Ghost Fighter Ost Novels & Stories

" I think I must go now, I am really tired. I couldn't sleep for the whole night. " " Ok, good night. " Gautam said. " Yeah, good night... " I said and turned to go but I couldn't go inside like that... I have always been scared of horror movies... What if a ghost is waiting for me inside??????

Ciara would be staying back. "Is he…dead?" The announcer asked in awe, just as Ghost got to the door. He turned, to get a good look. The Asian fighter was lying lifeless, foaming from his mouth. The place was in chaos. Ghost turned around and left the building. Just then, he got a message from Scar. He took out his phone and checked it out. *mission accomplished.*

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

"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" "Wait wait wait." Austin interrupted her, smiling. "You knew you were a Ghost, and you tried to kill yourself " he raised his hands in apology, as he couldn't control his laughter. He saw she wasn't having any of it, and stopped laughing, but the smile on his face couldn't fade away.

Can't he see este can't he here that we're having fun eight now and I don't want to be disturbed! "Okay, fine. Have a good time with yourself then." I turned to my side where there was a tissue and saw that it had run out. I just slapped my forehead and shook my head. Very, very sloppy plan. From what I've seen, there's actually a tissue and they deliberately asked the person they're pranking for their plan to put poop on the pranked person's hand. "Ouyyy tissue please!" I said loudly for him to hear. It's life, it's tiring to fire bodyguards. I don't remember how many bodyguards I've fired. But Keven is really the first one to have a little bit of etchura and then he's gay, but not to the p

I think it’s the killer’s next target: Prince Abdullahi Salim. Miriam snatched the paper from Donovan and widened her eyes to read the red handwriting which read: Next Game: Prince of Dubai; Saturday 4th of April. In a reflex, Miriam shot a stern look at one of the cops and ordered him to get Carlos and his management team under their custody for interrogations about the gaffer's whereabouts.

"Mr. Sinclair, your new bodyguard is here." Kieran stepped into the office and immediately had to fight his body's reaction. The room was filled with scent. Not the neutral, filtered air of the hallway, but thick, rich alpha pheromones that hit him like a physical force. Cinnamon and something darker, spicier, something that made Kieran's omega instincts sit up and pay attention in a way they never fucking had before. What the hell?

I stared at her, this woman so different from the one I remembered, and felt utterly lost. Was this really the woman I had loved all those years? "Carrie!" A sharp, anguished cry cut through the air from inside the car—it was my father. He had just watched the love of his life, his wife of decades, lying in a pool of blood. Grief overtook him, and he struggled to break free from the car, but his captors held him in place. Adeline's face twisted into a sinister smile. Through the car window, she said in a low, cold voice, "Tell Samuel to come out right now and perform the surgery—or his mother won't make it."

Melina was dazzled by his muscles, he had changed a lot, back the he was the plainest of them all, he wore shaggy un ironed clothes, he never cared about his looks, but now he wore a signed leather jacket, Melina wondered. She drilled for him, she felt like a loser choosing Owino over him. She gashed in front and asked in fury, Melina was not good at surprises. “What are you doing here?” she demanded as she dumped her messenger bag on the couch and threw off her scurf. She wanted him to notice her designer jacket as well. “Aha!” Leon acted cool. “I see you still hate surprises.” Leon teased her “Come on guys, I missed you t….” he pouted as he pranced to them and wrapped his hands around his

Veronica stayed quiet and Mike was paying attention to the road along with the driver. In response, Felix just nodded. Now he was familiar with Nick. He was ready for all the tricks Nick had in his sleeves. "So tell me, where we were back then?" Nick questioned. "Huh? Inside the studio of Ghostbusters?" Felix answered back. "Right! What do Ghostbusters do?" "As the name suggests? Ghostbusting?" "Pffttt! Hahahaha! that's the lamest answer I've ever heard."