Novel & Cerita Tokyo Ghoul White Reaper

"Where did you-" "Finally, I found it mate. Soul reaper is mine." Terry let out his usual dark chuckle. That knife is soul reaper. "Now, should I kill you first and then go for her next?" he asked Alex and his words rang through my mind a million times before it all came crashing down. Wait-wait, there is no way that this knife can kill a vampire right? It can't be, there is-

Alien but welcome. He turned, then walked the perimeter of the border, about a few metres from where he had originally stood. It wasn't far from where he had first met Aella and imprinted on her. The place held so much sentimental value to him now. He'd imprinted on one of the greatest and rarest breeds of wolves, a White Wolf, and he had never felt this lucky. Among a grove of trees, a tombstone stood, white, and eerily regal. Vines and thistles were already creeping up the tombstone. Logan walked forward and crouched before the tombstone, then pushed aside the vines on it.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

A reaper that will work for Umbra and only Umbra. Rain begins to pour over the top of us as we fight. More wolves come to fight as both my wolves and the wolves with Chaos grow in numbers, but I have something Chaos doesn't have. I have the ancestors. The ancestors pour the rain over us and bring the thunder. They push Chaos and his wolves back into the woods. "Be gone!" The ancestors say. The rain clears, and the wolves collapse to the ground. I look to my right to see Fallon and Libby. "They want me to die. Does anyone want me to be the reaper?" Fallon asks.

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

Just endless darkness. The Alpha Hunter let out a deep warning growl. The creature stopped walking. Its head tilted slightly. Like it was studying Ethan. Lucian sighed softly. “Well.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “That’s unfortunate.” Ethan stared at the thing approaching them. “What… is that?” Lucian answered calmly. “That is called a Reaper.” Raven’s voice became sharp immediately. “There shouldn’t be one here.” Lucian nodded. “Agreed.” Ethan frowned. “And what exactly does a Reaper do?”

"Throw her down, Raziel! Toss her off! I'll catch her in my teeth!" The Sphinx paces furiously at the base of the wall, roaring into the night air. "Absolutely not!" I yell over the rushing wind. Raziel twists violently in the air, trying to shake me off like a dog shaking off a flea. But I am a Reaper. I stick to his interlocking wheels like superglue. I pull myself up, crawling over his sacred rings until I am face-to-face—or rather, face-to-giant-glowing-eyeball—with his central core.

’ my wolf asked as they were mere inches away from him. Everything started to move in slow motion, and then, I breathed. As the air came up out of my lungs and through my nostrils, I blinked for only a fraction of a second, and he was already gone. ‘I am more scared of whatever has convinced him to become that man,’ I finally answered my wolf, as Cassian's shadow lingered behind one of the warriors. For those brief milliseconds where Cassian completely vanished and his shadow manifested behind one of the men, I was convinced that the true Night Reaper was back.

He didn’t say the name with love, that’s for sure. “I am.” Hunter nodded hesitantly. “How is Collin a reaper? What are reapers exactly?” Callie asked. “Reapers are kind of like special agents. Trained to deal with combat and other things. Reapers are normally sent out in groups to bring in the people on the list.” “They abduct people?” Callie’s eyebrow shifted up. “Kind of.” He nodded. “What do they do to the people they capture?” I asked hesitantly. “I don’t know.” Hunter replied, “Reapers are required to work on orders, no questions asked.”