Novel & Cerita Ghost Hood

He comes to where I was lying and holds me by the neck. "Stop it you fool!" Tyler shouts from behind holding a huge machine gun aiming at the Gaylord, He shoots randomly hitting the Gaylord, He drops me to the ground once again heading to where Tyler was I could not let him lay his hands on him I tried to reach him but it is too late, he holds Tyler by the neck choking him to death but the unbelievable happens, Ghost appears out of nowhere and hits the Gaylord so hard that he goes flying and lands on one of his armored vehicles. "Happy to see me?" he says to him and lights his own hands on fire.

Gideon lets out a barking laugh but doesn’t say anything about the bed or the collection of whips and things on the floor. Ghost is standing right outside of the bedroom door; he’s so close that Gideon almost slams into him, but Ghost seems completely unbothered. He’s got a massive smile on his face and he’s holding out a velvet blue box while looking directly at me. “Glow worms shouldn’t be this happy.” I mutter, which only makes Ghost smile more and Gideon laugh a little as he steps to the side. I watch in horror as Ghost drops to one knee, holds up the little velvet box and bows his head so low I can see the back of his pale neck.

That maybe, in the future he wants to work on a comic company. But, if you would look closely, Landon's sketches are about his schoolmate's death. He detailed everything, from their favorite clothes, to the way they will die. It is too gruesome for a fourteen-year-old boy like him. What he didn't know is that somebody's watching him from outside his window. A man wearing a black hoodie and baseball cap. This man stare at him curiously; studying him, and learning everything about him. This man knows the sadness that Landon is going through, and he means to do something about it.

The funeral for Ghost feels slow. I stand over his tombstone and build up the guilt inside. Ghost was supposed to take my lead to destroy the secret bases of the Order, but the mole sent by them betrayed him. I let the rain pour down on me as I stare at his name and the titles he's been given: a comrade, a friend, a brother, a Dagger. His grave is in a private field owned by Odin for those who have fallen. I closed my eyes and wished to return to time and save him and Poppy.

The wind was making her hair flying around as it slapped across her face. She was breathing hard when the wind was too strong for her to protect her face from the debris that was flying when the helicopter blades were buzzing her ears as Marina was closing her eyes. She did not know who was coming from the helicopter as her blood loss was making her dizzy right now. “We got you now. You will be safe,” the shadow said as Marina was closing her eyes. Then, all of sudden from the blood loss as well as the wind that was blaring her eyes, Marina could not keep her eyes open and the last thing she knew, she was claimed by the darkness.

Possibly a meter away from the hood of Hunter's car. It looks like a whole person dressed in all-black. Head to toe. Only he's wearing a hat dipped lower to hide his face. I'm not sure how long I'd been staring at it but suddenly, it tipped its head back and stared directly at me. I gasped. Gone is the tingling all over my body, the throbbing and ache persistent within my core. All gone. What in goddess' name is... that? "Nightcrawler," Hunter growls. A deadly glint in his eyes as he glared at this... man I just locked eyes with.

Neither of us said anything for a long time. Then the past walked in with mud on her boots and a hood pulled low. “Snake,” Ghost said without turning his head. I didn’t move. “If you’re a ghost, I’ll tear you apart anyway.” She pushed back the hood. The scar at her temple looked new. The eyes didn’t. Those were the same—sharp, stubborn, a little haunted. There was rainwater at the ends of her hair and dirt under her nails. Her hands were up, not in surrender exactly, but in acceptance.

a child’s voice comes from everywhere and Gwanhoya hunts for the source where the voice is originating from. “There is no need for you to search for me,” lighting strikes near Mukura’s body. The boy in the golden robe appears on the spot with a fierce look on his face. The two lock eyes and lying on the ground Gurudza looks up to see the person who just appeared and is blocking him from seeing Mukura. A howler “Are you here to kill me, young god!” she asks, no smile on her face anymore, the light has disappeared. Raises his hand and the policeman being massacred and the people close by disappear. The beast returns to where Gwanhoya is. Attempts to kill the god but is rendered motionless on t

He raises it over a golden bowl and allows several drops to fall into the bowl with a hiss. “You may sit and receive your mark.” Mr streeter steps to the side to allow Will to make his way over to the tattoo man. He sits bending forward to allow the man access to the back of his neck. The tattoo man picks up the needle and starts his work. All Hunters receive the same mark, two crossed swords encircled by a snake. The ink used is laced with magic which is what gives us our heightened gifts. I watch in interest as the tattoo is completed, will the gift present itself straight away? It differs from hunter to hunter. Some may feel the power awakening in there bodies whilst others take longer to

My senses took a few moments to convince me that the pair were totally unaware of what was happening, and once they'd set the table for dinner, they calmly proceeded to the kitchen and continued the main course without acknowledging us. I slowly turned back to where the hooded man stood. I wanted to make him believe I was a simple mortal, but his expression seemed to indicate he already knew who I was. I wondered what he meant by that, but the answer wasn't waiting in store for me. He took another step closer. He was right behind me. Suddenly, he disappeared with a heavy wind that blew scatter most items around. I jerked, not expecting him to leave that early, thinking he was going to hurt m