Ghost X Roach Mga Nobela at Kwento

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

I let my wolf know because the Gray wolf looked like he was tired and barely holding on With a few more hits and growling, Ghost had the gray wolf under his paw, not wasting time he bit down hard and deep on the wolf's neck before ripping his throat off. Pulling off him, Ghost gave me control standing there. We watched as the gray wolf took his last breath.

I sucked my breath and rolled my eyes. "Spill your guts." "Vow of silence?" "Pixie Promise!" Roxy cut her eyes at me. "I passed out in the woods and when I woke up, a really freaky man was standing over top of me. But the thing is, is I don't know if it was real or if it was a dream." "He didn't touch you, did he?" "Not that I know of, but Rox he had blood-red eyes." Roxy's eyes doubled in size.

He yelled out a spell, while cursing the woman who was right behind him, Jenny. "You traitor! You brought me here to be killed..? You'll forever regret this you bitch! What an ass hole you are, traitor! I'll deal mercilessly with you, I promise you swine!" There was a look of a scared beast on his face. The shadow moved closer, and when the final moment struck, the shadow's mouth opened up in fury. Malison turned again to Jenny as he met her gaze. The shadow became a hungry monster, showing its fist, ready for action. Malison's vampire charged up, and released the first strike, but the shadow dogged and blocked the swing. The impact of the fist was heavy. He gripped his sword and came at Mal

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.

"Another team. However, things are not going well actually. It's a long story. I'll explain you later." "Sure!" Tilting his head around, he then opened the window, and soon his face was exposed. A subtle surprised expression came upon Ava's face when she discovered Felix's face. She could see him sitting in the front of Alex. He's the guy who became the 7th member of the Ghost Busters recently. How can she forget that? Their team had all the informations. She knew Ghost Busters have hired a new member. And, it was easy to guess that this new face might be the new member they hired.

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

It was as if he didn’t know they were there, or didn’t care. When they reached the hitching post in front of the mess house, Roy hopped off his horse with his hand extended. “It’s good you’re back,” Adam said as he shook Roy’s hand. Roy gave Jackson a curious look. “Ya seem a little green. Are ya feelin’ okay?” Mike took the reins of Roy’s horse. “He’s just realized that this place is haunted.” Roy raised a brow as he looked from one person to the next. “Good thing I brought the medicine man with me.”

I shifted my gaze to the rest of the prisoners. Some guys were laughing, trading jokes. Some lifting. Some watching. But I saw it—the subtle shift—when my gaze circled on Jordan. Again. It started when Roach approached. Roach’s height never matches the troubles he exudes. He's short, so twitchy, always scratching something, always sweating like he owed his pores money. People called him Roach not just because of his hygiene but because like a cockroach, when stomped upon, never completely dies. He might lie on his back and play dead. He bounces back when he feels no one was watching. He’d been jumped, stabbed once, caught with stolen meds—and still came back like a damn zombie.

With that in check, I inhaled a deep breath and relaxed on my sofa, but a beep on my phone interrupted the golden silence. It was a message from Dr. White which read “The roaches are watching". It was coded language which meant that another gang was planning to intercept our operation. Dr white’s source never failed and he always delivered the right message, so I took this information very seriously. “Who are the roaches?" I texted back, my eyes glued to the screen, awaiting the answer that might reveal the vermin that dared threaten our operation.