Twewy Reaper Novels & Stories

he murmurs. Rolling my eyes I cross my arms leaning back in my chair, “care to share with the class?” He presses his palms together and asks, “son, have you ever heard of the Reapers?” I frown, “No. What is a Reaper?” He leans over, “so when you die, the Reaper is the one who severs your bond from this world that lets you move onto the next. For us back to the Moon Goddess. They are curious beings and only those who have seen traumatic death can see them. I’m sure there is one in our pack right now, waiting for someone to die. They are nearly untraceable and hold no allegiances to anyone but their task. Sever the bond, let the soul move on.”

The bodies of the two attackers did not feel like ordinary flesh but more akin to puppets. "Who are you people?" Chase roared, his voice filled with fury. The black-clad man coughed blood, a grim smile on his lips. "Who are we? Haha... We're reapers. Everything on you... is ours now!" As he spoke, the man slammed a hand over the wound on his chest. A thumb-sized green talisman materialized, emitting a sharp, piercing hum.

The forest trembled beneath the weight of wings. Shadows slid across, blotting out the stars, fifty hunters of nightmare, bound by blood-oath and gold glided effortlessly. The Wyverns came first. Twenty-five scaled reapers, their sinewed bodies gleaming like wet iron beneath the moon. Their wings were vast, membranous sails, beating against the treetops. Spines ridged their backs like serrated blades, and from their fanged maws dripped venom that hissed where it struck the leaves. Their eyes burned with the dull red of banked embers — cold, intelligent and merciless.

Breathing. The entity staggered. Weakened. Angry. "You—you stole my meal. You—you interfered. You'll—you'll pay for—" Reaper shot her. Not regular bullet. Quantum disruption round. Same kind he'd used before. Except modified. Enhanced. Designed specifically to— The entity's form flickered. Destabilized. Started fragmenting. "Sarah's been preparing," Reaper said. "Two years of studying entity. Two years of designing weapons. Two years of—of being ready for this exact moment. For when she escaped. For—"

Connecting. The code in my veins sang in response, a harmonic resonance that was both terrifying and beautiful. >Life, the Reaper whispered, its voice now a soft, echoing murmur. >New growth. The garden expands. It wasn’t going to kill me. It was claiming me. And it was claiming my child. The tendril retracted. The Reaper took a step back, its form beginning to dissolve, to flow back into the river. >Await the season of bloom, its voice echoed in my mind as it melted into the water and was gone.

Like hoppy. The girl wheezed, tried to crawl away, but the bonds held tightly, and her back rested against a tree trunk. Only a few steps separated the victim from the undead. The stench emanating from the Walker became unbearable. The ugly face of a ghoul with traces of earth on rotting skin was distorted by greed. Blue lips stretched out, revealing strong teeth. Someone's husband or father will bite her to death. Someone who loved, suffered, lived, but died and... was reborn into this .

she laughed nervously, Shawn froze, staring at the mix of pink and blue confetti scattered across the floor, across Eva’s hair, across his own shoulders. Then the realization hit him like a lightning strike, “Twins,” His voice cracked with awe, “We are having twins!” He exclaimed, throwing a fist in the air, The room erupted in joyous shock, “Twins?!” Eleanor gasped, covering her mouth, Richard let out a rare laugh, “This is Incredible,” Daine squealed, clapping her hands together, “Oh my goodness, one boy and one girl!”

The thought of her filled him up through the night and he wanted to get it sorted out. Eric had established different companies in Arkansas and was also a board member in many different companies. His new project was going to be the talk of the town as he had dreamt it would be, two twin 20-storey buildings linked together by a small bridge with all social amenities inside. Fascinating, he thought to himself as he carefully shaved his beard in the shower. "I need to look good today," he thought out loud, " I must make a good first impression, who knows today will be a winning day for me with Sandra". He hurriedly showered and made himself a cup of coffee.

"Caroline! Thank god you're okay. I preferred not to leave you alone with them, but they made me leave!" "I know. Look," I sit up against the headboard of my bed. "I found the leak. The twins have the information already. But I need you to perform a system test. If I found it here on my end, then it's going to be even worse over there." "Can you do it? Please! You are the only one who can create a better firewall than me!" "Fine, but make sure it's without the twins." He sighs on the other end. "They are quite the scary duo, aren't they? I'll set up a visit for you and send you the details."