Soa Reaper Novels & Stories

"My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?" I hit send and after a few seconds the computer dings again and this time the email reads, "It's the Soul Eater. Surviving off of our souls, she gets everlasting life and the only way to get yours back, is to kill her. She has been around for thousands of years and will continue to take people's souls unless someone stops her." Typing one more reply, I send it and a notification comes up, "Unable to send. Please try again."

They feed on human souls and flesh. Serra never saw one but they said the monster has scarlet glowing eyes, long and sharp razor-like talons, long black slithered body with black smoke coming out. The Reapers cannot be killed or even wounded by any weapons forged on earth. They are dimensional creatures and only those who draw power from other dimension can kill them, the Inkurs. The image of the monster gives shiver to her skins. She will never wish to meet one.

I tried to reassure her but she was freaking out. “There’s another way.” Joel interrupted coming back into the room. “What is it?” Rose asked intrigued. “We can have Abigail perform a mating ritual and we can bite you during that.” Rose’s shoulders loosened up and she quickly agreed. “I need a food break.” Rose told all of us. I understood. This was a lot to ask and a lot to digest. “I got them!” Sophie came bursting into the room with an arm full of blood bags. “Sophie!” Rose threw herself into Sophie’s arms, making the squishy bags fall all over the floor.

He was twirling a fountain pen in his hand, his fingers long and deft. When he saw me come in, he shot me a smile. “My Willow, you’ve arrived. Do you know why I picked you?” Aaron’s tone sounded lazy. “It’s because your grandfather owes our family three lives. Whether it’s you or your sister, one of you would have to come here for this marriage.” It seemed that everything had already been set in stone decades ago. I was nothing but a lamb to be sacrificed to repay a blood debt. “It is dangerous to be by my side. However, Willow, I can tell from the look in your eyes that you are beautiful and brave. Will you spend more of your time with me?”

ips trying to calm her agitation. Nick Cole felt helpless in the situation. -Calm down, woman. I'm sure Olegario will help us in this situation –said Nick trying to reassure her. Olegario knew Valeria; and they frequently collaborated with each other in their jobs that they had in common to investigate the underworld of crime. -Why are you so sure? –asked the journalist without letting go of a distrustful gesture. - I do not affirm it, but I presume it. A policeman and a detective can form a good team and could find common ground, until they discover the essential clue to find the whereabouts of the unbalanced man who calls himself "The Ripper"; proudly assuming the alias of the mythical Lon

Seeing as I wasn't getting through to Hayden, I hung up the call. However, who else could testify for me other than Hayden and Whitney? My mind was a mess. Just then, my colleague from the IT department, Zayne Fletcher, called me. "Have you run into trouble, Anna?" he asked worriedly.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed, motionless. The joy on Carmela and Sonny’s faces froze. They were terrified, mouths open, but no sound came out. Don Corleone’s eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Vincent, who was barely clinging to life on the floor. “What… did you call her?! “A sl*t?! Trash?! Meat for others to play with?!” He suddenly turned to me. Two muddy streams of tears spilled from the eyes of this cold, ruthless don. “So… so similar… “This birthmark… these eyes… You are… Sophia’s daughter…”

I whispered. "I saw what they were building in the vault, Mia," Reaper said, his eyes full of a haunted, desperate light. "I saw the missile specs. If the Wolves don't control the Engine, the world burns anyway. I’m not selling out. I’m making sure the right people hold the leash." He looked at Dax. "I'm sorry, Pres. But the Ghost has to die for the Wolf to survive." He pressed the button.

The agony was unbearable, and I blacked out within seconds. Then a cold, mechanical voice sounded in my ears. "Attention. The system has been activated. Your first task is to make Victoria fall for you. The reward for completing this task is a basic energy shield that blocks zombie attacks. Every dollar you spend on Victoria will be returned to you tenfold." I snapped awake in an instant, and the agony of being torn apart was gone. Fate was kind enough to give me a second chance. I quickly checked the time. There were 20 days left until Christmas. I vaguely remembered that in my past life, the outbreak had happened on Christmas Eve.

He just wanted for this pain and nightmare to end already. Naraja: *sigh* “Just get it over with you bastard.” ???: “Hohoo, with pleasure~, but this won’t be the last time just to let y’a know.” Naraja: “Yeah.. I already know.” ???: “Love y’a~.” Naraja: “F*ck off.”