Ghost And Konig Novels & Stories

In the moonlight, a woman in a white lace dress was kneeling on the stone steps of the chapel, her face buried in her hands, her shoulders trembling. She had no feet. Below her dress, there was only a swirling black mist. "I see her." Lorenzo let out a low whistle. "Two years ago, Marco put her in the ground right there. Her ashes are buried under the rose bushes behind the chapel." I didn't stop, walking straight toward the chapel. Giovanni froze behind me but didn't dare to call out. As I reached the bottom of the steps, the female ghost's head snapped up. She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits.

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

Hence, he immediately stopped it. He casually summoned Maiko and let her deal with Conny’s soul. Conny’s cultivation level was not high, and he was the weakest among the three people. He was a Beginner-Nascent Soul cultivator. That was why Alex managed to kill him with a sword blow. As for dealing with his soul, Maiko Chiba, who was the ghost king, was more than enough. Soon, Maiko locked up Conny’s soul securely so that he would not stand a chance to escape.

' Only after giving it some thought did they realize that the possibility was there. 'It fell from the sky, and it's damn heavy!' "Haha, my Undead Skeletal bro, perhaps this is half of the Eastern Royalty Clock." The King Kong burst into laughter. "We must get the Eastern Royalty Clock." The Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race chuckled. While the Rank 9 King Kong was still laughing, he suddenly thought of something. He stared at the Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman and said, "About Lucas the Demon…" As soon as the King Kong said Lucas' name, the faces of the Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman and the Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race darkened.

Pure shook her head: “I still don’t know the meaning of that weird dream, but I know the baby is crossbred of the phoenix and the unicorn.” “ Crossbreed?”- Lowen muttered: “This is so weird… I mean this can’t happen, I think they will never let a crossbred baby be born.” Rojana agreed, he analyzed seriously: “Unicorn and Phoenix are neither friends nor enemies, so this can’t happen.” “I know that can’t happen, but let’s see, Pure is never wrong, or maybe she is getting weaker..”- Erono said. “You mean I am weaker?” “No no!” said Erono. But Pure didn’t care too much about him, she told everyone to come to the meeting room, and wait for the others.

King Kong, whose face was covered in blood, fell into the room and said with all his strength, “Mr. Gold Tooth, run! The Twin Ghosts are… Pft!” Before he could finish, a foot stomped on his back, crushing his spine. His body twitched a few times before dying. “The Twin Ghosts of Chrysant?!” Gold Tooth and Dan were horrified when they saw the two people who came in. “Are you Gold Tooth and Dan Niners?” The Twin Ghosts came in looking like real ghosts with messy hair and bloody hands. They even sucked the blood from their fingers. The blood seemed to trigger them as their bloodshot eyes bulged even more.

Ghost, always loyal, remained by Asha’s side, his eyes sharp and alert for any danger. They moved quickly and silently, avoiding the patrols and sneaking through the narrow passages. As they neared the command center, Asha felt a sense of urgency—time was running out. If they were discovered, they would be overwhelmed. The door to the command center was guarded by two royal soldiers. They moved swiftly, taking them down without a sound. Asha’s heart raced as she pushed the door open, revealing the inner sanctum of Greywatch Spire. Maps of the kingdom, troop deployments, and royal orders were spread across the walls.

GHOST I couldn’t really hear what Karma and Duchess were talking about, but she sounded vulnerable, and I hated that. The room went quiet, and Karma’s head poked out around the door. “Ragnarök!” she shouted, before turning to face me with a smirk on her face. “Hey Ghost, what size is your leather jacket?” “KARMA!” the Duchess hissed. “XL,” I replied, one eyebrow raised. “Thanks, D!” Karma replied, smirking as she disappeared back into Ragnarök. I shook my head as I turned to face Rogue, meeting the smirk he also had on his face.

The man scoffed disdainfully, "It doesn't matter since you're about to die. I'm Ghost Shadow, and she's Madam Bones!" Sebastian nodded slightly. "Alright, if you insist on dying, I'll grant your wish." "Fool!" Ghost Shadow shouted as he drew a sword from his waist. The sword's tip shimmered with a dark glow, transforming into a black streak aimed at Sebastian's chest. Sebastian's expression changed immediately. Ghost Shadow was indeed a disciple of the Corpse Sect, and the sword was soaked in corpse fog. A strike from this sword wouldn't just kill; it would also cause the victim to suffer unbearably from the corpses' energy, eventually leading to a horrific death.

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Samael ⋅• ♱ I observed, just watched as each one entered, first Asra, then each of the 9 princes and finally..., Callisto, Callisto accompanied by Kezabel and a child, a beautiful blonde child who smiles so openly and genuinely that I couldn’t help but feel my heart skip a beat. "Something interesting?" Anneliese asked me ironically and I turned to face her.