Ghost Cuphead Novels & Stories

i screamed, he angrily threw me a humans head , a dead human head and it was Mr franklin's head, i wanted to drop tears when i saw an innocent person's head but i had no time to cry, i had to run away , i almost reached the exit but he was there before me then he blocked the way . "Don't ever call me a punk again, punk" he said in an angry voice straight up to my face. "You are E.V.I.L !!" i yelled at him , he immediately grabbed my throat and threw me away, he was more powerful than i thought he was. I was gasping for air but he was still coming after me, he had no mercy at all , all he wanted was to kill me then replace me , that's why he killed Mr Franklin, he knew that Mr Franklin knew t

With a cloth stuffed in his mouth. He saw there were two men sitting on the high chairs. They were just looking at him but they were too intimidating. He remembered how much he cried for Adam to untie him, to leave him, to send him back to Stephen. Speaking of Stephen. Another wave of shock trembled passed his body. He saw Stephen was thrown on the ground. He was hurt. He was choked. And then he bit Adam. His eyes turned yellow. His fangs elongated. And he killed Adam?

The volcanic ridge overlooking the Blackwood Cyber-Hub looked like a jagged tooth cutting into the stormy night sky. Rain lashed against Ava’s tactical visor, but beneath her skin, the warmth of the Blue Rose grotto kept the freezing cold at bay. Beside her, Caleb was adjusting the straps on his forearm computer, his face set in hard, unforgiving lines. The "Billionaire in a Three-Piece Suit" was completely gone. Before her stood the true specter—the legendary cleaner known only to the underworld as the Ghost.

, I praised inaudibly. "You are drooling over me again," he smirked. "I-I'm not." I protested even though I indeed was. "That is okay, Cupcake. I love it when you look at me like that." He confessed arrogantly. "What do you want from me?" Now, I was terrified of this person that claimed himself as 'Carlos Gonzales', the hero that I created in my book. I looked around at the surrounding; I silently scolded myself for not taking Uber from the cafe. It was dark and was Scarlet having dinner with her friend. I refused to join them as I will be busy working on my new book.

"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.

Adam lamented. “I’m just wondering if maybe we should get him inside and bolt the door. This might not be the safest place for him after all. She’s getting a might closer and some of those zombie spirits look like they’re coming back to life in a not too friendly way.” He studied the spirits who were once so animated but were now acting dazed and confused. A few of them were losing that dazed look. It was being replaced by one of intelligence and… Anger? Hate? He couldn’t tell.

Jino said teary then he died after he gave his chakra to his twin brother. He gave his last chakra to his twin brother. He howled and howled and cried. He wants to kill Alex right now to avenge all his clan. He left the place with tremendous resentment toward Alex. He promised his twin that he would become the supreme ghost werewolf someday. The neighbors were both shocked when they saw that the Macrobat house was burning. They don’t have a choice but to watch the house until it turns to ashes. “I think that Molina and her daughter will already die, they can’t survive that kind of explosion.”

Angela left the room and rushed to the pantry; she prepared a hot coffee for her. Joana rested on her desk, she had hiccups, she burped out loud, it was clear she needed a nap. “Uhm… Mrs. I figured you have a bad hang over; this would benefit you a lot.” A caring voice of Angela was heard. She moved aside and watched her sip the coffee, The excitement in her face was amicable, she flawlessly beamed at Joana, “I am grateful for your help. That aided a lot.” Joana was moved

God Logan appeared in the courtroom and the beings and kings stared at him with dropped jaws and open mouths. He raised his brows at them making them chuckle. They all stood up and bowed before he settled down. "Greetings your majesty" the king of the whispering spirits acknowledged. "Greetings king. Why do you all look surprised to see me?" "We weren't expecting you to come cause today was supposed to be your day off" the king of the spirits of victory replied. "We just came to wait for a little while and if you didn't come as planned then we would have left" the king of the ghosts murmured.

They are called Flower Skulls. “Flower Skull…,” I muttered thoughtfully. "Leo?" called Frey looking at me who was silent. I immediately shook my head. Everything that comes to my mind is not necessarily true. I went back to talking about the Flower Skull with Frey. The organization operates in secret. They play an important role in society to eradicate the dangers caused by mystical creatures. "So, besides vampires, there are other creatures?" I asked.