Novel & Cerita Ghost Stories Leo

Everything was a mess! The man immediately turned his face at the little boy. His face darkened. "Tell me, Little Veen, how did I frighten her? I was merely showing her the memories of my real appearance but, I do not understand why she was so frightened and kept denying my existence even in her sleep." He said in dissatisfaction that reflected on his handsome face. The little boy called Veen coughed softly in a polite manner. "Your appearance now is similar to those of what humans called a ghost. You have not fully recovered your body yet, so you cannot do anything. Just let her be for now."

"Di, they came in a very lavish car. Black and shiny, long and marvellous. And there were a whole line of cars almost 5-6 that flashed across my eyes. I am still puzzled if one boy's family has arrived or six. " "He seems quite determined to take you away that he has brought whole battalion along with him. " Lilly giggled wholeheartedly visualizing the scene. I was gritting my teeths over her light jokes and giggled while mom entered the room racing through the doors in panic. "Are you all right? " I asked being quite concerned and looking at her gasping and terrified. "Have you seen a ghost aunt? " Lilly asked bring puzzled. She threw this insane question in most innocent manner and in retu

Leo told her. "No, sir, don’t get me started, or you won’t hear the last of it," Ellen told him, laughing. "Okay, just tell me one then," Leo encouraged her. "How bad can it be?" he teased. "Okay, I’ll tell you one. This happened right in your office," Ellen said, her voice dropping an octave like she was sharing a secret. "Oh, really?" Leo said. "I saw a ghost once at night," Ellen told him. "A ghost?" Leo was amazed at the very thought.

" She looked at me with desperation and frustration, all fused into one in a manner that managed to tug at my feelings. 1 took her hand and squeezed. "Girlie, I'm fine. Everything is fine. I'm doing well in school. I'm with friends and family and I'm living. No one has hurt me. I haven't let them," I winked. She didn't smile. Just stayed with her eyes set. "But someone did." I knew just from the way her face became still who she was referring to. "you mean Leon?" I asked, tossing his name into the air as if to take any meaning away from the word. "That was years ago. I hardly even remember his face."

With a final shove, he slammed Grayson against the cold metal of the morgue drawer. "This is her. Look at her! Look at the woman you abandoned—my sister!" Liam's voice was an icy blade, sharp and cutting. He forced Grayson to stare at my frozen body, lying there, still and lifeless. Grayson shut his eyes tight, his lips trembling as he muttered incoherently, "No, no, this isn't Belle. This can't be her! She's selfish, cruel, and vindictive. Someone like that doesn't just die—she wouldn't—she couldn't."

He was staring at me like he didn’t recognize me at all. “You’re saying Leo Carter, my Leo, is working with her?” “Yes. I know it sounds insane, but I saw the pictures myself, Damien. It’s him.” He let out a sharp and bitter laugh. “Bianca, you’ve been through a lot, I get it. But you can’t start seeing ghosts where there aren’t any.” “I’m not seeing ghosts,” I snapped, my frustration bubbling up. “I’m telling you the truth. Esther’s men saw it… I saw it.”

For someone who hadn't eaten since yesterday afternoon, I should have been hungry but with everything going on, especially last night… Last night was indeed… a mess. After Leo had barged into my room like a marathon horse with his eyes livid, his accusatory words hit me with no time to defend myself. “Who are you working for?” He'd snapped, this was unlike the confrontation we just had. “What?” I squeaked out after some seconds of trying to comprehend his words. “You heard me,” he yelled,stepping closer. “Nicole? The Ghost Clan? Or are you just playing stupid? Was it all a setup—the bleeding, the hair, the timing— was it all just a ploy to get us out of there early?”

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

She shoved him aside and walked off. Pierre just stood there, stunned. Tears burned his eyes. That was it. Over. Cameras caught everything. By the time she was gone, the clip was already online. [What's going on? Didn't Sonia Quindt just get stood up by Hedley Hart? Why's Pierre jumping in now?] [Now Pierre's trying to swoop in? Shameless.] [She looks furious. Guess she's still hung up on the first dude.] [Who even is Hedley Hart? How's he got her like this?]

She smiled gently at me saying, “thank you, Leo.” Sometimes I just sit and don't speak. Seeing Frey sleeping on her study table. It was really fun. I feel like I always want to spend time with Frey like this. Even though I know something like that won't last long. *** “Leo, did you hear about people being attacked by vampires?” My friend at work named Edwin suddenly said nonsense with a very serious face. “Do you think vampires exist? Bullshit!" I said.