Red Scythe Novels & Stories

“You have to cut the connection!” “I can’t— it’s inside me!” He reached her in a blur, grabbing her wrist and forcing her hand downward. Their fingers overlapped around the scythe’s handle, the combined power of their essence igniting the weapon in brilliant light. “Then we sever it together!” They drove the scythe downward, plunging it into the ground. Light exploded from the point of impact, tearing through the corrupted energy in violent, sweeping arcs. The entity shrieked, its form fracturing into shards of black glass that screamed as they fell.

Tristan froze for a moment, and I took the chance to yank my hand free. "Trying to play hard to get?" He scoffed. "Don't come crying when this blows up in your face. I'm not playing along." "You don't have to worry about that." I rubbed my reddened wrist, then turned to leave. "What do you mean? What's wrong with you? If you wanna break up, just say it!" He grabbed my arm from behind, his expression livid.

Tresicta came at her from the side scythe making contact with her cheek, but before she could just breeze past, she collided into her arm and she brought the powerful woman onto her back once again. Sapphire flipped back, almost taking the blade of her other scythe as it came out of the air. She couldn’t answer the questions of how things kept appearing when she heard it. Steel coming towards her and it went across her shoulder and so did another one over the other shoulder and beside both legs and she was bound.

The violet light in my veins was still screaming, but now it wasn't for attack—it was for protection. ​I looked up at the cliffs, my eyes burning. Silas had tried to kill me, and he had hurt my Julian. ​The "Scythe" in my hand solidified. It wasn't a shadow anymore. It was a physical blade of violet crystal, humming with the power of ten lifetimes. ​"My turn," I whispered.

“But what if someone comes…” “That’s the idea, silly,” she breathes. “No, I mean, what if someone else comes in…” “I’ll keep a look out,” offers Laura helpfully. “You can imagine I’m Scar Son if you like,” pleads Sandra, starting to squirm around on the bed, her hips writhing in sexual frustration while she fucks herself with two fingers inside her panties.

Long greasy looking hair covered most of its face and only one red colored eye was directed at the both of us as it approached. "I believe that is a corpse seeker, Rai," I mumbled sourly and pulled my sword out and held it in front of me. Rai patted my back and said there were six more surrounding us. The closest one reached out and scratched me on my forearm with its claw and I screamed in agony as the skin partially decayed and fell away. I looked at Rai and told him we were both fucked. I watched him close his eyes and felt the ground shift beneath my feet. My mouth dropped open as thick black clouds engulfed Rai and formed a cloak around his growing form. He opened his hand and a shiny s

I wipe off blood from my nose and snap it back in place “Last chance, tell me where to find that bastard and you might be alive to rebuild” “Don't underestimate me just because you were able to land an attack on me” blood drips from her face and she slowly walks to me Death Scythe emerges from my shadow and floats beside me before I grip it firmly and run to her. I perform a front thrust, pushing Death Scythe to her face but Madame Abigail steps to the side and i turn it over making the blade curl behind her and then pull it back fast

I block, but I feel my bones crack under the intense force. I jump back, recalling the scythe and healing my hands. Erebus didn’t give me that luxury. He grabbed my arm and smashed me into the ground. It shattered and cracks tore through the ground for miles. My whole body erupted in pain, as I gritted my teeth and waited. Erebus' eyes glowed again, this time a fiery red. This is different. Disintegration. Oh dear. “Come on...” The red glowing eyes grew brighter and brighter like twin red suns. Then I heard the sound of metal tearing and the eyes stopped getting bigger. I looked down to see the tip of the scythe going through his chest. Immediately, he was pulled back into the air, and he s

Ryan raised the chair in his hands, and with a swift motion, brought it down on me, his eyes cold as they met mine. I was paralyzed by the fear in my eyes, unable to move. "Ah!" The pain shot through me like a jolt of electricity, and I couldn't contain the blood-curdling scream that escaped my lips. My fingers were crushed instantly, mangled and bleeding, as I stared at them in disbelief. The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest.

Vayu said. "Is there any plan in mind?" Wilhelmina asked. Lars looked at his Scion friends one by one, then grinned. "None whatsoever." Everyone smiled, and in perfect unison, all of their Scion Weapons materialized. Lars' Celestial Calibur emitted a white light like that of first dawn. Mell's Balor glowed amber and seeped to the ground he stood on. Rachelia's Hellbriar Scythe gleamed a menacing crimson in its blade. Wilhelmina's Cocytus Claws were cold and misty, bringing her own personal winter. Lastly, Vayu's Arcus Ignis enveloped him in all the colors in the world.