Scythe Faraday Novels & Stories

" 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

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

One stays with her, far enough to keep its distance and the other shoot off North, West, South, and East. "Ahh...!" Sophia screams. My head immediately snaps to her - she looks so weak. Her features begin to pale, and her body withers painfully. Charming's frustrated roars reach my ears. And it isn't just her. Jaxson and Grayson look equally affected. "W-What are you doing to them - stop it!" I scream. Freya only chuckles. "I am merely doing what I promised, taking Eldora's power for myself. Your precious Qusayr seem to feel their precious planet dying," now that I think about it, I can feel Freya's power growing. It's the black holes!

“Scythe of the Seventh, come to your master.” From the darkness above, an even darker shape fell to the ground and I reached out to touch it. It felt cold to the touch and the shadow dissipates to reveal a huge scythe, several times taller than I am. I pick it up and swung it around, testing the weight. It feels a little bit heavy, but nothing that I can’t handle. I twirl it above my head and rush at him, sweeping low and going for his torso. A large hand clamped down on the scythe with incredible speed, jolting me forward into a fist. I block, but I feel my bones crack under the intense force.

After losing his entire retirement savings to a scam, my father-in-law, Kyle Knight, tried to kill himself by overdosing on pills. I frantically called my husband, Joshua Knight, a psychology expert, hoping he could talk his father out of it. "Dad lost his entire retirement fund to a scam. He left a suicide note, and he's trying to kill himself. Come home!" Instead, Joshua snapped at me for making such a big deal out of it. "Your dad's made plenty of bad decisions before. Maybe this'll finally teach him a lesson. Don't bother me with stupid stuff like this again. I'm trying to watch a movie with Vanessa." For a second, I thought he hadn't heard me clearly. I was about to tell him that t

Scythe said and looked up, he began staring at her face "Check this one" Indigo said but got no answer nor reaction from him "Are you-" A gasp escaped Indigo's lips when Scythe pulled her, making her sit on his thigh. "What are you doing!" Indigo exclaimed, looking around. Thankfully, the computer lab was empty. It was just the two of them. Indigo made to stand but Scythe grabbed her waist firmly "Scythe, let me go! What if someone sees us!" She scolded him

THREE PERSON POINT OF VIEW The sun was shining bright as it shade its ray through the window directly on Afraah's fair skin. Her skin glittered as her eyeballs began to move around adjusting to the brightness of the room. She slowly opened her eyes and let out a long yawn before she stretched her arms. She quickly walked to the bathroom and perfumed ablution. Soon after she performed ablution, she wore her hijab and prayed. She had already concluded prayer when she heard a buzz from her cell phone which was kept on the bed beside her, she picked up the phone and glanced at the number calling, it was Rayan

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

Two months later, his friends asked again, "Tristan, how long has it been since Esther contacted you?" Tristan froze, unable to respond. It had been a while since Esther had reached out to him. The home that had once been theirs felt empty without her. It was just cold brick walls now and could no longer be called a home. "This isn't right. Esther's always been soft and gentle, but now she's acting so decisively." At that moment, Tristan's friend, Jordan Fletcher, hesitated before saying, "Tristan, I heard Esther's with the heir of the Russell family in Straburgh."

Need to figure out how to counter this before it destroys everything. But first I need to check on Freya. Make sure she is still sleeping. And just as I was about to take another step our eyes met