Romans & histoires Ghost In Train

She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits. I stood my ground. "He's not coming back," I said softly. "You can be at peace now." The ghost froze. Her shoulders trembled, and she let out a faint whimper, as if a great weight had been lifted. The black mist around her dissipated. Her form turned faint, then transparent, until she dissolved into a wisp of light that drifted toward the rose bushes. Lorenzo's eyes lit up. "Damn, where'd you learn that trick?"

By the time Richard arrived, the funeral was almost over. Everyone who had come to say goodbye was gone. Only I remained. I wanted a little more time with Chloe. She'd always been clingy. And she was afraid of the dark. "Richard, see? I told you Selena was lying. If this were really a funeral, why is nobody here? This is obviously another stunt to get you to come home." Grace's voice cut through the silence. Richard's face darkened.

Few moments later, the train rattled off momentarily into the cold evening, as though it has been waiting for her to get inside first. Some of the passengers in the cabin just pork their heads round through the windows, and started using their phones to video tape them altogether humorous with quite a humorous goodness. And It didn't even took long enough before he missed a step and fell carelessly on the track. That was a flaw he didn't actually anticipated. It was indeed very humiliating and his head spinning; as though the long forgotten pain has reemerged. The coat got tore immediately under its armpit. But he didn't notice anything besides a slight headache which was resulted from the f

No one in the train knew how to drive a train , no one could stop the train from moving , no one had an idea about it. It was a sad Moment for everyone in the train. They were all going to die and there was no need to continue the struggle. Everyone went back to their different spots crying to the heavens to help them out. It was no fun seeing the ones you love die. There were families inside the train, grandparents of different individuals , a full family too and yet no one could save the train.. Jack looked around him and all he saw people do at that moment was cry. They had no other solution other than crying and it made him scared.

POV: Keith “Lycans, huh?” I asked her, tipping my head to stare at her. The passengers on the train gasped in shock when they heard her mention the name of a creature that was just a figment of their imagination. She realized her mistake and tried to hide her anger, but I’ve seen it already and there is no hiding the fact that she knows something that we don’t. I pulled her out of the train and ordered my guards to get out of the way and let the train continue its journey. The train was actually headed to another state, and if not for our supernatural speed, we would not have caught up with them.

Ghost usually only gets upset unless he thinks something is going to make Leni mad. “It must be from Kas? I helped get her out from under the bed in the guest suite. I held her in my lap to calm her down.” She squints suspiciously. “Why is Ghost so upset? I come home from training smelling like a dozen different wolves every morning. It never stopped him from taking my sweaty training clothes off. What’s the difference?” “I don’t know.” I frown. “I don’t want her to smell like Saint’s mate!” He barks in my mind.

She glared at Jennifer like a fierce little beast. Jennifer scoffed, amused by her defiance. She bent down and poked Nina’s forehead repeatedly. Caught off guard, Nina stumbled back, hitting her head against the iron gate with a loud thud. The noise caught Patrick’s attention from afar, and his heart clenched. "Who’s there?" Jennifer panicked and immediately covered Nina’s mouth. Forcing a smile, she called out, "Patrick, it’s nothing. Just a beggar knocking at the door. It’s cold outside. Take Johnny inside first!"

As the plane took off, I finally exhaled—like something heavy had snapped loose inside me. Phone on airplane mode. Eyes shut. Real sleep, at last. Sleep I'd been chasing for years. Soft music played in my ears, and for once, the past felt far away. "Hedley Hart, you're finally free," I whispered, voice shaking. For years, I'd lived in her orbit. Loved her so hard I disappeared. Even after ninety-nine rejections, I never thought about quitting.

“O—okay.” Julian leaned forward, looking out into the darkness near the track. “Train’s coming.” As they boarded, Gavin’s pulse thrummed. Julian chose two seats by the window. Gavin slid in beside him. The train motors rumbled as the cabin filled with sparse passengers going deeper into Europe. They sat breathing; every heartbeat felt like a footstep into the unknown. Outside, Emiliano’s ten-man team gathered in black. The lieutenant pointed to the train yard map. “They boarded that one. Any sign of Gavin?”