Red Reaper

Red Reaper

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Cyrus Black is miserable. His sister has been in the hospital for months now following a run-in with the deranged serial killer 'Red Reaper'. Her critical condition is unchanged, and the money their now deceased parents left for them is nearly gone. Cyrus has taken to working several jobs, which last from early morning to late at night, giving him only precious minutes to visit with his baby sister. The only real social interaction he gets is from his estranged friend, Fors Esser. So what happens when a lunatic and a miserable try to find a serial killer who isn't even human? Nothing good. (Precursor to Black Tyrant, release pending)
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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. "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. "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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