Scythe Book Series Novels & Stories

They both smiled. Ashvell flipped through the books one by one. He already stopped trying to read the titles. "You know who could really help you with these?" Cassana and him both shared a look, then they turned their heads to the door. ════════════════════════ "Is scythe a weapon?" Robb inquired, while reading through a small tome in his hands. The three were now seated around a table. The pile of papers on top had grown reasonably taller.

“And people said you were the feral one?” From the seat beside him, Hayden speaks for the first time in a soft rasp. “This place smells strange.” Paige leans forward in her seat. “Strange how?” He frowns, like he’s listening to something none of us can hear. “Like memory and… fear.” Paige’s eyes soften. “Hayden… are you okay?” He nods once, but there’s a delay. A hesitation. Since his resurrection, something in him is quieter. More watchful. Almost painfully gentle. Ronnie said the Twiceborn wolves are not the same wolves they once were. They carry their death like a shadow.

Wearing a blue dress, her delicate features resembled Thea’s. The moment she walked over to Sophie, she noticed the bizarrely-shaped scythe in front of Sophie. For some reason, she could feel a sense of familiarity with the scythe. Upon being reminded of the scythe within her body, her mind stirred, and a scythe materialized before her. Immediately, the it flew forward and blocked the bizarrely-shaped scythe that intended to deal Sophie the killing blow.

Nothing came out of her mouth as he was leading her down the path of her destruction. What else could she have expected from him? She willingly chose this path. She signed up for it fully aware of the consequences. Stepped into this forbidden circle with no way out until he decided otherwise. Goosebumps crept up her arms as the cold of the place made contact with her warm skin, but more than that, they were the result of his proximity. Kevin's calloused hand pushed the glass door, guiding her inside. They were now right beneath the rainfall shower head, its soft golden light subtly kissing their clothed bodies.

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

The guy screamed out in pain, as blood started gushing out of his neck. ************************* "Noooooooooooo!!!!" Both Wise One and Herbert screamed out of their sleep, and start breathing heavily. "The Tyrant Hybrid has awoken!!" THE END Book two would be available starting from next month!

And in his hand was Alexis' scythe. Swuuungggg~... Swuuungggg~ ... Swuuunggg~ ... Andrew Tomahawk, the noble class vampire who became a shadow army, and in his giant form, swung Alexis's mystical scythe at Damien, trying to attack him. Damien was a little surprised that Andrew, despite being in such a large body shape, could swing a scythe very quickly. His movements completely did not reflect the body of a giant who was slow and also had a limited range of motion.

This is book two in the series, we are going to see Autumn evolve to become the person she is meant to be with her bff and vampire love by her side

Axel signaled him to come nearer and sit in front of him. “What’s your name and rank?” “I-I’m Sky... and I’m a Psi,” he meekly muttered, pushing his glasses up. Axel understandingly nodded. A Psi, just like Liam. “Good evening to you too, Sky. What do you need?” “W-Well, uh, I just finished reading a book and I-I thought I’d share it with you... Alpha.” Sky gave him the book with shaking hands. He looked down on the cover and read the title: The Anthem of Lycanthropy.

Something took over my body. Power erupted from me as the scythe flew from Elder Zeebs hand into my own, my arm swung out as Alpha Kylen seemed to appear out of nowhere stepping in front of his father, the blade sliced through his neck. He fell to the ground as Elder Zeeb stood in shock, then screamed “My son, you little bitch, you murdered my son, as he knelt holding his son's head, his Luna ran to Alpha Kylens body sobbing throwing herself at him. Behind Zeeb, the army moved to attack me. The scythe was poised again as power continued to spill out. "Leave!" an unfamiliar voice ordered as the wolves' heads snapped up and Elder Zeeb and the Luna looked at me and the others in shock.