Showing results for "Reapers" in Paranormal

Piper's always been aware of Levi. He's the kind of man who it's impossible to ignore. With his broad, muscular frame and gunmetal grey gaze he makes a statement without saying a word. But it's not until her psyche brushes his in an unguarded moment that they both realise: they are anchors.

He is the Keeper of Souls. Judge, jury, and executioner. He is death personified. He is the Grim Reaper. A fallen angel who commands the respect of both Heaven and Hell, Azagoth has presided over his own underworld realm for thousands of years. As the overlord of evil souls, he maintains balance crucial to the existence of life on Earth and beyond. But as all the realms gear up for the prophesied End of Days, the ties that bind him to Sheoul-gra have begun to chafe. Now, with his beloved mate and unborn child the target of an ancient enemy, Azagoth will stop at nothing to save them.

3,000-year-old demon grim reaper, Aiden Finn has been in trouble with Management before. Back in 79 A.D., he did some serious time in Hell for disobeying the orders of his boss. He just wants to do his job and stay off of Management's radar, but all that's about to change when he tries to get his latest Charge, Carol, to board the ferry and cross the River Styx after she becomes the latest victim of a serial killer targeting witches.

Cora and Hudson are in the middle of the mating dance, meaning he's overbearing, obsessed, and a little unhinged. The heat is on from both of their families to tie the knot officially. However, when White Castle is suddenly overrun with an army of ghosts, Cora and the gang get sucked into another supernatural disaster. At the center of the chaos? Eloise Roberts. But to wield that kind of power, she'd need more than demons, shifters, or vampires—she'd need a deity.

I was given the name Paris at birth. So far, I've lived up to it; or rather, down to it. Too pretty, too unfocused, too easy a target. My father even tried to sacrifice me. And then I was saved by a beautiful, haunted man. Mac is a reaper; he delivers lost souls. But when he came for mine, I wouldn't let go. And now I can hear other souls too. I can help him. Love him, if he'll let me.

Abby is a Ranger, part of an elite group who defend the border against Reapers - humans infected with a parasite that turns them into mindless cannibals. Rangers are immune to Reaper infection, and as one of the only female Rangers, Abby is expected to settle down and breed more Rangers-a fate she's keen to avoid. When she's ambushed on the plains, she's ready to go out with guns blazing - until a mysterious, handsome cowboy rides to her rescue. Jake has his own motives for helping Abby, beyond aiding a damsel in distress.

Billionaire playboy Ricco Ferraro knows no other life. Being a shadow rider is in his blood - but so is a haunting desperation stemming from the secrets of his dark past. His recklessness puts not only his life at risk but the future of his entire family. To save them all, he must find a woman who can meet his every desire with a heat all her own. Just when Ricco has given up hope, he meets her - a mysterious woman whose shadow connects with his.

Ollie Dormier’s tattoos are deadly. She is a Scrivener - an employee for Death - and her skull tattoos mark her clients for their demise. She does her job, and she stays out of trouble. But when her hands start to burn hot and fierce and her control goes leaping out the window, all hell breaks loose. Ollie is showing the early signs of being a Master...demonstrating power that is forbidden. That power is exactly what Reaper Brent Hume is counting on.

Welcome to Nocturne Falls, the town that celebrates Halloween 365 days a year. The tourists think it's all a show: the vampires, the werewolves, the witches, the occasional gargoyle flying through the sky. But the supernaturals populating the town know better. Living in Nocturne Falls means being yourself. Fangs, fur, and all. Death is what grim reaper Lucien Dupree knows best. Or rather, he did until his reaping powers became tragically unreliable. Now he’s living in a self-imposed exile to keep humanity safe. Sure, it’s a lonely existence, but it’s the best thing for everyone.

Serving Death and the Reapers has been my life for centuries. I’ve always put my duty before everything, even my yearning for Death. But now, she’s fading - our foe is bent on destroying her and he will stop at nothing until he does. Death holds the key to our survival. I will do everything in my power to stop her from disappearing. For her, I will ensure we have the best fighting chance. For her…I will cross the divide keeping us apart.

Just like all little girls, I hoped I was special and that one day my powers would be revealed. My parents would be bewildered, my friends would equally worship and envy me, and my bullies would run away in terror! Nothing happened when I turned 10. I didn't grow wings at 12, still wasn't able to make things move with my mind at 14, and at 16, I was already too old to believe in such nonsense. Well, what do you think happened the day I turned 18? I got the confirmation that I was only human. In the mail! Oh, and also an invitation to apply to the Grim Reaper Academy.

What could be worse than getting tricked by a demon and sucked into the fiery pit of doom? Discovering that the demon who captured your soul is also the devastatingly sexy twin of the man who still has your heart. Someone please get me some water. It's getting hot in here.