Scythe Cover Novels & Stories

she pressed my nose with her index finger. Letting out a half-hearted groan, I stood up and gathered my almost forgotten drink. Donning a pair of black oven gloves I opened the steaming appliance and gently gathered the dish inside it. The steam from it curled upward in delicate swirls as I set it on the granite counter. “Voilà,” I announced when it was carefully set. “Oh my God Carson, this smells amazing!” Butterfly exclaimed as she stood up and took in a breath of the steam. “I can still detect that note of skepticism in your voice and let me tell you, I don't like it,” I removed the gloves from my hands and walked over to the other side of the kitchen to get a knife.

Heira paced angrily within me, and I knew any moment now, he would push out. The air suddenly went still, and an ominous silence fell among the ruins of the pack. Cold air rushed in from all sides, and strange shadows began to take shape around me. Scythe's power had increased since the last time. More larger and thicker lumps of shadow penetrated the air now, cloning themselves... more than one Scythe stood before me, ready to attack. "You called me." His voice was unusually deep and menacing, resonating like thunder in the environment. But I cared less; he could display an array of powers as much as he wanted, but he was going down today.

warned Venom. Cory was still burning as many vines as she could again while Hayden shifted back to his human form, threw his cloak on and drew his sword, using it to slash away the encroaching vines. Titan had backed the Soucouyant into a corner now but she was relentless. She raised the Axe to swing at the Beta’s chest but suddenly the room filled with Smoke, obscuring everything for a few moments.

Curiosity shot through her when she took all of the options in. “We have wolfsbane, liquid silver, silver whips, silver bindings. This one is my favorite binding because it has wolfsbane and silver coating the grooves. It digs into the area and gets even tighter with each attempt to move. The last canister is my patented spray. It’s the shifter equivalent of mace.” Brynn grabbed a little bit of it all and placed it in a box. The blades were put in there too. My mate ran her hands along my chest while she looked at me as if I was her own personal god. She surely was my own personal goddess, so it was certainly mutual.

" Flo held her stomach while groaning in pain. A little blood was visible on her hand. “FLO!!” Alisa panicked to see her friend injured. “Why? Are you in pain, huh? That was my follow-up attack. And now look at this.” Santana shouted again, calling for the weapon. “LEVEL THREE!!” Red light emerged again from the gap between the handle and the blade of the scythe. It was the highest mode for the second generation of the technology created by the Politech company. “EAT THIS!!” ZAZAZAZAZAZAZA

Its blade gleamed in the light, a dark obsidian flowing into its long matte black handle, that boasted a curve for better wielding. "If one of you fuckers doesn't answer me now I will punish everyone here" I looked down my nose, "and as most of you know I am more than capable if you dare." My mouth tipped upward in a half smile half snarl, daring them. I heard Liam exhale behind me, amused with my theatrics. I pointed my scythe at the nearest man, the tip dangerously close to his throat. "You must know something, being so close to the front" I cocked my eyebrow at him. "It would be wise to talk" I inched the scythe closer, pushing it against the tender skin. He gulped audibly.

Rei took a few steps closer to Troy and Briar. Putting his hand on Rei’s arm he whispered in his ear and Rei visibly calmed down. “You realize there are 3 wolves right outside her window, and the big guys are right downstairs waiting my signal. He’s not getting anywhere with Briar. I promise.” Scythe told Rei. “Fine. It’s your show. Go get her. I’ll hold back for now.” Rei replied. “Good, now Rei, please back up, you don’t want any this.” Scythe pushed Rei behind him as he started to release his aura. A low to the ground mist started curling around Scythe until it manifested a scythe like weapon with incredible reach.

Our parents are used to our banter. “I see Mom gave you your gift. Well, let me give you my gift.” Dad says with a grin as he waves his hand, and shadows swarm around his hand. When the shadows disappear, there is a war scythe in his hands. It’s almost identical to his. Except where his has black details, mine has dark purple. The top part of the blade has jimpings as the blade curves toward where it meets the staff; it has dark purple bone-like fragments sticking from it. On the bottom of the staff, there is a badass-looking skull with purple jeweled eyes. “It’s time you had your own war scythe for reaping souls.”

That I was not? When he lifted me up, I noticed a noticeable water stain on the apricot-colored couch. Leon followed my gaze and laughed. I felt my face burn with embarrassment. I hid my face in his neck and covered his eyes. "Don't look." "Alright, I won't look." He held back his chuckle, then carried me to the bedroom. As he laid me on the bed, he gently caressed my hair and kissed my lips. "Still want more?" I was dizzy from his kisses, but some remaining clarity told me that my answer didn't really matter right now. The outcome would be the same either way. It was better to just be honest.

Ice and I share an anxious glance before retracing our steps and sitting back down on the couch. This time, Gray and Bo sit down too. Bo takes a seat on the chair to my right. Gray sits down on the coffee table in front of us. “Like I said, Abraxas cares about blood purity,” He says slowly. “It is possible that he may… Expect certain things in exchange for the wolfsbane we need.” “What do you mean?” Ice asks. “He may want an alliance between our packs,” he explains.