Anime 07 Ghost Novels & Stories

] [Level: 1 (83 XP left to lv2)] [Race: Ghost] [Life points: ∞] [Mana points: 10] [Attack: N/A] [Defense: ∞] [Dextery: N/A] [Agility: N/A] [Inteligence: N/A] [Spiritual Force: 20] [Skills](^) - Possession (Lv 1) (No MP) (v) The user can possess a body, puppet, golem, or mecha if its ownerless or if the user has a stronger spiritual force than its owner. - Soul devour (Lv 1) (1 SF/s) (v) The user can 'swallow' a soul or a ghost to gain a permanent boost to his/her spiritual force. It's the only way to level up for ghosts - Weak mind blade (Lv 1) (2 SF) (v)

Lucas smiled faintly. "What's up with me?" The Rank 7 Evolved One looked at Lucas with a critical gaze. Earlier he was only paying full attention on bring the refugees here and did not pay any attention to Lucas. "Someone from our Ghost Shadows was killed. Do you have any idea who did it?" The Rank 7 Evolved One stared at Lucas and asked. "Yea." Lucas nodded. His comment made not only the Rank 7 Evolved One glanced at Lucas, but the Genetic Fighters behind him as well.

“The last time we watched The Ring, not one of us managed to get to sleep until three in the morning! And let’s not forget the fact that ALL of us had a mission the following morning as well!” Ren who was setting up the movie, snorted at this. For Phantoms, assassins who were trained to take on just about anything and therefore not supposed to be afraid of anything, they were all pretty freaked out after watching a ghost movie. Granted, that was about a year ago after Tohya had first joined the Phantoms, but still… Tohya never got a chance to answer Yuri, as the opening scenes of the movie appeared on the screen just then, and Sunny and Ren got back to their places with their friends, with R

“Who are you?” I stretch out my wings and watch as his gaze lights up in recognition. “Luciana?” I nod, stepping closer. He tries to pull me into a hug but ends up passing completely through me. My eyes go wide and I feel my stomach turn. Daniel moves to face me again, confusion written all across his face. “Are—are you a ghost?” I look down at my hands. They are nearly translucent, glowing just like the forest. “No I think I’m dreaming,” I murmur in realization.

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

TIME: DAY 18 OF EXILE, 09:00 HOURS. LOCATION: THE DIGITAL WORLD - THE OBSIDIAN BASTION. STATUS: THE WAR COUNCIL. The transition into the Ghost Server was no longer a blinding explosion of agony. Kara (Jinx) had spent the last two weeks refining the haptic buffer, cannibalizing Blackwatch tactical helmets to smooth out the raw data transfer. When Ren (Wraith) logged in, it felt like plunging into an icy river—a sharp, breathtaking shock that quickly faded into a numb, hyper-focused clarity.

I have so many unanswered questions about this mysterious assassin. I spent the next week preparing for the formal event while also gathering what I could about assassins that were known. None of the information told me anything. I got a few well-known female assassin names. The number one was Phantom Reaper, second was Blade of Bracken (named after this city, Bracken’s Rock), and third was simply Death. Not very original, that one. By evening, it’s time for me to attend this despicable gala to network and attempt to secure funding for my next research project. I dress sharply in a black tuxedo, my white dress shirt is crisp, and I wear a neatly knotted black tie. My hair is usually always a

There was fresh blood on the floor, but the animal didn't react. I took a shaky step forward, my heart hammering against my ribs. The wolf didn't turn. I walked closer, standing five feet away and holding my bleeding hand out. Nothing. I walked until I was standing right next to the bars, inches from the cold metal. The wolf threw itself at the cage again, trying to get to Declan. Its claws sparked against the iron. It ignored me completely. I was invisible. "You really are a Ghost," Declan said softly. He walked up beside me. He raised the knife again and sliced his own palm.

He stretched his hand for a handshake, and I took it. He has a firm grip, but his hands are cold, so fucking cold, just like Echo’s touch. “I am sorry to ask but are you a…” “Ghost? Absolutely.” He answered before I could even complete my questions, that explains why they can both see each other but does this mean that I can see all ghosts because I initially thought that I could only see Echo. “We met yesterday when she was sad and alone and we have been friends since then.” I feel terrible that I put her in that position, but I am glad she’s okay and she’s back. Adrian though, he is different. He is actually cooking, touching and holding things, how is that even possible.