Ghost Eyes Novels & Stories

Dozens of glowing eyes blinked back. Ghost wolves. “They found us,” Logan hissed, stepping in front of me. “Stay behind me. Don’t let them touch you.” The wolves stepped forward—not made of fur and blood like normal wolves, but of ash, smoke, and glowing runes that pulsed along their spines. The temperature dropped. My breath came out in visible clouds. And then I felt it. One of the ghost wolves stopped and bowed its head at me. “What the hell?” Logan whispered. I didn’t understand it either. But something inside me stirred.

He asked pointing a finger towards the door. Grey fought harder unable to break out of the hold. The sight of his filthy fingers pointing towards the door made him go feral but all efforts failed, he was in a hold he couldn't break.. "Oh, I forgot. You can't talk!" Thanatos placed a hand on his head, his pupils rolled into the back of his head like an eight ball into a corner pocket leaving his eyes milky-white. Complexion slowly faded out of Grey body as numerous whispers carried the word Ten around them both..

Yolanda and I woke up as dusk tinged the sky. Panicked, in her twisting wings, and soaked with gray sleet to the bone, I ruffled her muddy cheek, then pressed my ear to her godstone amethyst heart: The pulse had slowed to a crawl. The gravestones of runes danced with light elf ghosts, so transparent, they looked like fog. The arcane, alien figures did not look at us, eyes gutted and blind, salt in their mouth, for they were the dead.

My eyes went wide seeing his pupils up close, his eyes were red and his pupil is black! Oh my god! “Calm down.” He said calmly but of course, I didn’t calm down. I feel so scared that I can’t help but to tightly close my eyes and tried punching him in the stomach but he just catched my fist that made me feel even more scared. I took some steps backwards to at least widen our distance. Who knew if he suddenly bit me? I read something about ghosts that copy the humans who their target longs about. They used it as bait or to deceive them to follow what they wanted… I also read about ghosts that can hurt humans. Thinking about it, this one could touch me, meaning….

The smell of fresh human flesh made her head throb and her throat ache. data-p-id=56531b05a9961565cf198616dbe583b2,Sensing an audience, the three ghouls drenched in blood turned to the two younger ghouls, their eyes were wide, pupils diluted and orbs the colour of blood. Their eyes held a wild gaze, as if this was their first taste of flesh in months. data-p-id=dadab1d8892f46a58c49423177a34a51,One of them snarled. "Hey punks, get lost, unless you wanna be next."

as his hand in addition of the water moves on her clit and she closes her eyes in ecstasy and he smiles and move his finger in to her pussy and she moans out and he puts in a second finger and she throwaway her head back into the bath tub and she tightens her eyes and he puts his hand deeper into her and she moans her and he began to move his hand in and out of her and she held his hand for him not to stop and she began to moan loud and her husband smiles while she moan uncontrollably and she came and he washes her and he Carrie’s her a bridal style into the bedroom. Evelyn ghost returns into the house, she sob so hard. Evelyn mom sits beside her son and he wakes up feeling so much pain and

He was splayed half-naked on the table, his glasses blurred, his body bluish-pale, with the morgue tag swaying on his feet like a death stamp. Black fire brimmed in Ghost’s chest, the memories haunting like the grim reaper. This wasn’t part of the plan. Ghost shouldn’t be doing this, because he had a link to Black Day. But Ghost needed a bait, someone to fan the flames. And when the time comes, Ghost’d burn them all. “Core’s temperature stabilized at thirty-two point seven,” the lead physician murmured. “We’re good to start the reversal.” Ghost snatched the tag from his feet before ordering. “Start the awakening process.”

he snivels and I walk towards him, only to feel something hit my arms, back, and legs in quick succession. I look up and see a smirking sniper and feel the red laser aimed right at my forehead, but that smirk drops from his face when my lip curls into a smile. Ghost was standing behind him, his eyes completely white as he tapped into his beast - that sniper’s head hit the floor in front of me before he could fire another shot. Ghost grins, then he disappears in the blink of an eye and I don’t even have to look behind me to know he’s ripped more sniper heads off.

His head lolled, eyes glassy and unfocused, but he kept chanting, 'ghost, ghost, ghost,' like a fucking mantra from hell. Even when I slammed him back against the cold metal wall, the impact rattling the shelves nearby, he didn’t stop chanting. “Who is Ghost?” I snarled. “Look at me and tell me who the hell Ghost is.” His head lolled again, and his mouth kept moving, his voice hoarse and cracking. Spit drooled from his mouth to his chin, and his pupils were wide, staring through me. “Ghost… ghost… ghost…” My patience snapped. My hybrid senses were still buzzing from the Veil trace, and I couldn't wait for answers the usual way. Pressing my palm flat against his forehead, I pushed in, seeking

Madeleine and Kanasan immediately went to help hold her down. The four of them held Belina tightly. But her body continued to twitch, and her mouth kept on taking deep breaths. “Ah! Ah! It hurts so much!” Soon, a warm eyeball appeared in Gardner’s palm. The eyeball was still bleeding, and when he looked at Belina, the opened eyelid couldn’t close anymore. It looked like a pitch-black hole. Streams of blood flowed down from the corner of her eye. It was even more terrifying than the female ghosts in horror movies.