Red Scythe Novels & Stories

I stretched my hand, grabbed the sword, and swivelled my body in mid-air, making a perfect hero's skill. I landed on the ground, and I felt my muscles urging me to fight. I can feel my whole body aching for war, ready to shed blood. I am ready to show them what they just did to me, to get revenge and to teach them that no one messes with Rey Reed and goes Scot free. I unsheathed the sword from its housing, and I was awed by its sight. It was different from any other sword I had ever seen. It is glowing red, instead of the normal white.

Except for one. One of the grim reapers is watching the whole battle from a thick branch of a tree. She's just sutting there comfortably while sipping the sweet water inside the coconut. "Hmm," She moaned in happiness as soona s she finished her drink. She clasped her hands and then smiled. "Maybe it's time for me to join the battle," She said and summoned her scythe. Her scythe has an unusual form. It is a little rusty and a little too small for a normal scythe. Its blade is also uspide down as if it was not made to kill.

I rounded up my story "You're really evil ,you're a devil" Whitney yelled and I slapped her "No!! Don't you dare touch her you bastard" Jack yelled jerking on the chair "Don't worry lover boy, you'll get to watch more of this" I said and took a heated knife I held Whitney face in place and began moving the knife close to her face. "No stop please don't hurt her" Jack kept yelling I grinned and sliced Whitney face with the hot knife, she cried out in pain as blood gushed outta her cheek

He smirked, this was somehow fun. Mariam was showing off with her acrobatic skills, her small body allowed her move easily. She bounced off the chest of one, knocking him to the ground and twisted in the air aiming for another, she dug two small knives on either sides of his neck and retrieved the two swords which she had left in the chest of two men now lying dead on the floor, she yelled with each strike she made and without missing, twisting and turning to avoid fatal blows. She had six men down by her swords and only a few more to go. She was excited, she was angry and she was vengeful. She gripped the swords in both hands tightly, there was a pause from both parties which only lasted le

Scarlett had twim daggers out, and I was still trapped in between Lucas, a bit weak. I didn’t know if I could get my silver threads to move. Time seemed to stop. Scarlett and Lucas are both charging towards Ryker in a bid to have the first kill. Ryke4 wasn't moving even though he knew what was coming for him. I lashed out my silver threads in desperation towards Scarlett, hoping to deal with her first before moving to Lucas’s brother. Scarlett is suspended in the air, my threads glowing as they sucked the life out of her.

Gently, she cut into my wrist with the blunt knife, and suddenly I became less concerned about my sickness and more scared of dying from an infection. "Is it working?" I asked as blood dripped from my wrist and into the steel bowl beneath. "Camille?" "It might if you stop talking." She said with her eyes shut. I waited impatiently for something to happen and it was then I noticed the red powder on the blunt knife. "What is that?" I asked but by then whatever it was had started taking effect on me. I growled in pain as my bones snapped and my veins popped out. My Alpha eyes appeared and my sharp canines sprouted out. "What have you done?" I asked, struggling to resist the shift.

“Are you done? I’m going to sleep.” “I mean it, Scarlet.” He kissed me on the lips. “Other than me, I don’t know who can take care of you and healing your wounds. Let me be your lover, Scarlet.” “Whatever, I’m not listening.” I closed my ears with my hands and turned towards the wall to go to sleep. This Sin had to be out of his mind, I thought. With my tiredness, I soon drifted into slumberland. However, the slumberland I saw was not one of those pastel-coloured dreams filled with clouds. It was dark and lava was oozing over the black earth. Above me, bats circled the black, empty sky.

Nikka momentarily petrified on her standing, she felt her life will be drained for a moment, scared that she will lose Yui again. “Nikka get Yui out of here.” Zitrey strongly said making Nikka move her feet and immediately do it, and said worriedly to Zitrey, “Zeth the poison…” Zitrey uttered on her usual tone. “You don’t need to worry.” “What a great receive Crimson Blade.” Slicer proudly said. Suddenly, he startled when Zitrey holds his wrist, and he can’t remove it. “Awesome really awesome. Crimson blade is really great! You receive a great beat for a while ago and have wound everywhere, yet still have this strength left. But now, you were poisoned.”

he added. The glowing stone elongated into a silver scythe. Gold danced in his veins and reached the scythe creating gold twirling vines on the scythe’s handle. He spun the scythe and a luminous white light follows his scythe’s sharp tip. The light was giving the same aura of my yin-yang’s glow. His scythe now have a purifying power. “Now the real action begins.” Grip tilted his head on the side like a gangster.