Ghost's Son Novels & Stories

The Totality manifests, torn between versions of their mother and their brothers. “We don’t know which side to take,” they admit. “Mama-as-Death-Keeper wants us to stop Marcus. Mama-as-ghost wants us to help him. We can’t support both.” Alistair appears, conscious again despite the pain of severing our bond twice, and he sees ghost-me guiding our sons to steal death authority. “Mabel?” he asks carefully. “Is that really you or some trick?” “It’s me,” ghost-me says. “The part of me that still loves you, that still wants to be with our family instead of existing as death incarnate. Help our sons save me, please.”

Ghost could almost hear his voice in the back of his skull, mocking, claiming, whispering she is mine. No. Ghost’s jaw tightened, his teeth grinding until his head ached. Emily was not Kane’s. She was his blood. His daughter. And though she wept now, though she broke in front of all of them, she would rise again. Ghost would make damn sure of it. Grim’s voice called for silence. Hawk and Tank lifted the coffin, boots thudding heavy against the earth as they carried Rhett toward the grave cut deep in the red dirt. The brothers followed in silence, engines rumbling low like mourners.

This man had clearly seen a ghost, or should I say someone he did not hope that he would ever see. But there is a problem; my own father has turned an even whiter shade of all fifty shades of white. Now, if Joseph has seen a ghost, then my father just had a skeleton jump out of the closet. There is something more to this, and I am sure that we are about to find out. It seems that Cummings and Caine have a little more than explaining to do.

“You really are growing up quickly.” “Yes, Father,” Charlie repeated, withdrawing his hand and placing it in his lap. “I was quite sad to hear of Henry’s passing, Son. He wasn’t very old. He had a lot left to accomplish.” “His family must be very upset,” Charlie offered, imagining how devastated he would be if he lost his father. John snickered and shook his head before saying, “He has a little girl.” Charlie’s eyes widened, though he thought he may have heard that bit of information before. “She must be very, very unhappy.”

Manuel said and he places her in the bath tub. “ You mean you have bath for me so many times? When was that? She asks. “ Don’t even start honey “ he says. His cellphone rang. “ Excuse me” He says and goes to pick his cellphone on the bed and he started speaking with the caller on the phone. Evelyn ghost sits on the couch and it will pace around with tears on her face. Evelyn mother and Father goes into their son’s ward and they wept. “I cannot lose my first son, no way” he says.

I heard Custard letting out a howl as Nate and I found ourselves in a hazy scenario. The ghost appeared before us, clearer this time. It was the man in the picture. I could fully see the familiar red hair and green eyes. The man smiled warmly as he gazes at Nate. His eyes brimming with tears as he mouthed one word that made Nate stumble back in shock. His lips quivered that I was the one who had to steady him this time. Son.

The glass shattered, the precious liquid soaking into the hospital linoleum. "You don't deserve Stormriven healing. Not anymore. My heart breaks for the daughter I failed. My heart breaks for the years I wasted on a placeholder." "Placeholder? Is that all I am to you now? Because of a piece of paper? I am the Ghost of Nightfall! I am the one who built the Varkane weaponry! I am your son!" "You are a ghost, alright. A phantom who stole twenty-five years of our love. Garron, find her. Find Seraphina. Bring her home. We have a lot to make up for."

”Sophia, bring him forth. The ghostly, pale soul of a man rose up from the floor where his tomb had been. ”My daughters! My son!” he wailed. ”I failed as a father. Forgive my shortcomings! I failed!” ”Father!” Gaius turned his hollow skull toward him. He walked a bit closer, his bones clicking against the stone. ”I was a bad son. I did this to you. You look so pale.”

Despite my flesh rotting away, my soul did not dissipate. I experimented a bit and found that my soul could only stick close to my mother, Jean, or my brother, Tanner. The sight of my body didn’t draw tears out of Jean Blue. Instead, she froze for a moment before giving Tanner a call. Like a child who did something wrong, she was eager to find someone to lean on. “Graham’s dead. “His belly had sunk in. I locked him in the cellar and forgot to bring him food. He starved to death.

The truth was, The Ghosts had a reputation in the city, one that left everyone afraid of them. This was enough for Josh to realize that they were trouble. Their presence alone had everyone on edge. Josh glanced at Mateo, who was already eyeing the newcomers with a look of pure irritation. “And this party just got less enjoyable,” Mateo muttered under his breath. However, Reaper heard him. His smirk vanished, replaced by a coldness. Looking at Antonio with a look of recognition, Reaper glared at him, saying,”You got a problem?” He asked taking a step over to where Mateo, Josh and Leo were standing.