Ghost Blade Manhwa Novels & Stories

to the ground, his eyes wide in shock as he wrapped his hands around his throat. "You don't have to act like a baby, Gareth. You'll heal" She said and smirked. "In time" She watched his muscles and skin close up, analyzing his pulse. It was slower than she thought. He was a lowborn. Before he could fully heal, she stepped on his chest. As she deepened her heel, she heard his ribcage crack. Gareth squealed, trying to gasp for air. Seraphine wasn't okay with torturing him, but she had to make a point. She couldn't let just anyone look down on her, especially in front of the people she was meant to lead. Also, she needed information, and he was the only one who could give it to her. "Are you r

Kael's pov I close my eyes as Ghost pushes against my skull hard enough to split the bone. The pressure rolls through me in waves, each one darker than the last. Images slam into my mind one after another. Torn limbs……Crushed bodies…….Blood sprayed across the floor. Ghost shows me all of it, a promise of what he plans to do. “I will bathe in that wolf’s blood whether you like it or not”, he snarls. My teeth grind. “Then you’ll condemn us both to death.”

The voice in my bones whispered again: Decide. Kieran lurched forward. “Stop!” he barked at Mara. “You can’t—” Mara turned her head slightly. “Watch.” Selah’s jaw unhinged. A black, wet shape slid out—not a baby, not a wolf, not human—something glossy and boneless, like a leech made of shadow. It dangled from her mouth for a heartbeat, then dropped to the floor with a soft slap. Selah collapsed, coughing blood. The thing on the stone twitched, then lifted itself—upright—using joints that weren’t meant to bend that way. Its eyes opened.

Until the door opened. No knock. No clipboard-carrying doctor. Just a man in a dripping black trench coat filling the doorway like he owned the building. Tall. Too tall. Skin pale as marble, eyes black and endless. Shadow Guard. Had to be. The elite vampires who patrolled BludHeaven’s cliffs and made sure no one—human or otherwise—crossed lines they weren’t supposed to cross. He looked at me like I was a puzzle he hadn’t decided whether to solve or break.

The unbothered man just chuckled. "Princess, I will wait for that day" --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Can you see me? (The love forbidden) Synopsis. If you are a fan of BL stories, then this book is definitely for you. A love story between two opposite worlds. The son of a Mafia Lord and a lone ghost. After his death, Earth becomes a lonely ghost. Until he meets a kid who can see him. Years later, they became best friends but... What would happen when Earth falls in love with his friend?.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

He was preparing this evil plan. Rafe stared at the scene in disbelief. He also seemed to have trouble untying the chains that bound him. "Well, let the games begin," Aline said again. I saw with my own eyes how a black shadow rushed towards Rafe with tremendous force. The Grimoire emitted a spark of electricity and Aline was thrown backwards. "What is it?" I whispered softly, my eyes glued to the Grimoire, which should not be held recklessly by a werewolf, especially the shadow that had just appeared, the seventh reincarnation of the werewolf.

The ghost kneels beside her, its spectral hands hovering over her still form with an aura of solemnity. “Save her from the pain,” the ghost whispers once more, its voice a haunting refrain that stirs something deep within our souls. Levi, Adrian, Blake, and I exchange a determined glance before closing ranks around Alena's ethereal shape, our love a shield against the unknown forces that threaten to tear her away. “She was pronounced dead but is caught in between realms. Someone or something is hurting her.” The ghost whispers out just as it screams as a hand tears through it. With a collective gasp, we watch in horror as the ghost is torn asunder, its form dissipating into the night like sm

Everything happened within a blink of an eye and the only sound Asher heard was a hiss like a snake. A hooded figure stood over him with her back against him. The other team members who tried to attack her met with the same fate. She was too fast for them and struck like a bolt of lightning. Fortunately, his men were still breathing. Logan stood frozen, with the expression ofa mixture of shock and admiration as Asher stood from the ground. This vampire was faster than a werewolf, but the wolves were stronger. Her posture was ready to attack Logan, and Asher needed to distract her. So he thought of a better plan instead of attacking her blindly.