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She wanted to wake him up and see those grey eyes look at her with that confusing gaze of suspicion and heat. But then, she remembered who she was. She was the Ghost. She had a bounty on her head in three territories. The Rakan Guild owned her blood debt. If she stayed... they would find her. And they would kill him just for standing next to her. “I can’t,” she whispered, her voice cracking in the silence. She pulled away. Kornel grunted. His hand grasped at the empty space where she had been, seeking her warmth even in his sleep.

Anna would take a piece of their hide for this abandonment, but only if Lillian could hold back the tide. Lillian looked at the obsidian dagger on her table, the one she had used to send Anna into the Gray. She knew the secret the Oracle was keeping. She knew that Asmodeus hadn't acted alone, and that the "Woman in the Shadows" was a ghost from a past so dark it could tilt the axis of the supernatural world. "You won't have her," Lillian whispered to the empty room, though her words were meant for the Council members hovering on the mountain's edge. "No witch or wolf, ghost or demon, will stop what she is meant to become."

To avenge remaining people, Elena asked the wamapka of Zamician tribe to turn her into a deadly Dark Blood Ghost, Wamaka are the one process on turning a human in to a ghost thought their dark magic and proper method of creating a man made ghost. Mr. Hanzo also told us that the people who died inside were the one who were directly and indirectly responsible for destruction of their town and their son, also he was previously aware of Beth real identity yet her purposely lured her to basement when his wife blood ghost went out of control and started murdering people insolently, however Beth was strong and cleaver, she was well prepared for every possible outcome, also since she was a Geometric

He said seriously as he watched my reaction. "Prince? Kingdom? Are you kidding? Dear goddess or whoever you are! I do not know what you are saying." I answered here. "Aurelia already knows this." She said it in my Grandma's name. "Where did you take my grandmother?" "I didn't take your Grandma. Sorry because I was late." It bowed to me. "What do you mean? " "The Orpheus man took your Grandmother." "O-Orpheus? Where is that ?!" "It is also a kingdom in Ambrogio like Vlademort but you can not just go there because it is surrounded by darkness and evil. If you want to save your grandmother you have to come with me to the world of Ambrogio."

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

Then after that, the ruined place instantly became desolate, with ghosts cowering in fear around the dark corners vanishing into nothingness through some sort of grey power. Just like that, Agatha Silver, a second-batched member immoral host who was already at level 6... was kidnapped. And unlike her sister's case, there were not even ghosts left as witnesses of this perplexing and mind-boggling event.

“But I’ll do it my way.” Later that night, Lyla sat on the edge of her cabin roof, legs dangling, staring at the stars. The forest was quieter than usual, watchful, waiting. Like even the trees were afraid. Eli climbed up beside her, his breath warm on her neck. “You okay?” Lyla gave a half-laugh. “I found out I have an evil twin made from a stolen part of my soul, and she’s coming to kill me under a cursed moon. So, you know. I’ve had worse nights.”

And maybe it should. Because I’m Eva. The fifteenth Executioner. The only girl. The outlier. The mistake. The miracle. The ghost on the battlefield. The shadow soon to be revealed.

Lady Kestra was holding a piece of cloth in her hand, bloodied and stained with mud. It look exactly like it had ripped away from the gown she had worn in her dream. Belladonna pressed her lips together, rage boiling inside of her as she put two and two together. Lady Kestra was the Soul Witch. Nahiri or not, she would kill this woman. Everyone would be free if this woman was dead.

I'd rather take this to my grave than have Collin know. I'm a tainted victim. My kisses are worthless. My touches are defiled. I am no longer human. I am murdered by the damned. I am a ghost. A ghost that walks through walls unnoticed. Ghosts are there but can't be hurt by the forces of this world. Forget eating, forget therapy, forget Italy, forget Collin... Forget...forget...forget...