A Reapers Story

A Reapers Story

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., janv. 6, 2021
All of us, live in the beyond, the space in between, we are one of many, groups of nomad women and men who's lives purpose is to find stray souls and spirits that needed guidance in order to reenter the rebirth cycle. We are the reapers, the fetchers of souls. The ghosts that are in the background of mass shootings, car accidents, in hospitals, and the battlefields of war. We are the ones who retrieve the souls, return it to the soul stream so that it can begin a new. Ary One day I'm out gathering herbs with my grand mama, when the beyond opened and dropped me straight into a battlefield of blood, gore, and death. I'm now destined to cart these souls to the rebirth cycle until there are no more dead left, which might be difficult seeing as supernaturals drop like flies, every single day. I have thousands of souls to catch up on, and even more every day. During all of this chaos, I end up meeting supernaturals that are alive and not fighting on this battle zone: William, Justin, Eli, and Theo. They try and pull me from my job insisting that I am danger, but what they don't understand is that it is them who are the breakable ones for I am already dead. This is a Reverse Harem book of Greek Gods, a destroyed legacy, supernatural races at war, and one very stubborn Reaper. This book contains mature content of 18+. slow/medium burn romance.
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Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

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