Evil Within 2 Ghost Lady Wiki Novels & Stories

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...

Jason looked genuinely puzzled. Avoiding his gaze, Liora explained, "We don't do that. We call male ghosts 'dark souls' and female ones 'phantom queens'. And guess what? You've got yourself a phantom queen right beside you. Looks about 20, long hair, and, oh, bleeding from the wrists." Jason's face went through a sudden transformation. "Seriously, Liora? Are we playing games now?" Liora rolled her eyes, sizing up Jason like he was the slowest kid in class. "Fine, let me break it down. Why do you go visit your dead relatives' graves?"

she said in a strained tone as she finally got to the dry land. The lady screamed again, louder than the first time making Delaney's ears ring. “GHOST!!! IT'S A VENGEFUL GHOST!!!” she screamed with tears running down her face as people came rushing out. When they saw Delaney, they fell down on their knees their eyes filled with fear and horror. Delaney's face blanched as she grew anxious. “I'm really not dead. I'm not a ghost.” she took a step toward them only to pause when some women's eyes rolled to the back of their heads as they passed out and fall over.

"State your business." "I need a meeting with Ghost." "Who's asking?" "Elena Hart." A pause. The longest pause of my life. "The Hart girl." The voice almost sounded amused. "We've been expecting your call." "Then you know why I'm reaching out." "Mira Black." The voice didn't ask. It stated. "She's been a ghost longer than Ghost has. Hard to find. Harder to catch." "Can you help us?" "Ghost can help anyone. For a price."

A soft beeping sound echoed through the room. Luca frowned. "That's strange." "What is it?" "My laptop..." "It's receiving a wireless signal." The signal strength rapidly increased. Then— The underground lights suddenly flickered. Every monitor switched off. Seconds later... One screen came back to life. Static filled the display. A familiar silhouette slowly appeared. The Ghost. Evelyn's expression instantly hardened. "No..." "That's impossible." The figure tilted their head. "Hello, Evelyn." The voice was distorted. Cold. Mocking.