Novel & Cerita Ghost's Son

Mrs Johnson quickly let go of Cassandra's grip and stared at her daughter with stunned eyes. Cassandra could see her mum's face suddenly turn white as a ghost, her face not leaving her daughter. "You mean you have seen Kate's son?" Her mother asked still in shock, her eyes not leaving Cassandra who nodded in affirmation. Mrs Johnson glanced at the door expecting whoever it was to walk into the house, "Where is he?" She asked as tears slowly appeared in her eyes. Cassandra looked down at the ground and back to her mother's face, she shook her head, "He isn't here with me mother but you have met him".

she bellowed as she chased Crystal out of the room. As Crystal was still running to the kitchen so she could do the dishes, she barged into the rude and strange Billionaire’s son Red. He always had a mask on so no one could see his face. “Good m….” Crystal tried greeting but then he interrupted with his deep voice. “Get your filthy face off my eyes now!!” he ordered rudely as Crystal trembled in fear.

"Belle is dead! She's dead, and you're asking her to apologize to this tramp? How can you even say such things?" Grayson sneered, his disbelief etched deeply into his face. "Dead, you say? Don't make me laugh. This is just another one of her schemes, and you're all playing along. Do you really think I'm that gullible?" My mother's voice broke through, trembling with both anguish and rage. "Grayson, my daughter is gone! She's dead, and you—do you even have a heart?!" She looked at him as though she wished she could drag him into the grave to keep me company.

I had just finished handling my son Zane Graham's funeral arrangements when the number I had dialed dozens of times without an answer finally called back. My husband, Louis Graham, said irritably, "Where's Zane? That idiot can't even handle something as simple as buying a darn dress." A wave of absurd despair surged inside me. I muttered, "He's dead." There was a rare pause on the other end before the mocking tone came crashing down. "Nora Harrison, what's gotten into you? You're really saying all sorts of nonsense now, huh?

His eyes darted from Gbenga's still frame to the Sons, and then, god, who had disappeared. Lex pocketed the knife. He squatted beside Gbenga and searched his pockets, found a key and headed for the door. One of the sons placed a hand on his shoulder. He stopped and turned to him. “My child,” His said with a voice pinched with horror. “Do you have any idea what you've just done?!”

"Ah! C'mon boy! You don't need to be so formal. Just call me Uncle Brian. That'll do." "Ohh! Okay, Uncle Brian." "You sure got a nice apprentice Mike." "Well! Guess what? He's the youngest and was invited by Mister George personally." "Wait! What? Damn boy! Good! Good! Alright, everyone. Get seated." When everyone was seated, they finally left the airport. As they were traveling, Felix got to know that Brian was a bus driver who worked in Los Angeles. He was acquainted with Derek, the current Director of the show~ Ghost Busters.

I would have been surprised if he hadn't been, because he was really a handsome man and on top of that, he was the son of the governor of the country! - Where is your little sister? She can't accuse me like that and run away. - What do you care? I didn't know what to say so I kept silent. We went to the most upscale part of town and he parked the car in front of a beautiful villa. I had seen this house before because my friends and I would sometimes walk from neighborhood to neighborhood to visit... - Give me an hour, I have things to do. - I'm sorry, what? He didn't answer. He got out and locked the car doors.

Ocean "Welcome home, sweetheart." The blond vampire grins as he opens a heavy-looking door of their enormous house. I have never seen a building this large; even the Invictus building pales compared to this one. How can anyone call such a massive brick building home? Does their entire bloodline live here? "My name is Octavius, by the way," he places a hand where his heart is supposed to be and bows like a true gentleman. "Oh, yes, and this is Kieran," as Octavius introduces his brother, he purposely makes the darker man sound unimportant. Do they have some sort of bad blood between them? The thought makes me smile; at least, I came up with a rather funny line. Maybe one day I'll be able to u

Gerald asked excitedly. Kelsey paused and stopped eating. She then smiled, "How do you always remember Aiden's birthday?" Gerald took his cell phone out of his coat pocket. He opened an agenda on his cellphone and showed it to Kelsey. On the agenda it was written, ' My Son's Birthday'. Kelsey smiled, "You are weird." Gerald smiled too, "I know Aiden is not my flesh and blood but I have considered him like my own son." Kelsey didn't know how to respond.

Just sat there, watching with the mechanical patience of an apex predator. Griffin tilted his head, an unconscious echo of his father's mannerism that still chilled me sometimes. "Is it him?" he whispered, voice steady despite the slight tremor I could feel through our linked hands. "No." My voice was steel, forged in the fires of survival and tempered by necessity. "Just another ghost." Flashback – Five Years Ago