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The Reapers

by Jacinta Maree

(My Demonic Ghost #2) 
Publication date: September 17th 2013
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult

The day you die is meant to be the end, but for 18 year old Jordon Hastings, his death was only the beginning.

In a dark and twisted world, lost spirits known as Reapers remain behind after death to help collect the spirits from the realm of the living. A new Reaper, Jordon struggles to accept his fate and lingers in the shadows of his mortal life. But when a demon wolf starts to live through his shadow, hunting his family and friends Jordon has no choice but to leave. As soon as he accepts his new role the truth behind the relationship between Reapers and Angelic Hunters is revealed. His loyalty is tested, making him choose between a corrupted God and a single Banished Spirit.


The sun was well set by the time I left school. It was a chilly night and the clouds above my
head were growing fat and heavy. Not wanting to dawdle, I heaved my bag up onto my shoulder and started to trot through the dense park. The route was covered mostly by shadow and overlapping trees but took half the time if I followed the bend through the suburban streets.

As I moved onto the dirt path and into the body of the forest, I started to get this feeling; a
sinking feeling. It tightened the muscles in my stomach, my arms felt so stiff from the cold that my bones ached. I had walked this track a million times during my schooling days, and not once had I felt the icy touch of the wind move under my clothes. I almost contemplated going back to the lit streets but my pride wouldn’t let me alter my course. There was no way I had become afraid of the dark; I was nearly a full-grown man.

So I continued on.    

I nearly laughed at myself when I felt my spine tense. Every whisper of leaf and branch turned my head and the snap of every twig had my heart pounding. “Geez, get a hold of yourself.”

The sunken shadows that pressed into the ground started to get longer and more defined, like a collection of moving silhouettes reaching across the dirt. They shifted with just enough speed that I doubted what I was seeing. I was so focused on the shadows that a touch of warm breath flicked my neck and caused me to cringe. I spun around with an outstretched fist, ready to strike...but there was nothing.

The dry taste in my mouth made every breath in sound strained and shallow. Was I panicking? Impossible. It’s just my imagination. I’d gotten the idea stuck in my head and now I couldn’t seem to look past the possibility of make-believe monsters. I rubbed my eyes and felt a tingle in my right eye as it started to burn. I had just pulled my sleeve up to wipe it clean when I saw a bulky mass shift over to my left. It moved from behind one tree trunk to another. I power-walked forward, feeling ridiculous, when a low groan forced me to a stop. That was not my imagination. It wasn’t the groan of a dog, a man, or a wild boar. It carried with it a distinct cracking noise, like the snap of electricity.

I glanced over my shoulder, not sure what to expect. The forest was getting darker; the handprint of night had covered almost every surface and smothered the moonlight. Everything went quiet, so unnaturally quiet that all I could hear was the whistle of each breath through my nose. Something huge stepped out from the bulk of the trees just down the path from me. I strained my eyes into the depths and the form of a beast appeared.
I couldn’t see much detail, just a slim canine head that hovered a good two feet taller than me, its silver eyes shimmering with an unnatural glow.

It was panting heavily, its body coated in black scales that melted into the rest of the dim bush. Panic hadn’t set in yet but I could feel fear flooding my body. The creature started to slowly creep forward on all fours and I could hear the heavy crunch of its padded feet press into the dirt. It lowered its head so its shoulder blades arched upwards like pointed thorns. A touch of light crossed its face and caught the white gleam of fangs. Its lips were curled back, letting another series of hisses through. As it opened its jaws, a harsh smoky, silver glow seemed to be emanating from the core of its body, seeping out of its eyes and mouth like escaping smoke. It was dangerously foul, a creature that clearly did not belong in Whitehaven, let alone to this world. I stepped back just as the beast leapt into a sprint straight towards me. 

It was fast. Really, really fast. I bolted as soon as it moved.

About the author

Self confessed chocaholic, Jacinta was born and raised in Melbourne Australia with her loving family of five. Even as a child Jacinta had an itch to write. Writing was the one constant hobby she clung to, also trying her hand at piano, flute, tennis, horseback riding and drama.

Jacinta works full time in the family business and spends her afternoons either playing basketball, reading, writing or hanging out with friends. She is always happy to try something new; getting her real estate license, practicing ninjitshu, Zumba and parkour to name a few.

For her future, Jacinta sees herself writing. It is a large part of her identity and something she hopes to continue. Aside from her love of stories she loves Japan and its unique and beautiful culture and history. From their delicious sushi dishes right down to their wooden sandals and kimonos. She is also a huge cat person and loves to snuggle up in front of the fire for a good movie or book. Her favorite genres are paranormal and fantasy but she also loves anything written by thriller writer, Stephen King.


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