Scythe Trilogy Novels & Stories

I suggested. He open his eyes and look at me, he smiled at me, "No." "But I don't want to!" I pointed out. My world is full of betrayal, facades, and lies everywhere. Anytime-- anyone can pull the trigger and leave a cold body lying on the floor. But it's my destiny. Thanatos means death, death means freedom. __

A knife. She felt it slice her back again and again. Her breath became ragged. She didn’t want to pass out now. Not when Bryan was not yet safe. After the fourth slice, she finally had the chance to breathe. She gritted her teeth but the pain in her back now was way past endurance. She was strong, yes, but this was just too much. “This will keep you off my path at least for the next few years. See you next time, bitch.” Yolanda said, entering her car. Lauren could only stare at the cars driving off as the tears that formed her eyes dropped

But maybe, there’s more to her than what meets the eye. Prologue: Victor’s P.O.V: Two years ago... I have a bad feeling about this. Two weeks ago, my life had been completely normal, uncomplicated. But that was before my sister came back after graduating college with two of her best friends...with her. Kendra Millar

Manang Lydia said. “Does she allow that?” Manang Lydia smiled and winked at me. “If you are feeling fine, then you can.” I went upstairs and went to Dale’s library. Before picking up a book to read, I enjoyed looking, rooming around first, leaving a gentle touch to every book I passed by. My gaze at the “The Scorch Trial” book that was written by James Dashner. I already finished reading “The Maze Runner”. I decided to read it and went to the garden.

The content now included an image of a scythe, similar to the one held by the Grim Reaper. "What does this scythe mean?" Austin asked, his brow furrowed. Ezra's eyes flickered with fear. "This is the Death Scythe, symbolizing the harvesting of lives. In the Shadow Web Syndicate's assassination orders, if a Death Scythe appears, it means that a top assassin from the Death List has taken an interest. Each scythe represents one top-tier assassin from the Death List." Austin's pupils contracted sharply. He suddenly understood why Ezra, usually so unflappable, was so visibly shaken.

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.

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."

Though Kedrick, Taewi and I were protected by the raised walls and narrow entrances of the mining district, Alyx's position was isolated and easy to access. Fortunately for Alyx, it seemed as though Harlow only wanted to take revenge on me. He wasn't thinking tactically. "Well," I began, "I have a simple theory." ** The first Apollo screamed into the east end of the mining district at top speed, engine growling. Its body swivelled around, searching for its first target. Fourteen more Apollo followed it, members of Scythe Squadron prepared to sacrifice themselves to wipe us out. The lead Apollo seemed to pause for a moment before its head snapped towards my position.

“We can’t, if we don’t fight.” Kyra had just finished staking a vampire dead when something flung in her direction and her reflex was too quick that she dodged it immediately and saw where it landed. It was a sword and she then turned her head to look at who had thrown it in her direction and she saw that it was Kyle. She let out a small grunt and pulled her sword out from the vampire before walking towards Kyle who now held another sword in his hand. Kyra recognized it, it was the one he had used to kill Kathryn and she felt another great surge of rage in her.

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of