Ghost And Konig Novels & Stories

Christopher and Zyter exchanged a fierce glance, their determination unshakeable. Suddenly, the tranquility shattered as the Blood Ghosts emerged from the darkness. They materialized before the hunters, their red eyes glowing with malice. The sight sent shivers down Christopher's spine, but he steadied himself, gripping his sword tightly. The Ghosts were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless.

Echo, Knox, and Blaze rush in, separating them by sheer force. “Enough!” Echo barks, dragging Bone back by the collar. Knox plants himself between them, pushing Ghost toward the other side. “You wanna explain this bullshit?” Knox growls, his voice tight with frustration. Ghost wipes a trickle of blood from his lip, still grinning. “Just letting Bone know she’s free. And if she’s free, I’m fucking her all night long.” Bone snarls, fighting against Echo’s grip. “Over my dead body, you are.”

The air in the room felt thin, charged with the static of coming change. “It is simple, Kaiser,” I said, turning back to her. “Gonzalo feeds on chaos. He thinks he is a wolf among sheep, but he is merely a predator who has forgotten that he, too, can be hunted. He expects a blade in the throat. He expects an army. He does not expect a ghost from his past walking through his front door with a smile and a soft touch.” Kaiser gripped the edge of the table, her knuckles white. “You want me to walk into the lions' den. You want me to be the weapon.”

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

Keira’s eyes lit up as she asked. “Yes. He is here on this planet right now,” Komfo Anokye stated. “What?!” Keira exclaimed. “Why didn’t you tell me?!” she screamed as she rushed to Komfo Anokye – the fearsome Ghostly Paragon – and held his arms so tight that the powerful Paragon grimaced in pain.

Her eyes opened and she gazed upon Lucius' people: from big, slimy-looking creatures to ogres, trolls, witches, and any wicked people you could ever think of. She gulped down, "Oh Goodness." She whispered to herself and averted her eyes from the audience to the priest. The head of the council—portraying as the 'priest'—have been talking on how the first king killed thousands of mortals, how the second king called a truce with the mortals and how the peace remained constant for thousands of years. The three of them stood at the huge balcony. While the audience are standing outside the castle walls, gazing up to the couple.

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

He was the king here! The ghost that had just been killed by Caspian was his confidant. Only, he was normally asleep, continuously absorbing and digesting more ghosts, unable to rescue his trusted subordinates in time. He looked coldly at Caspian. "Is that what you did? You killed my trusted subordinates!" Caspian smiled. "Since you're also here to die, you'll soon meet your trusted aide." "Arrogant and ignorant!" Ghost Cultivator roared, "Do you know that I am the king of ten thousand ghosts, the supreme being among ghosts!"

He lowered his head and had his lips on her neck, giving it a light kiss. Jennet shivered badly after hearing his sexy husky voice. The female ghost was a male ghost? But, she could not pry her eyes away as she stared at the reflection in the glass; engraving his beautiful appearance in her mind. "Hu... Hue..." her lips trembled as she muttered the name. Her heart pounded madly. She tried to move but was powerless. "Yes..." the blond spoke softly in her ear and kissed her neck lightly while inhaling her scent. Jennet could not contain the fear anymore and her eyes rolled upward. She collapsed to the floor; losing consciousness.

Green eyes burned with curiosity and compassion. There was a noise and the ghostly images sped up again. The Lord appeared at the door of the cave, and Tristan clenched his fists again. The king will pay for everything! If he took Ira... But the vampire who came in next confused Tristan’s thoughts. His glow was a poisonous gray, and his soul was black as a moonless night. And this creature, dead from the inside, rushed at Ira. The girl screamed, and Tristan’s heart was torn with grief.