The Reaper's sons のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

🌶️ WARNING 🌶️The following chapter contains adult content.Please, choose wisely IF you want to read such chapters. This content is meant for an audience of 18+ and ONLY.You've been warned, leave now or regret later.Enjoy, sinners x Kieran Fighting a smile, I lay Ocean on my bed. Just the way she fits in my arms is mind-blowing, but her tiny frame on my black sheets nearly makes me feel like my heart's still beating.  For decades, I thought a monster like me wouldn't meet someone who accepts everything- the good and the bad, but

Octavius Alright, I may have overreacted. There were a few things I shouldn't have said and done. There are some things I should have overlooked and reacted to differently, but I still can't believe it.  I can't believe he did it! That crazy son of a bitch! Of all the Elite vampires, Kieran was the last one I thought would betray me. The whole system is full of corrupt fuckers, but the one who stood the closest to me had to be the one who turned his back on me. After all I did for him. Because of him. For us. It's not about what he did to Ocean anymore. I wouldn't give a shit if he fucked her or claimed her if it wasn't for that damn house collar. We owned her, both of us, together, but he had to stab me in

Kieran "How long has it been?" Wasp, apparently my new partner, speaks up and hands me the rest of the weapons.  It's not that I don't like the new guy; I just don't trust him yet. Working with my brother was easy. We moved together like a well-oiled machine, capable of predicting each other's movements. It's always a strange feeling to get a new partner, especially when you meet him for the first time.  I understand why the Elite took action and separated me from Octavius, but our disagreements wouldn't affect the quality of the work we're supposed to do. If there's one thing we never argue about, it's assignments. Besides, Octavius is far too good to work with beginners.&nbs

Alpha GillianI stand at the cell door and watch the man covered in blood. He looks all but everything I've ever imagined one of the Elite freaks to look. The determination, the strength and the hatred that burns in his eyes are so intense that my heart might stop unless I turn my attention back to my Beta. So I do, a cowardly move, but I tear my gaze away from the savage and focus on Adrian. "Are you sure he's a leech?" The question crosses my lips before I can think about starting this conversation here, in front of the one person who might be a tad more dangerous than we've been told. No, fuck it, it's not that he might be; he fucking is. Whoever created him must have hated all of humanity and every supernatural being I can think of. I don't give a shit what his name is; I'll even dismiss the code name Tank because though he truly is as massive and dangerous as a machine created for war and destruction. All I can think of when I look at him is karma. He is the embodiment of the o

OceanThe only thing I wanted was to lie down and let my mind process the information. My life changed from zero to fuck me in a matter of hours. First, it was Kieran's sudden disappearance after the Elite sent him on another mission, then the woman I murdered, and as a cherry on top of that cake of insanity- I turned out to be something I've hated and the partial reason for my suffering is the man who claimed me as his.How more messed up can someone's life get than this? And how am I supposed to casually think about these facts, process them, and come to terms with what my life has become?It'd be so much easier if Vladimir still were my owner. Yes, I hated the abuse and that he kept treating me like a piece of shit, but life was what it was for me; nothing really changed. Back then, I didn't think of myself as special or unique; I was just me, Ocean, the enslaved human. All I had to do was follow the orders and complete the tasks Vladimir gave me. But today, I'm not even a human