Reaper's Pet

"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, making her anger rise even more.
"Why are you doing this?" He looked at her with confusion, hearing 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 for a second before he shook his head.
"I don't hate you, nor want you to die. But I can't like you either, humans live a short life, I live forever. I can't let myself get attached to someone that will just die on me, or put you in danger," he sighed, scratching his neck. Something in his voice made her believe this wasn't his words, but rather words he had been told.

Do you love reapers, forbidden love, and a bad boy you can't help but adore? Then this is the story for you! 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. And pray to Death for her soul, cause damn, she's gonna need it.
Saving her brother, certainly brought complications Willow had never expected, like becoming a reaper's bloodbag, or as he likes to call it, pet.