Soa Grim Reaper Novels & Stories

Then he got distorted again as if it was glitching. "Alisoooooooooooon!!!!" The words almost sounded like an anguished moan. I tried closing my eyes but nothing happened. I clawed my way out of his grip but it was useless. 'No, go away. I don't want you anymore. Go away.' I repeatedly chanted in my head as if it was a mantra to vanquish this horrifying entity. He was beyond the saving point and it's making me feel guilty.

Reaper Swithin said, blowing his nose and taking in the air. "AAHHHHH! This Moroi blood!" Reaper Swithun Johnson is the guardian of Strigoi Grave Risen Coven. He has ginger hair and blue eyes and always wears a black dress coat with silver buttons. He is tall and lean, with a sharp jawline and a piercing gaze that can make even the bravest of souls tremble. Reaper Swithun is known for his unwavering loyalty to the coven and his fierce protection of its members. After Ace, Reaper is second in command in the coven.

A smile tugged on my lips as my eyes landed on Jacob, he was talking to someone, he hasn't seen me yet. My attention was diverted as I saw Mr. Griggs approaching us immidiatly to welcome us and alone with him was a man, I have not seen before, in his mid thirties, his eyes scanning me up and down...in a creepy way, causing a shiver of disgust to ran down my spine. "Mr. Deluca...what a pleasure" he said, extending his hand towards Agustin. "Mr. Lockhart" Agustin acknowledged with a curt nod.

"What I mean is..." She didn't finish what she wanted to say when the alpha next to her suddenly spoke. "Mondrei is a ruthless and greedy alpha from the Night Walkers Pack. He's so obsessed with showing the world how strong and powerful he is. His hobby is to go into the camps of another pack and kill all the alphas and betas who are members of it. And he takes the omegas to make them slaves in their camp," the kind alpha explained. "That... That's what he did to us." Lany's voice was almost trembling.

The young reaper did as he asked. As I held her at gunpoint, Griff approached the old woman’s dead body and placed a hand on her shoulder. By now, Fenrir had perfected the way we could extract souls. Since Griff and I carried his mark, we only needed to touch the dead body of a wolf, and their spirit would enter one of our crystals. “Did you send him to Hell?” the reaper asked, her voice trembling. I shook my head. “He’ll be somewhere in the middle of the Gobi desert. You guys can use your scythes to fly, right?”

hindi ko na pinakinggan ang tinig na iyon at mabilis kong pinasok ang silid sa kabila ng tila harang na pumigil sa akin. The moment I cradled her small body into my arms, a gust of cold wind then entered the room. The chills was giving me goosebumps. It was followed by a man in black cloak standing by the window carrying a large scythe. "You idiot. Crossing the barrier is forbidden!" It was the first time I met the guy who call himseld as Grim Reaper. And the first time I witnessed with my own eyes, how he carried her soul away. Leaving me with only the dead body of a child I had the reason to live to.