Ghost Light Novel Novels & Stories

Suddenly from the bloody punch, the punch wrapped inside flew back, not pointing, stabbing the Ghost Scene Female General's palm. This attack is delicate and subtle, and all directions are magical, even if it is under the attack of Asura God, they will instantly win back the immortality. But at this moment, Ghost Scene Female General's two pupils suddenly emerged a deep purple light. The fluorescent purple irises are gentle, the spirit is illusory, the light image has not yet arrived, it is illusory into hundreds of billion shades. In the middle, Haunt Uncle only felt depressed spirit, chaotic mind, almost indistinguishable from six senses.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

Then she comes closer to Issei side and holds his arm with both of her hands. Issei felt something soft on his arm... 'Guh! I forgot about this...' Issei just took a deep breath to calm himself and then he started walking towards the center. There's a bunch of Ghost monster along the way but they all died just from Issei's alone whenever they tried to get close. (AN: The ghost monster is not exactly a ghost. It's kinda like ghost type pokemon) Ramius still felt a bit scared along the way but not by that much anymore. She flinches every time there's a sudden ghastly voice in the distance, because of that she keeps holding Issei's arm even tighter every time that happens.

My fist pummeled into hardened balls and my jaws tightened. Taking a moment to collect myself, I pondered on everything I had gotten so far. The Ghost apparently is someone close to me, my aunt's husband-an aunt whom I never even knew existed up until two months ago. Launching various attacks on my men and factories in Russia, he is out for revenge, and he won't stop until he gets his bloody revenge. A slow knock punctured the stillness of my room. A maid timidly walked in, bowing her head slightly.

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

"I'm the one who stayed awake while you slept in a bottle." --- ## Chapter 57: The Paradox of the Twin Souls The First Shadow scrambled back, his brass limbs clattering against the asphalt. He looked at the Ghost-Elara with a mixture of religious awe and primal terror. "The Prime Template... the Nursery has birthed its own protector. You! Original! Help me complete the Restore! Together, we can wipe the 'Stitched' filth from the map!" The Ghost-Elara didn't even look at him. She merely flicked her wrist, and a wave of **Static Energy**—white, buzzing, and utterly neutral—slammed into the First Shadow.

That beautiful voice, distorted by pain and surprise. Mom. My eyes go wide as it all comes back; the pain, the sorrow, the hurt. The tears begin to flow as the ghost hurries to its destination. I can remember every detail now; the way those creatures had searched him... when his eyes turned a frightening red... He finally reached me, barely more than a breath of air, charging towards my chest. However, the ghost bounced back, my body suddenly surrounded by a strange glow. What is it? It's green and shiny, like the emerald on my ring, almost like one of those auras I've heard about in fantasy books.

The ghost looked at me with pleading eyes. "Those are talismans of Gong tau," Miyako whispered; Chinese black magic. "Those are finger bones," the friendless one added. Smashing them seemed like the sane thing to do. Pamela wouldn't have liked that excuse. I held up each trinket before the ghost. The first one - nothing. The second one - pleading. The third one - nothing. I had to be sure. I smashed the second one. The ghost's shape rippled then began to fade.

Something strange happens in Rafe's house, especially in Luna's room. A very old magic book, the Grimoire, opens by itself. The room feels even stranger when ghostly laughter is heard. Then suddenly a clear sentence breaks the silence. "I must hurry with this plan," says a mysterious voice, and then the Grimoire disappears as if it had never been there. The story moves to the wilds of Borneo, a different and secret place. Here many helicopters, supported by air force planes, are searching for something important.