Ghost Elizabeth Lyrics Novels & Stories

Elizabeth took a shaky step back, staring at him, trembling, soaked to her skin. Her lips parted. “You think death fixes anything? You think that’s redemption? You think leaving me with your corpse is going to make me feel better?!” Liam’s eyes flinched at her words. She could see it—the split-second of guilt, of confusion, of torment. They stared at each other, the rain pouring mercilessly between them, the sound like static in her ears. “I hate what you’ve done to me,” Elizabeth said, breathless. “I hate what you’ve become. But I don’t want you to die, Liam.”

Ethan’s POV “I would have gotten the chance to say hello to the devil on your behalf.” She mutters coldly. Wow. “T for thanks.” “Anyways, don’t bother yourself trying to escape through the tunnel again; it has been destroyed.” With that said, I give her a charming smile and walk out of the room. * * Elizabeth cries until dawn. I hear her loud and clear in my room but I can’t do anything to help her. And it hurts.

I could hear muffled voices escaping through the cracks in the walls, yet I could not comprehend what was being said. I followed her closely in the darkness, clutching onto her sleeve with cautious steps I hurried behind as fast as I could without tripping over. Soon we reached the bottom and was met with another door, before Elizabeth opened it however she told me to stand in front of her for a moment as she still required to break the spell, I complied to her wishes. She placed her hands on either shoulder and began whispering soft chants with her head facing the cold floor. As her chanting grew louder she began to raise her head and looked me in the eyes. I stood their frozen as her usual

(LULLABY OF WOES) “DREAM, DREAM SWEET BEAUTIFUL MAIDEN, DREAM OF A WONDERFUL DREAM, BUT IF YOU WAKE UP A PRIEST BESIDE YOU, HEADLESS AND POOR, WILL TAKE WHAT’S LEFT OF YOU.” Humming the same eerie tone, yet this time he sings a song with the words that the last verse of the opening of the book is written. Kyle could not wipe away the grin and sinister way of his smile, as he danced around the room were slowly forming into a mist and fog, the ice that once surrounds the room is turning back to what it used to be. Giggling and is clearly in heaven, he stops facing the door as he whispers the name. “Daniela Gomez.”

Ethan said and dropped his staff. Lightning was heard in the sky as a thunderstorm followed. Elizabeth was scared, she knew it was already over. She tried to fly to a safe land but it was too late, she was struck by lightning as she disappeared. *** Elizabeth tried to open her eyes slowly, her head hurts and her eyes were pale. She opened her eyes and tried to move but was stopped by an unknown force. She looked down at her feet and saw a huge chain which was enchanted. Her hands were caged, including her legs.

The chill shocked my skin, grounding me. I shut the tap and lifted my gaze to the mirror— And froze. Someone stood behind me. Someone I knew. My blood ran cold. Elizabeth. The real Elizabeth. Her face was pale—deathly pale—her eyes hollow, as though she was staring straight through me. “You have little time, Aurora,” she whispered, her voice echoing like it came from another realm. “Stay focused. No more distractions. I will return… for my body.” Each word slithered under my skin, icy and suffocating.

She walked slowly and carefully over to the railing, placing her hands on the carved stone and looking over the edge. Sighing again Elizabeth tries to find her connection to Nathaniel, Hunter and Cole but once again, she can only feel that he is alive. She then tries Clara who whimpers softly in the back of her mind, Matilda on the other hand though weak thanks to the collar slides her consciousness through Elizabeth’s mind whispering. “Stay strong, our mate is coming…” Still a little uneasy Elizabeth returns her attention to the gathering. She moves, leaning on her elbows allowing her to watch as Princess Xana, High Elder Alpha Blade and the Vampire male all step out of the castle and onto

My eyes struggled to adjust, making out shapes of rusted machinery, broken conveyor belts, shadows that could be anything or anyone. "Mom?" My voice echoed, too loud in the oppressive silence. No response. I moved deeper, each step feeling like walking toward my own execution. My phone was off, tucked in my pocket. Jake was outside somewhere, hidden. But I'd never felt more alone. A light flickered on ahead. Weak. Yellow. Illuminating a small area in the center of the vast space. And there she was. Elizabeth. Tied to a chair. Gagged. Blood on her face.

He asked, searching her eyes as he added, “We have paid a team to hinder him from finding that doctor. So I don’t think he would be an issue, Mom. All we have to do is wait, and everything will be ours soon.” “I know. It’s not about Travis; well, technically it is about him but not directly," Elizabeth stated. “Okay, what exactly is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost," Michael asked impatiently. “Yes, I have, and I think this ghost is coming after you and me," Elizabeth said, her hands trembling. “Mom? What is it?” Michael snapped, trying to get her attention. “I saw… I saw… it’s Travis; I think he is going to…" Elizabeth stuttered, her eyes filled with regret.

Can't they come into this room? "Open the door, Elizabeth. We know it is you. Oh, we want this revenge. You made us suffer. Our souls cannot rest. We want our revenge. We want you to suffer as we have suffered. You cannot run away from us forever. You will be stuck with us in this castle for the rest of eternity. We will not leave you alone. We will haunt you day and night. You are going to regret everything that you have done to us. Our soles will be with you forever!" The ghostly voice says. "Go away. I told you I am not Elizabeth. Which part of it don't you understand? I am Iona, and I told you I am the queen of vampires!" I shout.