for some clothes. What can I say? Duty calls. BRIAN'S POV “Her name is ….. please check again.” I frantically pleaded with the nurse at the hospital reception. “Once again, I'm sorry sir. We had a patient like that but she has been checked out.” She reiterated. How could my only chance to see her again pass me by like that?

Something that could never be hidden by the false soul. "Ughhh why me?" Ren grumbled as he woke up from "Slumber" land. Looking around the chamber, he could see a few other "dead" people around. Ambient resources floated around the room for the taking., "Tch, not letting this go to waste. Good old criss-cross applesauce sitting." Placing his hands on his thighs, Ren engaged the Reap System. 'Reap System, do your thing.' Reap System: Collecting Souls, Ion, and Languages. Back to calling me System again? Still mad about the last life-ending the way it did?

I pulled away from Ambrosia for a moment and just looked back at her. “Us Reavers, the four High Priests, myself and my brothers, we are immortal in every sense of the word. We can't be killed, can't die naturally. So far, there has been nothing that can kill us in all the millennia’s we have been here... That offers a very long and lonely life watching those you love pass, when you know you will never... Regular Reavers will not die naturally, but there are things that can kill them. For instance, The Darkness that Raphael and Rayne battled recently with. The Darkness actually killed Rayne, and The Shadows brought her back. I wasn’t personally there, but I have heard Raphael tell the story.

The 1st Elder asked as everyone kept quiet. "I have a feeling that we should not provoke her or we might regret it when all these is over" The Fifth Elder muttered. Back in a Luxury Heavenly room, A figure spat out blood from her mouth as she clutched her chest and coughed hard. She could feel they she has been seriously injured. Thinking of her outcome at the world she went to, she couldn't help but grit her teeth in hatred. 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.

No one is ever going to rescue us, and their constant begging only eggs on the Pearl Reapers. The lashes fall harder, the shrieks grow louder, and pearls fall like rain into the water around us. “That’s it, harder!” The head Reaper praises his men. “Give them more!” We give nicknames to all the Reapers. We know little about them, other than that they belong to the Bloodstone pack. We’ve never seen them in their wolf forms, so we name them based on their human appearances. We call the head reaper Cyclops – christened thus for the jagged scar running through his left eye socket; his sight solely dependent on his right eye. Unfortu

A reaper that will work for Umbra and only Umbra. Rain begins to pour over the top of us as we fight. More wolves come to fight as both my wolves and the wolves with Chaos grow in numbers, but I have something Chaos doesn't have. I have the ancestors. The ancestors pour the rain over us and bring the thunder. They push Chaos and his wolves back into the woods. "Be gone!" The ancestors say. The rain clears, and the wolves collapse to the ground. I look to my right to see Fallon and Libby. "They want me to die. Does anyone want me to be the reaper?" Fallon asks.

Suddenly I heard something, no, they were footsteps, I was right all along, am going to be meat to someone today...tears gathered in my eyes as I was feeling pains in my heart and body, this is how I die, at least I know I at least was useful to someone even at death and then become pop to the grass which I'll fertilize, at least I was not a total waste, I had to console myself as I cried silently, I'll be eaten and digested. The foot steps kept walking towards me as I remained still, I didn't know how many people there

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

I deadpanned and Clyde snickered, trying to suppress the laughter bubbling in his throat. “Oh, that’s Hawar being…well, Hawar.” He said just as he came to a stop a few feet before the rug. He picked up one of the bottles lying around, hitting a spoon against it which caused a sharp, clinking sound to cut through the noise. “Can I have your attention?” All eyes were on us now and the noise slowly died down. “Rebels, I’d like you to meet our newest members, Nyx and Narin.” Hoots of excitement rose into the air and we were dragged into the center of the rug. The rebels danced around us, still chanting in excitement and all I could do was smile and wave.

“If she casts me out, I will meet you at the edge of the River Styx and kill you in Purgatory over and over until the Ferryman comes to collect us. And if Hades allows, I will continue to kill you in the Underworld until the end of time.” “I underestimated you.” He chokes up blood. “Everyone does.” I whisper and lay my full weight against the pommel, extinguishing any light left in his spirit. Screams and howls erupt in the distance. I look away from the blood flowing out of his body and move toward Reaper. “They know he died?” I lean heavily against him, suddenly exhausted. “They’re retreating?” Reaper huffs with a nod and gently lowers his body so I can climb onto his back.