White Reaper Tokyo Ghoul Novels & Stories

I looked between his eyes, watching the black flicker to brown in and out until his beast won, the black consuming the orbs entirely, leaving no white. “You… the gods cursed you? You’re not D…” I trailed off, not knowing what to say. He wasn’t Death? He wasn’t a God? It all sounded so ridiculous now that I was about to vocalize it to his face. “I may not be a mortal, but I’m not a God.” He chuckled darkly. “Then what are you?” I asked, terrified to hear the answer. “A reaper.” He whispered, and my blood turned to ice.

What must have happened to them. Without knowing what the grudge was there was no way out of this. Alexa had to act fast. She had to find out what happened and how all this came to be. " Who are you then. Please tell me?" " I am a soul reaper. My job is collect souls and take them to the underworld." A scythe made of ice appeared in its now skeletal hand and a skeletal face imerged from under the hood making Alexa shudder. In all her life she has never met a grim reaper. It was really in front her and it was waiting for Alpha Felix's death.

The woman behind me, points at me and screams, "He killed her." Scanning the crowd around me, I catch a glimpse of red and look closer. There she stands, the soul eater with her black soulless eyes just smiling at me with that smile that still creeps me out. You would think that it wouldn't after all this time, but it still gives me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Azrael’s face turns pale, “what did he look like my love?” “Pale, very pale. With white hair and he had these bright purple eyes. He told me that the dream was a premonition of the future and if nothing was changed it would come true.” The tears I was trying to hold back started to fall. “What is it Scar?” his expression looked pained and his face nearly white a sheet. “You saw a Reaper my love,” he whispers. “They are the bringers of death. Their life goal is to ferry souls to the afterlife once their mortal body dies.”

I furrowed my brow and shook my head. "No, Nekane. I'm the Reaper Queen and a Death Goddess. I will not run and hide, I will fight and destroy my enemy," I decreed as I called my scythe and felt the black smoke roll across my flesh making a black cloak. I was a kick ass female reaper and Nekane nodded his head doing what I'd done. We were awesome together and I held his hand as we vanished to reap his brother.

Kaine said as he passed the book around in front of me so I could read the contents. Reya - The White Guardian Nicknamed Reya the Reaper, or Reya the Ghost Wolf. This She-Wolf is part of the sixteen Guardian Wolves. The originals of the beasts that have been granted to the Shifter Race. Primarily gifted to the True-Alpha shifters. She is known for her special abilities and above average strength that she gifts to her human counterparts. Unlike other Wolves, Reya is only reborn and gifted to a user once every hundred years. Reya's rebirth normally predates a time of great strife for her people, for each time this particular Guardian Spirit is reborn, War normally befalls the lands she is born

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 .

The other had eyes like still water. Eventually, the younger man stormed off. The other turned toward me. "Human," he said. "How are you?" I swallowed hard. "Who are you? Where am I?" "The underworld. The land of the dead." "Am I in hell?" He didn’t answer right away. "You’re not going anywhere. You ended your life before your time," he said. "Then why am I still here?" "Because of me," he replied. "You were meant to vanish, but I intervened. I’m giving you a second chance. You’ll return to the human world as a soul reaper."

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

a voice commanded from the doorway, deep and authoritative, slicing through the tension like a blade. I whipped my head toward the sound, my breath catching as I saw him—Lucian Moretti, the Reaper, standing there, his broad shoulders filling the frame. His jet-black hair caught the light, his gray eyes piercing through me with a mix of betrayal and something darker, something I couldn’t name. He wore a tailored black suit, the fabric hugging his muscular frame, exuding the arrogance of a man who owned the world—and everyone in it.