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Paul was my butler. I pulled my hand away and turned to leave with Chloe's urn. Then something slammed into my back. Pain shot through me. I lost my balance and crashed to the ground. The urn slipped from my hands. "No!" I lunged for it. But before I could reach it, a foot kicked it away. "Bad woman! You bullied my mommy! I hate you!" David. The urn hit the ground. The lid popped off. Ashes scattered everywhere. My heart stopped.

But your mother's about to die—I know you'll show up. Her words jolted me back to reality. I pressed a hand to my chest, where my heart ached with a dull, numbing pain. How I wished I could tell her myself. That I've been here all along. It's just that... I've been dead for four years.

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.

Austin asked, almost not believing what she said "How is you seeing me possible?" She asked, and he rolled his eyes, knowing she made a point. "With everything that happened. Starting with me trying to go back to Boston, then realising I'm a ghost. I went back there and jumped into that empty grave, Trying to kill myself"

“I imagine it might seem that way to you and me, but they have different beliefs. Let’s just give the fella a chance. If this place is really haunted, he’s the one to help us. Besides, it would me mighty rude of us to have him come here and then turn him away.” Melody’s lower lip protruded forward as she contemplated his words. “You said it was haunted. Now you say if it is haunted. Which is it?” “I don’t rightly know for sure. I’m not an expert with ghosts.” Adam grabbed the coffee pot and a cup. “I say we give the guy a chance. Lord knows, I’m not worth a salt when it comes to spirits.” Melody looked at her father with raised brow. “Do you think it’s haunted too, father?”

The Blackthorn Hotel had stood on the edge of the misty cliffs for over a century, its reputation for hauntings as famous as its opulent rooms. Most guests requested the infamous Suite 313 out of morbid curiosity. Dr. Sophia Reyes, 36, requested it out of pure skepticism. She was a clinical psychologist and vocal debunker of the paranormal. “Ghosts don’t exist,” she had told the wide-eyed receptionist with a confident smile. “They’re just stories people tell themselves to feel something.”

“First, you tell me how the hell you are a half-ghost. That’s not even supposed to be possible. Then you can tell me what you need help with, and I will decide if I want to help.” “Ballsy, brave, and pretty. Aren’t you just the whole package? You will help me, Little Reaper. Your damn coven owes me, and you owe me for trying to reap my soul when I’m not actually dead. I’m half-ghost because Life granted my father the ability to have a child in the afterlife. He worshiped her, and when he got sick and was dying, he asked her to grant his dying wish, to give him the chance to have a child. So, she did. Life loves to stick it to Death when she can. Does that answer your question?”

CHAPTER 14 In the morning Alex woke up naked, she woke up with a lot of dead animals around her. Her body is full of blood even her mouth is stained with blood. She looked at the dead animals in fear. All the animals had no hearts and livers. She was scared, she quickly moved to run away. She looked at her hands and she clearly remembered what had happened last night. She became a werewolf and unleashed the power of ghost stone. She killed all the werewolf's clan to avenge her mother. She was enduring the pain last night then she lost her control, she killed so many animals and took their hearts and liver and she ate them fresh. The way she remembered it, the way she vomited. “it can’t be! I

“What is it?” His eyes never left the monitor. “You might want to see this.” “I am seeing it.” “No.” He shook his head with a quiet laugh. “Keep looking.” I narrowed my eyes and scanned the information in front of me. At first… Nothing. Just usernames, encrypted traffic, anonymous forums, and data moving across the screen. Then one name caught my attention. Ghost. Beside the name were two simple words. Recently online. I froze. Ash immediately went silent. The room seemed quieter all at once. Ghost. Everyone in the underground knew that name. Everyone on the dark web respected it. Some feared it. Ghost never failed. Ghost never left evidence behind. Ghost simply got the job done.

] [Sonia Quindt's mystery fiancé disappears—Borevia City in chaos! [Proposal ends in heartbreak—what really happened?] I opened one. There she was—outside the Clerk's Office. White dress. Red roses. Face glowing with hope. The moment I used to dream about. My chest tightened, eyes burning. But no one stood beside her. Caption read: [This morning, CEO Sonia Quindt arrived at the County Clerk's Office in a wedding dress, waiting for her fiancé—who never showed. The scene went viral across Borevia City.]