Ghost Hunter's Daughter Novels & Stories

"How could you hide that kind of a thing from me, mum? We never kept secrets! I tell you everything that goes on in my life, how could you hide my real identity from me? I guess dad never knew that I was not his son?" "Yes, he didn't," she sighed. "I'm sorry." "You even tried to kill me, I'm deeply pained." She lowered her head. "Forgive me, son." "But is that the same reason I can see ghosts?" "No, it is a trait you got from your earthly dad because he trained you. I initially thought it was that but Goddess Alexia made me know." "I forgive you, mum," he managed a smile before turning to Goddess Alexia. "You specially came for this, why? Is there anything going on?"

Athena and Dominic lead Blood Moon to every victory and every loss; their love burned bright despite the loss of their daughter Zephyra; they searched everywhere in the hopes that they would find their lost daughter and bring her home… but have they searched everywhere? Across the globe in the city of Mexico, life was different for a girl named Zephyra. Trained to be an assassin from a young age, Zephyra is given the opportunity to leave Mexico and the task to kill the Alpha and Luna of Blood Moon Pack, so, what happens when the moon goddess plays her card of twisted fate for you to find your mate, and everything starts to change. What happens when you find out that your whole life has been

He did not want to dishearten his daughter, he was edgy; hauled out his handset once more and made a quick call to the agency “Uhm, miss, have they left already?” he spoke with a straight, clear deep voice. “They should, be there by now, they are very efficient, perhaps its traffic or they decided to gait, to save money.” Joan spoke with poise, but some qualms could be spotted in her voice. “Agrrrr! Where are they?” Joan chimed out brutally. “Let us hold on, they must be around the corner.” Melina spoke, flicking out her long hair over her shoulder, as she pulled up the collar of her pelt jacket, she cut walked her way inside the house, pushing Owino aside to create a more comfortable space

“Dad, please! Let me out! I’m scared!” His voice through the door was ice. “You need to learn, boy. You can’t be a successful man like your father with that soft heart. You’ll ruin the family name. Stay there until you learn.” And indeed I learned. No attachments. No feelings. The Ghost was born that night. But Scott had cracked everything open. And now he wants to leave? Hell no! The lion is awake. I couldn’t sleep. The office was empty. I locked my door, sat back in my chair, and let the memories flood me. Scott’s body under me. His moans when I bred him deep. The way he begged “Sir, please” while I fucked him raw.

her soft sobs echoed in the still night. But then the blonde girl's wails, piercing and mournful, resounded when she discovered the dead driver. I motioned to one of my men to take care of the situation. My daughter was obviously duped to believe the girl was human. Erina’s confused question hung in the air. She started when she heard the she-wolf’s cries and tried to free herself from my grip. “Listen to me, girl!” I shook her to get her to focus on me. “You need to go back, Erina!”

, she asks after a few minutes of silence. “Jessica Hybrida-Moon Phoenix.”, I say. “Who married into the Hybrida-Moon family?”, she asks, surprised. “No one. I found her and made her my daughter.”, I answered truthfully. “Can I go see her?”, she asks. “As long as you don’t wake her, if you do, you're putting her back to sleep.”, I say. “Got it.”, she says. I’m rooming with my friend, daughter, and now a ghost. This is just more interesting. Picking up the book once again, I read where I left off at; Because the Phoenix family killed the Hybrida-Moon’s children, they put a curse on them.

I mumble, "What is it?" "There is only one true mist in this land. The little human fantasy that they had made up about ghosts is far from the truth. If you see a misty figure, you run and you run far and you run hard because it will show no mercy. That entity is nothing more than a minion to do his dirty work!" she huffs, crossing her arms. "His?" I ask, my worry growing. "The thing that killed my daughter was not a demon." she says, dragging a hand down her face.

A slow crawl of unease… or was it something else? She couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Maybe she was mistaken *** After he dismissed Jackie, Hunter stood again, a fresh glass clenched in his hand. The lights shimmered across the crowd like a slow wave of color and sin. Gabriel returned beside him. “That girl’s got your attention.” “She’s mine.” Gabriel raised a brow. “You sure? Who is she? Or just laying random tags.” Hunter’s voice was a growl. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. That's fucking Antonio's daughter, mirabella.”

My father asked. "Yes, I don't suck blood. I'm not a fucking vampire" "But you work for one. Xavier, if I'm not mistaken" Hunter was silent, he didn't actually respond. "You have no proof to back up that claim," Hunter finally said. "I do have more than enough proof. I went to his home this morning and he was nowhere to be found. He could be lurking around town waiting for the time he'd attacked another innocent child or wolf but listen and listen very good Hunter, if anything happens to my daughter again, I'll forget the fact that you'll be a damn Alpha in days to come and kick your ass"

I stepped forward, just enough so she could see the silhouette of me, but not the face beneath the mask. Her breath hitched. “Who... who are you?” I tilted my head slightly. “Put those claws away, little wolf. You’ll only embarrass yourself.” She stiffened. “Answer me.” I stepped into a slant of silver light. Her mouth parted as her eyes widened—not in recognition, but in dread. The kind that burrows under the skin. I let the silence hang, thick and pulsing. “Let’s just say,” I murmured, voice colder than the wind slicing through the trees, “I’m the ghost you summoned when you laid a hand on my daughter.”