Reaper's dreams

Reaper's dreams

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I am well known by two names, and neither bring pleasant feelings. I am Death, or as I am frequently called, the Grim reaper. ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️ The Grim reaper, a once mortal man, who now is over 400 years old has a heart of solid stone. Or so he had thought. With the arrival of a certain four year old girl, he soon finds he has much more kindness than he'd known. Insert the possibility of a love interest, some tampering with fate itself, and an unnamed foe, and he has a much more complicated life than what he bargained for. ▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️▪️ Without a word I leaned down and scooped up her small form, hoisting her up against my chest. Her arms came to rest around my neck and I could hear her sniffle a bit. " thank you.." her small voice called quietly against my shoulder. I froze, then confusion sank in. " for what, dear?" I asked baffled that she was thanking me. " for saving me." She whispered.
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"I love you," Jack smiled. They looked at each other for what felt like a decade. "...No. No you don't." Willow rolled her eyes. "It seemed like the part of our fight where I should say it," he smirked, only making her anger rise. "Why are you doing this?" His expression faltered for a second as he heard the fear in her voice. "Treating me like this? Do you hate me or something? Or do you just not care if I live or die?" His eyes widened briefly before he shook his head. "I don't hate you, or want you to die. But I can't like you either. Humans live a short life, I live forever." He paused, taking a breath. "I can't let myself get attached to someone that will just die on me, or put you in danger," Jack sighed, scratching his neck. Something in his voice made Willow believe this wasn't his words, but rather, words he had been told. When Willow made a deal with a reaper to save her little brother, she never expected to end up as one's bloodbag. Or, as Jack likes to call her, 𝙋𝙚𝙩. Join Willow on her journey as she discovers the hidden supernatural world that has been right under her nose for longer than she even remembers. One where love is forbidden and can get you killed. And pray to Death for her soul, because 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯, she's gonna need it. "𝑨 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆." 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍. "𝑰𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒆, "𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉." Parts 1-2-3 of the Reaper's Pet trilogy

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