Ghost Stand By Him Mga Nobela at Kwento

" I walked back inside and as I suspected there was a guy standing there, I barely saw him when I came flying downstairs. Show off!! Is this guy running for Mister world competition or something?! why does he have to look like he is ready for a photoshoot. And why on earth do I always check him out?. It took only a second for my cheeks to betray me and turn ruddy when I meet his cold yet warm gaze. I returned the glance nonchalantly even though my heart was acting in an opposite state. This guy had the audacity to wiggled his brows while eying me up and down with his stoic expression. I swear I already ripped the smirk out of his face ten times in my head. Couldn't help to feel like the air

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.

How he had ended up with this condition was beyond him. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed something had changed. The stones behind, glistened as if someone had poured hot oil on them. With his mind and body, he managed to gather some energy. Steaming and groaning, he lifted his head and saw a figure before him. His dark green eyes shone with malice as they locked with his, and he let out a menacing growl. The stranger looked at him with red eyes that spoke of rage and amusement. His left hand, still holding the golden grip of his sword, waved back and forth. A violent but incomprehensible gesture.

he snivels and I walk towards him, only to feel something hit my arms, back, and legs in quick succession. I look up and see a smirking sniper and feel the red laser aimed right at my forehead, but that smirk drops from his face when my lip curls into a smile. Ghost was standing behind him, his eyes completely white as he tapped into his beast - that sniper’s head hit the floor in front of me before he could fire another shot. Ghost grins, then he disappears in the blink of an eye and I don’t even have to look behind me to know he’s ripped more sniper heads off.

“When you do your thing what’s stopping the building from crushing you?” I looked at him past my shaking arms and huffed, “Guess it’s a good time to ask which of you is the fastest runner?” Caius looked at Ghost. “You can turn her incorporeal.” “I can’t do shit,” Ghost scoffed. He had removed his shirt awhile ago and was using it to mop the sweat off his body. “Don’t look at me like that, man. You know I’ve never turned anyone before. If I fail then we both die.”

Elder Xhang died on the spot. “That would teach you a lesson Ghost,” Aurum roared at the dead body. “You cannot kill me twice.” “Who said?” Elder Igor roared in Ghost’s voice. “I can kill you as many times as I want to. I would kill you as many times as possible. You are nothing but a loser.” Aurum spun around to the sound of the voice. It sounded exactly like Ghost’s just the same way Elder Xhang’s voice sounded like Ghost’s some minutes ago.

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 was going to walk out quietly, i don't even need ice cream anymore. "His name is ghost no body knows his real name" he continued and now i need to listen, I'm too curious to just leave now. "He took my pet from me, i know she belonged to him for a while. Kill him and be over with it" Kill him, he just asked for whoever he's talking with to kill ghost... I can't let them just kill ghost, i can't let them even hurt ghost!! I touched my necklace the one with mine and daddy's voice on it.

And then he smiled. “Ghost,” he said softly, almost like a man greeting an old acquaintance. “I’ have been waiting for you.” Ghost’s face was bloodied and bruised, his lips split, his left eye nearly swollen shut. Yet there was still defiance in his eyes, the flicker of pride refusing to die. Adrian chuckled. “You really thought you could sneak into my estate… disguised?” he shook his head, a dark laugh slipping past his lips. “You’re losing your edge.”

He stretched his hand for a handshake, and I took it. He has a firm grip, but his hands are cold, so fucking cold, just like Echo’s touch. “I am sorry to ask but are you a…” “Ghost? Absolutely.” He answered before I could even complete my questions, that explains why they can both see each other but does this mean that I can see all ghosts because I initially thought that I could only see Echo. “We met yesterday when she was sad and alone and we have been friends since then.” I feel terrible that I put her in that position, but I am glad she’s okay and she’s back. Adrian though, he is different. He is actually cooking, touching and holding things, how is that even possible.