Novel & Cerita Ghost X Jade

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.

Jade dragged on, "you left the class and I was just hoping to see if you were alright" Was the world coming to an end or what exactly is going on, "you came to check if I was okay?" Austin let out, surprised. Austin shook his head, confused. "How did you even know I was going to be here?" "It's me Jade, I know everything" "I'm serious" Austin shot back, sternly.

~LEVENA~ ‘You can’t just up and leave Jade. You need to calm down and think this through.’ I tried to reason with her as she started peeling off the shirt. ‘There’s nothing to think through, Lev. I thought I blocked you out already.’ ‘You can block me out when you barely have any control over yourself. Leaving is a bad idea if there’s any chance that our pup is still out there.' ‘He is fucking dead. He's gone.’ Jade yelled, cutting me off. I stayed quiet, watching as another sob wracked through her body. ‘Stop trying to make me have hope, Lev; he is gone,’ she whispered in between sobs.

Looking at Adler’s stern gaze and the murderous intent in them, my stomach churned up and my palms around the chains turned icy cold. I wanted to say; ‘No. They are not real.’ But mouth could not just bother to move an inch. Because I saw it. I saw that werewolves are real right in front of my eyes. And they are living closer with me. “During the last call I had with Jasmine, she told about WayHoRix. Then, she said werewolves.” My hands subconsciously trembled above my lap. If Jasmine did say those words before she went missing, did werewolves really kill her and took her away?

She'd been right about Paoli. He was an honest-to-God blood sucking vampire. Not really alive, but not dead. He was undead. There was no telling how many innocent people he'd killed. Well, she wasn’t about to be added to his numbers. She jerked the gaudy silver cross from her pocket and shoved it against his forehead.

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

Then, without a second thought, he joined her in the water, slashing at his own wrist. As the blood mixed with the water, Grayson's vision blurred. In his final moments, he saw me—there, standing at the edge of the bathtub. His face lit up with a wild, desperate joy as he tried to stagger toward me, calling my name. "Honey," he cried, his voice full of longing. I stared at him, my eyes cold and distant, a disgust so sharp it cut through everything. "I'm not your honey," I said. "Not in this life, not in the next, not in any life to come. Not ever."

When I turned back around, I noticed a new note pinned to the table. It was the same familiar handwriting, but the strokes seemed to carry a hint of chill this time. "Squanderer." I froze, then started laughing out loud. So this ghost couldn't just cook—she was also a thrifty, budget-conscious woman. I liked that. I immediately grabbed a pen and wrote back, "Sorry, Ivy. I was just joking. From now on, let's stick to regular dishes. I won't bring up such ridiculous things anymore." I made sure to apologize sincerely.

"It’s not about the money, Seraphina. It’s about the leverage. But you're right. If we land the Ghost, the Syndicate is untouchable. I’m lucky you were the one to make the connection. Xender never could have handled a negotiation this high-level." "I just want to see you succeed, Tristan. Once the Ghost signs on, everyone in the Nightfall Territory will know that I’m the one who truly supports your ambition. Not some disgraced Stormriven soldier." "The meeting is set for seven. Keep the doors to the private lounge open. I want to see Raze Hollow the second he steps into the hall." "Tristan... look at the corridor. Who is that?" "Is that... Xender?" "It can't be. Xender doesn't dress like tha

Two years have passed since Greyson assembled his forces, waiting for the right time to strike. Jade Gold was the youngest daughter of the Imperial Advisor, Unique Gold. The position of advisor was passed down from generation to generation until it reached her father who had no male successor. Jade, one day, like her father and grandfather, would inherit the position and serve King Greyson. Word also had it that a strange phenomenon had happened when Jade was only ten years old. She had fallen into the river and almost drowned. But following her near-death experience, she transformed into a completely different person. The shy and introverted Jade had turned into the bold and optimistic Jade