My Wife Is A Grim Reaper

"My sister is dying and you are saying that you can't give my own money because you spend it on partying. You are not human but a bloodsucker vampire." Edward couldn't control his anger and yelled at his mother-in-law. "How dare you to talk to me like this? This is called the difference between a poor and a rich man who spoke like this to his mother-in-law." She didn't think once and slapped him in front of everyone. Edward gulped the insults and mocking till now but today he would do anything to save his sister. "If you want to save your sister then divorce my daughter. I will surely return the money!" She smirked as if has hit the jackpot today. "I agree to divorce, Roselyn."

William Scott is a British Man born with the powers of healing, when he was a kid he was taken in by the church but he ran away to forge his own path, It was said in a prophecy that the one true messiah would come back to man and save his people and as he was born he was thought to be the Messiah. He left the church wanting to start his own life so he used his powers for money, he healed people and resurrected the dead all for selfish gain as he became quite popular, people from all over the world came to him, the church had tried to stop him but all attempts had failed. One day he resurrected a man back from the dead but something strange happened, he bled from his nose which this hasn’t happened before, he decided to investigate this strange occurrence, but on one strange night, he met Ada Smith, a witch who had her own mysterious agenda but they had to work together due to circumstance. He made strange discoveries about his origin and why he got the powers in the first place, it turns out he was more powerful than he knew and then he was left with a question, was his powers truly divine or something far more darker than anyone realized. Note: This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to real life events is completely unintentional and coincidental.

"What do you think you're doing Harvey? How dare you walk into my room without knocking?!" Gracia angrily exclaimed as she got up from the bed while covering her half naked body with a sexy red lingerie, something she never wore in the presence of Harvey, her husband. Harvey's fist tightened, his knuckles white with tension as his teeth grounded against each other. This moment epitomized utter disrespect, and he will not tolerate it. "How could you do this Gracia?!" Harvey yelled. "Who's this young man, how dare he interrupt our moment?" The man she was making out with said,glaring disgustingly at Harvey as he got up from the bed, wearing only a boxer and wrapping his arms around Gracia's waist. *********** On the night of his wedding anniversary, Harvey was made to sleep at the stables as the affluent guests couldn't stand the thought of spending the same abode with him. Despite this, he woke up early to make breakfast for the same people who humiliated him only to find his wife making out with another man on their matrimonial bed! When he retaliated, she threw divorce papers at him and sacked his betrayed self out of her mansion. May the Lord bless the day he broke free from the Andersons. His life took a graceful turn when it was revealed to him that he’s the biological son of the most talked about mogul in the city! Now that he has not only money but power, he swears on his mother's grave to make all those who looked down on him, wipe the very dirt on his shoes with their tongues!

The dying star pulsed, it’s heart on the verge of collapse. Twelve figures, cloaked in unimaginable power, stood amidst its final throes. On one side, six beings (the angels) blazed with light so intense, it dwarfed the star's dying brilliance. Across from them, five figures (the demons)exuded a chilling darkness, a black hole's silent hunger, their very presence accelerating the star's demise. And in the center of this cosmic ballet of light and shadow, stood Reaper. He seemed to absorb the dying star's essence, his form cloaked in a darkness deeper than any of the others, a living embodiment of the star's final, terrible scream. But then, the things discussed were by no means simple, the fate of the world was resting on their soundless star toppling discussion. The intensity of the conversation loomed above the star like an omen of death, accelerating it's death even further. Suddenly, the figure in the middle broke the sacred rule, yelling in a language that speaks for all, his voice was like the rushing of a mighty wind. I Reaper, will dethrone and destroy that God, make him pay for neglecting us all and if you don't join me, you will all suffer the same fate. The faces of the angels and demons -a vortex of light and darkness- went grim as they moved to strike down the tyrannical being. But before they could, Reaper, the demon of death and chaos was gone. Our story...begins here.

Maximus “Max” is the school’s punching bag — mocked by classmates, used for gaming ranks, and abandoned by the world. With no family left, his only escape is a virtual game where he dominates silently as the mysterious Level 99 legend. But when two of his in-game allies — a sarcastic grim reaper and a sassy blue system — suddenly manifest in real life, Max’s world flips upside down. Offered a chance to gain real power through bizarre quests and soul links with legendary heroes, Max hesitantly accepts… only to find himself thrown into a war of secret councils, deadly school factions, and quests with outrageous risks — and even more outrageous rewards. From surviving cafeteria ambushes to unlocking skills mid-beatdown, Max is forced to grow from the weakest kid in school to a rising legend. But every power has a price, and some scars go deeper than stats can fix. This isn’t just a game anymore. It’s his second chance.

After the divorce shattered his life, Charlie wasn’t looking for redemption—only survival. But then his hands began doing the impossible. A single touch, and veins remembered what his mind had forgotten. A forgotten war god, stripped of memory but not instinct, was stirring again. In the secret wards of Skydome, patients whispered of a “Miracle Doctor” whose skills defied the laws of medicine. Each life saved fanned rumors, and each rumor pulled dangerous eyes closer. Rivals sharpened their knives, spies crept into operating rooms, and a powerful family vowed to crush him before he remembered who he really was. The more Charlie heals, the more his legend spreads. But legends attract war. To the world he’s a savior. To his enemies, a threat that must be erased. Now he faces one choice: remain the broken man his past tried to destroy… or awaken the warlord who once made nations tremble. And this time, there will be no forgetting.

A bloodline the world branded as poison was never a curse. It was a warning—and the thing it warned about is waking up. Cast out at fourteen for the taint in his blood, Kael Voss returns to a hometown in flames, tears apart the monsters that no soldier could stop, and vanishes before the awe-struck crowd can name him. He came home for a family reunion. He finds an empty house, a cold hearth, and his mother and sister gone—fled from a man who walks under the iron seal of the Purity Council. One slaughtered pack, one whispered name, and the city remembers the Voss curse all over again. But the Council fears the wrong thing. The techniques Kael's hidden mentors drilled into him on nameless mountains are not the work of any school—they are the raw fundamentals that the world's so-called supreme powers spent lifetimes chasing. And his father, presumed dead sixteen years, left a journal that should not exist, recovered from inside a creature of the Abyss. Rivals scheme, Rifts split open along a deliberate line, and a hidden hand moves families like pieces on a board. Each life Kael saves raises his legend. Each truth he uncovers tightens the noose. Caught between a sealed town and the shadows of his own past, Kael must decide—stay the disposable tainted nobody the world wrote off, or become the force his mentors forged and his enemies dread, and risk waking the very thing the taint was warning the world to fear.

Ryan has spent years as the despised son-in-law of one of the most powerful families in the city, mocked by his wife, dismissed by her mother, and treated like a disposable pawn. But the night he uncovers his wife's affair with billionaire Matthias Reed, Ryan's world shatters… and awakens. Kidnapped and beaten, he is rescued by a mysterious figure known only as the Gentleman, who reveals a buried truth: Ryan is the last heir of the Ardyn line, sworn hunters of demons. With the stolen Book of Contracts, a ledger binding humanity's oldest bargains with the infernal, Ryan inherits not only a legacy of power but also a war raging in the shadows. As CEO of the unstoppable empire Grotech, Ryan rises from humiliation to dominance, shaking the foundations of both the corporate world and the supernatural one. But Matthias is no ordinary rival, he is a powerful demon wearing human skin, and he wants the book. Now, torn between vengeance, duty, and the whispering lure of power, Ryan must decide: Will he be consumed by the darkness that stalks his family… Or become the Reaper the world desperately needs?

A killer known as The Reaper is tasked to carry out a mission at Experiment Labs. However, with a fateful encounter and a newfound promise to protect, his world would never be the same.

Death was never meant to be played with — until he made it a game. Draven Kaine, once the Empire’s most feared necromancer, was executed for treason after raising the dead army that destroyed his own homeland. But when the veil between worlds cracks open, he awakens in his own coffin — alive, cursed, and bound to the ghost of the man he murdered. To survive, Draven must hunt the escaped souls that now haunt the living. Each spirit carries a secret piece of a greater puzzle — a game orchestrated by an ancient god who calls himself The Reaper King. Every round of this deadly game demands a sacrifice: a memory, a life, or a soul. But when Draven discovers the Reaper King’s final target is the woman he once loved, he must decide… Will he play by death’s rules — or rewrite them?