Ghost Eyes Characters Novels & Stories

She gave me a white lotus flower that slowly disappeared. I didn't understand what was going on with me anymore, but everything around me changed again, this time I met Giselle, she was in the classroom. How gentle and pretty Giselle looks now, different from the eyeless Giselle that I've seen before. Giselle can see ghosts, this I know, but those ghosts are always hanging around her side not giving her a moment to rest, I really admire Giselle because she can endure these things. Among the ghosts surrounding her, there is a ghost that is farthest away from Giselle, that girl is Elsa. Elsa looked at Giselle as if begging her to look back at her once and help her and finally Giselle also acce

A loud gasp escaped my lips when I saw it. It was a ghost. A teenage girl who looked no older than fifteen. She had wavy blonde hair and dull green eyes. There was a horrible wound on her chest. Someone had ripped her heart out of her chest. Now, her chest was more or less, a gaping hole. Tears pricked my eyes at the sight of the girl. I'm a necromancer and it's normal for me to be able to see ghosts and spirits but it's been quite a while since I saw one.

They would do everything just to cling to Jia. The female ghost was silent for a moment. She then raised her eyes. Half of her face was burned, and the other half was wounded. Still, I could see the eyes behind her dampened bloody hair. It was a beautiful shade of grey. For a moment, I was in a daze. Her eyes gave me a sense of familiarity. Was it because it has the same color as Lucas? "Then can you tell to that special child that I am still waiting for my reward."

I shrug at Ghost as the Collector snaps up at him. “What group am I?” I ask Ghost; he doesn’t look back at the computer, which means he’s already looked for the information. I can’t say I blame him; I’d want every bit of information I can get if I were travelling with someone like me. "E," Ghost says flatly. “What the fuck is group E and why is Elle in it?” Ghost snarls down at him; his eyes change to a flat red colour, making him look like a demon, when he looks at me, his eyes have returned to normal. I wonder if his eyes going red are like when Gideon’s turn yellow.

The shadows awakened and took the shape of petrifying ghosts. A chest-less and armless man with a face covering his mouth as big as a sewer filled with flies; teeth as large as the fangs of a vampire. His neck ended a little below his face while the area of the chest was air. Around his legs, he wore his black long hair as trousers. A black cat with one eye remained attached to her master. The earless girl stood in the middle wearing her bloodied ears on her breast; spiders ran across her body leaving nothing to the eyes. She had no iris. In her right palm, a pumpkin with eyes sat opening its huge mouth often.

It came from a dark corner at the rear in front of them. They all stared ahead waiting for the silhouetted figure to fully expose himself. Orbin and the Reptillian had also beat the collaborators and the collaborators were lying in a heap all over the floor defeated. The figure finally revealed himself, he had a hideous face! Mahali gasped and almost screamed in terror at the horrible face: He had yellow eyes a mouth that was carved into a sneer and no nose, for his hair, he had tentacles. “It’s Gaxgs!” wendy gasped.

Arriving there, the surroundings were dark as it looked like construction had not yet begun in that area. Cael looked at Kyra as she grabbed him in his hand. Kyra’s nail almost sank into Cael’s skin. Standing next to Kyra was a ghost woman with no eyes, with tears of blood and her lips pressed to her ear and whispering. ‘Help her.’ Kyra closes her eyes and her whole body trembles. That ghost was weird, so she was very close to Cael. Kyra didn’t look back, but she nodded at the female ghost. “Kyra, what happened?” Cael asked.

He lowered his head and had his lips on her neck, giving it a light kiss. Jennet shivered badly after hearing his sexy husky voice. The female ghost was a male ghost? But, she could not pry her eyes away as she stared at the reflection in the glass; engraving his beautiful appearance in her mind. "Hu... Hue..." her lips trembled as she muttered the name. Her heart pounded madly. She tried to move but was powerless. "Yes..." the blond spoke softly in her ear and kissed her neck lightly while inhaling her scent. Jennet could not contain the fear anymore and her eyes rolled upward. She collapsed to the floor; losing consciousness.

"Grace, honey, look at me. Look at Daddy. Close your eyes." "He says I can't, Daddy," Grace whispered. Her small body was rigid, her white eyes fixed on the empty space. "He says if I close my eyes, the dark will come back forever. He says he's the one who kept the 'Saints' alive." The Drama of the Heart: The Ghost in the Blood Jinyan stepped into the room, his boots crunching on the shattered glass of a picture frame. The temperature was dropping. He could see his own breath—a white plume of fear in the sapphire strobe light.

ZEPHYR’S POV “Yes, there are two of our ghosts who are not with us now.” “Do they have names?” I asked him. “N….” He paused, rethinking his reply again. Then he said. “We go by one name, Ghost. Any other name aside this, I am unaware of it. I know it seems undutiful for me to not have this simple information but sometimes our ghosts tend to break out of character and hence get themselves into scenarios that end up leaving them with souvenirs like names, tattoos, tags.”