Ghost Tattoo Novels & Stories

Isama pa ang puting suot nito. “MULTO! GHOST! Manang! Manang! May multo, Manang Gina!”

I exclaimed in disbelief. He nodded. "She can. And after leaving the doll she became a ferocious ghost and always haunting me here. I thought I could fight and beat her but I can't. It was like we're not the same ghost." Itinaas nito ang kamay at ipinakita sa akin ang braso niya na may bandage. "Sinaktan ka niya?" nag-aalalang bigkas ko. "T-Then— where are you right now?"

and how to hold a woman. “I don’t even know your name,” he said, his eyes tracing the red lipstick on my mouth. “Good. Because tonight, I don’t have a name,” I leaned in closer, my breath fanning his neck. I could see the pulse jumping in his throat. “I’m just a girl who’s tired of being good. What about you? Who are you, Shadow?” He let out a low, dark chuckle that vibrated in my chest. “Names are for people who want to be remembered. Tomorrow, I’ll be a ghost to you. But tonight...”

Ngunit ang mga huli niyang sinabi ang nagpahinto sa akin. He didn’t kill my granny… He didn’t kill my granny… My heart beats faster when a ghoul appeared in our side. Tulad ng nasa panaginip ko, mapupula ang mga mata nito. Ang mga ghoul ay isang evil spirit kung saan kinukuha nila ang mga kaluluwang namamatay. ‘’At last, I will have your soul poor human…”. Pilit nitong kinukuha ang kaluluwa ni Xylon but then, a soul reaper appeared too. Two soul reapers to be exact.

Ang reunion ng Ghost Team—sina Billie, Mariel, at Marcus—ay naganap sa ilalim ng cold, salt air ng lighthouse, na ngayon ay naging war room laban sa invisible threat na tinatawag na Phantasma. Ang banta ay hindi digital o pisikal, kundi conceptual—ang pagbagsak ng tiwala sa Chimera sa pamamagitan ng pagpapakita ng mga anomaly na walang paliwanag.

Sa dami ng nakalaban n'ya sa klase ng trabaho meron s'ya, kabi-kabila ang gustong pumatay sa isang agent Midnight Flamingo. Pero wala s'yang pakialam sa mga ito, isa lang gusto n'yang pulbosin ngayon. Iyan ay si Gaston, ang demonyong matanda na s'yang dahilan ng lahat ng pasakit sa mga buhay nila.

I couldn’t even decide if I was supposed to be scared or amused; honestly, it just felt like my insides were turning over, like I was about to swallow myself. “Ouch! Stop! Aray! P*tangina!” sigaw ni Ryder habang patuloy na dinidepensahan ang sarili laban sa uwak. “Thana! Thana! Ackk! Ack!” — usal ni Ghost nang paulit-ulit. “Yes! My baby. Buhay siya, Ghost, di ba?” tugon ni Ryder, nanginginig ang boses. Hindi diretsong sumagot si Ghost, pero paulit-ulit niyang binanggit ang pangalan ni Thana—sapat para magbigay pag-asa kay Ryder.

Oh well, bagohan siya kaya hindi niya ako kilala. "ID Ma'am?" "MP." I said lowly enough for him to hear it. Nagsalubong ang mga kilay nito. "I'm sorry Ma'am but this place is restricted. I need your ID." Tinaasan ko siya ng kilay at walang balak na ipakita ang ID ko. People in this place knew me very well as "MP" or "The Midnight Phantom." Someone who seems to be there but is not real. A ghost.

How could she laugh like that as if she's the most innocent person in the whole world, where in fact, she just killed Don Rafael using her own dirty hands. This will be your end, Morte, so laugh until you're breathless. “The target is coming on your way, Ghost.” I heard Z said, but I just act normal like how I always do, keeping my face straight kahit pa gusto ko nang humagalpak ng tawa sa tuwa, dahil hindi pa man ako kumikilos base sa plano ko ay mukhang siya na talaga ang lumalapit sa kamatayan niya.

Hindi niya kayang sundin ‘yon. Hanggang sa dumating ang araw na bigla na lang siyang na-ghost. --- Walang kahit anong text. Walang tawag. Walang paliwanag. Walang paalam. At doon nabuo ang galit at sakit sa puso ni Moon. Hindi man lang siya binigyan ng kahit kaunting paliwanag. Hindi sila naging totoong mag-jowa, oo. Pero may naramdaman sila. Alam niya 'yon.