A GRIM REAPER'S JOB
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Última atualização qua, jun 21, 2023
Death is inevitable.
It's supposed to be.
But the few moments before death
quit painful can they be.
As your past is revealed
and as they fill you with grief.
Your life reflecting back at you
as you sinned earlier
and you shall sin forever
as guilty as you may be
you shall never surpass
a grim reaper shall you see.
Mysterious deaths are taking place in this city, the deaths aren't related to each other, are they?
The people are all dying with their eyes wide open and their mouths in a gasp. Who is behind all of this?
Let's find out.
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The experiment.
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.Concluída
The Reaper
Tobias Peters was human until the day he died, trying to save his best friend. Upon the moment of his death, an angel appeared and asked him a favor from God."Become the Angel of Death."So begins Tobias's long journey through time until the day he falls in love with a mortal. They have a son together, but Tobias's wife is burnt at the stake for the crime of witchcraft and his son goes missing, lost in Time itself.Tobias is drawn to a young man named Harvey White. Together, they quickly discover that all is not well with the world. The Demons are trying to free Evuhl from its Seal, to bring chaos and destruction to the world. It is up to the Angel of Death to make sure that doesn't happen.Can Tobias really prevent innocent people from dying, all the while trying to work out just who Harvey really is? One thing is for certain-the world needs the Angel of Death now more than ever.Concluída
Six little Reapers (black butler/child reapers x reader)
(Y/N) is one of the most famous reapers in the realm, but she doesn't take souls, she's a singer, to all her fans she's the only light in this dark world. As much as she loves her life she's lonely in that mansion of hers, until one day she finds a little boy in the woods behind her house, and another in an ally . . . Now she's got six little reapers in her house and she's not sure what to do. While she's asking her friend for help, all those grown men who got turned into toddlers can do is wait, wait for a demon butler and a young witch-who sounds like she really wants to have sex-to create a potion that'll change them back into adults. Who knows how long that'll take. This is like those parent scenarios fanfics, or where it's usually the reader that's a child, but now it's the opposite 😆 let's see how this turns out, some will be shot some will be long.Concluída
The Everlasting Gaze (Completed)
*When Death comes knocking.....you have to open the door....* Life is a fragile state, one that with the tiniest tick can be switched off like a lamp. After a horrible "accident" Anna is left a lost soul, not yet ready to move on. The good news is, lots of ghosts are in the same boat as her, and the Grim Reapers have a job for her to do. One that could get her a chance at something she never had in life...but at a price. *Death has a long stare....and once he has his sights on you...it's everlasting. The Everlasting Gaze.*Concluída
They call me Grim (COMPLETED)
Ten years ago Anya Royce leapt from a bridge after relentless bullying. She died that day, with not even her werewolf healing able to save her, only to become a reaper. Changing her name and everything about herself, Grim now spends her days collecting souls and . . . waiting to collect souls. She has a mundane and emotionless life, filled only with the dead, and she's rather content. That is until, her undead life is interrupted when death is literally stopped. Grim is thrown from her realm and back into the human's to reinstate death. The only problem? She's sent back down to her pack, with the mate who rejected her and the bullies that pushed her off that bridge. Not only does she have to deal with a necromancer who has a dangerous amount of power and a guilty mate begging for forgiveness, she also has a sly and very smart hidden enemy, who won't stop until she has Grim and everyone else under her manicured thumb. Rest In Peace- Ha, she wishes!Concluída
The Thirteenth Reaper
I am Dire Grim, thirteenth son of the grim reaper, and i was born to be a bringer of death, feared by man... but i guess I'm just as useless as everyone thinks i am; I'm no good at reaping souls. Killing. In fact, I really suck at it... and now I'm trying to figure out whether or not thats a bad thing. As the thirteenth child of the legendary Grim Reaper, Dire Grim is expected to be just like his older siblings, and perhaps, in some ways, he is, but not in the ways that really matter. Sure, he looks like them, and tries to follow in their footsteps, but no matter how much he tries to be the invincible 'lord of death' his father expects him to be, something inside him seems to pull him down a forbidden path that could lead to his true destiny... or his inevitable demise. "Supposed son of darkness and death Troubled boy with a journey to tread You've joined the traitors this day, this hour Beware the wrath of Azrael's power This baby before you has cheated life Saved by a reaper born of light Find she who has nothing, no one, no where To begin your search for heavens heir" (Hey guys this story REALLY needs some feedback. I'm trying to get this to the point where i can publish it for real so if you have any thoughts, tips or opinions of anything in this story PLEASE let me know so i can keep fixing and improving it. Thanks guuuys!😘😎)
𝐒𝐂𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐄
𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 | 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 18+ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫. Misfortune has followed Vivienne since the moment she was born. Living quietly with her grandmother, she has long accepted that her future holds nothing bright. That belief is proven true the night she meets a strange man in the cemetery and offers him a beer, unaware of the fatal mistake she has made. The Grim Reaper turns his attention to Vivienne, his fascination twisting into something dangerous and inescapable. Caught in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden feelings, Vivienne must make a choice that will change her life forever. But with the devil breathing down her neck, knowing what's right and what's wrong is no longer so clear. ♰ "𝐖-𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲. 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄. 𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.Concluída![Grim Reaper's Handmaiden [Grim Books:1]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/221711565-256-k439281.jpg)
Grim Reaper's Handmaiden [Grim Books:1]
As a human, I've always wondered what's life after death. It's always there at the back of my mind. Will I ascend to heaven or will I get burnt in hell? I'm so immersed on the thought of it that I've never once questioned if angels or demons even exist. But even if I did, I won't have an absolute answer either way. The world we live in has so much more to it than what meets the eye. They're everywhere watching our every move, waiting for our last breath. And when our time comes he'll be there gladly to take us away. -- A/N: Regular release schedule: Once a week (Due to circumstances, I will be indefinitely updating. Apologies and thank you loves) I hope you'll stay with me in this journey and I hope this story will have more readers each day. UPDATE: Book 1 of Grim Books now completed. See you on book 2 ❤️ Thanks lovesss x and you can cringe now. **COPYRIGHT: All rights reserved. ** ** Copyright © 2020 Kuppuruchi ** Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and everything simply came from my overly imaginative mind. I do not own any of the photos displayed in this story. Cover: Original photo by @kianidoyle 💭Hey you! How did you get here? Are you lost? Nevermind. For finding this hidden in the deepest deepest part of the pile here's your prize (☞ •̀ω•́ )☞ 🕸️🕸️🕸️🚪 💭What are you waiting for? Walk through the door. What? There are spiderwebs? 💭JUST GO (┛✧Д✧))┛彡┻━┻ 💭 *Murmurs* this is me forcing u to read my story (◍˃̶ᗜ˂̶◍)ﾉ" *laughs in evil*Concluída
They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.
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