Novel & Cerita Reapers Of The Grimm

NYX’s POV “Salvador suuuucks!” Narin and I had barely stepped into the Rebel’s hideout when we were welcomed by the loud screech of a male banshee- or rather, a farshee- who was obviously fed up with Salvador Academy. I jumped, my hands covering my ears to block out his ear-splitting scream which shook the entire basement. The dude was lucky we were in an underground bunker. If he had pulled this off outside, the Westwood forest would have easily carried his cries to the ears of the guardians. That would lead him into some serious trouble.

I looked at our family, broken, rebuilt, forged in blood and obsession, and smiled. The hidden heir had become the mother of legends. The Reaper had found his equal. And together, with our children, we would face whatever came next. The underworld would never be the same.

Chapter 24 Reese’s POV It was too hard to watch my daughter die in front of my eyes again. So I pinned my gaze on my mother and Earl. They were the main culprits in what happened to Eva. If it’s the last thing I do, I’ll make sure that Eva is avenged. There was no way that I would let my daughter be murdered in cold blood and not return the favor to the people who put her in that pack. Earl looked terrified at watching it all play out. I have never seen him that frightened before. But Freya was absolutely horrified.

The shifter in charge of beheading the offender prepares himself for the cut in Andras's order by raising his sword. Slowly, the offender raised his head and grinned at me devilishly. Once again, I saw the devil’s eyes, which made me clench my teeth out of anger and resentment. Yet it wasn’t just the offender who was giving me that look, but most of the shifters surrounding the stage. I looked around and I realized one thing; we were surrounded by evils who worshipped no god and everything they had done was tolerated and forgiven.

"How does the reaper do that?" "It was a simple, but hard technique," she explained, and I smiled softly as I noticed that my plan was working. "Don't think that would stop me from berating you for drooling on me." She reminded me, and the only thing I could do was nod my head like an agama lizard. "The technique is done by three influential reapers," she began. "They will send one of their couriers to a high mountain where they are sure that his eyes will be able to see everywhere. It doesn't matter if the messenger sees the whole realm at once, but his eyes must be able to see long-range. After that, General Zod will tap into the messenger's eyes, and then the veiled man I fought earlier w

"If the core stops turning, we lose the gravity-well. We lose everything!" The Static-Reapers Arrive As the Earth began its fusion ignition, the Sink at the edge of the sector took notice. Out of the Absolute Zero, the Reapers appeared. They weren't ships. They were enormous, spindly needles of "Solid Cold"-beings resembling frozen lightning bolts. They didn't fire weapons; they simply floated toward the Earth, and wherever their shadow passed, all motion halted. Birds froze mid-air, falling like stones. The "Seed-Walkers" in the nurseries turned into emerald statues.

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."

"Proceed to the next action! Collect the souls!" ❇❇❇ Rain started to pour heavily as orcs and giants came down from the ship. They hustled their way out of the tall building and slaughtered every normal they could find. They collected their souls, placing them in a cell-like bag as the normals just start to disappear, turning into white orbs of energy. The normals couldn't see them, leaving them defenseless and without any idea what was upon them. Laughing hysterically for another feast they are taking, they hurriedly scattered themselves into the streets of the near-barren city.

“When you took Stefan from me the pain was unbearable, but I understand it was an accident and even though this is very hard for me to say, I forgive you. And on behalf of my sisters, we all appreciate your help in trying to defeat these things.” Tears welled in her eyes and Harrison stared, his eyes full of wonder. “He forgives you. Don’t you Gabe?” Gabriel rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Nice to see some things don’t change.” “Gabriel, you said you had information for us,” Aurora interrupted, not liking the way Harrison was gazing at her sister. “Please, tell us what you’ve found.” He leaned in and stared at them closely. “In forty-eight hours, the Reapers will rise.”

“Tomorrow, we begin our revenge mission. And we are going from pack to pack destroying them all” I announced with rage seeping through my voice. “I suggest we call ourselves The Grim Reapers, for we are claiming the soul of the evil perpetrators and bringing balance to the world” Mich supported. “Which pack do we begin with” Eloha asks “We begin a journey following the route we came through; we start killing and destroying any and every pack we come across”. “What about weapons” Devin who has been quite asked