Ghostbusters: Afterlife Phoebe Novels & Stories

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

"Like, what if someone could read stuff they couldn't after understanding themselves? It's like a structural frequency lock! You think you're looking at old historical text, but it's actually an administrative blueprint for the sub-layers under the city grid! I've been writing down some theories on my tablet where the textual parameters match the local transit loop anomalies—" "Who are you?" Zara interrupted, her voice dropping into a register that would have terrified a seasoned hitman. Her hand was already sliding beneath the hem of her leather jacket. The girl stopped mid-sentence, blinking hard as she looked at Zara, then at Caelith's hidden neck, and finally at Elias. "Oh. I'm Phoebe. F

Say me well to Luna Victoria eventually she returns” His said, his voice calm. With those few words, Nicholas opened the door and left the room yet Phoebe stood lifeless on the spot. The slamming of the door made her jerk, bringing her back to life. “ W–What just happened?” She snapped, twisting her head. She points her fingers towards the spot where I and Nicholas stood early. “ Did I just see this?” I ignored her and walked towards Father 's bed. I, too, was oblivious to what happened earlier. So, Phoebe and I are likely on the same page.

Now that she had pushed Luna to her death, she was going to be with Adrian. "Luna! Luna!" Phoebe kept screaming. A loud thud was heard below. Phoebe bent and stared down at the bushes near the building. "Luna!" She called out when she couldn't find Luna in sight. ***** "Ouch!" She grunted as he massaged her ankle.

Surprisingly, Phoebe also screamed as blood oozed out from her nose, ear and mouth. “What is happening?” Ron asked but she didn’t stop what she was doing. She continued chanting as blood oozed out from her nose, ear and mouth and she suddenly fell to the floor. Amanda also fell back and went unconscious. Ron moved closer to Phoebe and held her hand to check her. “She is dead”, he said. “What?” Patrick asked. “Dead? How?” Ron shrugged. “No idea. Throw her away. Not that she is in any way useful. Take the girl to her mother’s cell. Tomorrow we move them to The Den.”

Phoebe swatted his hand away. "What do you want?" Phoebe dodged Louis' touches, she said: "I'll leave the base, I should still live with my kind after all. I don't want to hunt vampires or drink human blood." The feeling of killing his people and watching his teammates die because of Vampires made Phoebe constantly haunted for a while. The two sides kept trying to pull her, making her tear up like a piece of paper. After killing her kind, Phoebe also had to watch her teammates celebrate on those corpses. She intended to hide this identity until her death, but Louis found out and frantically tortured her, causing both her body and mind to crumble.

However, his hands kept roaming over my body, as if telling me I was only fit to be the third wheel in their love story. The next second, his phone rang. I watched him rush away, finally able to breathe again. The call was from Abigail, of course. She had called him just because there was a power outage at her home, and she was scared to be alone. It was such a small thing, yet it was enough to summon him immediately. I went to the bathroom and used a washcloth to scrub the places Elijah had kissed, desperately trying to suppress the nausea rising in my chest. When I finally composed myself and unlocked my phone, I saw people all over the country posting pictures of their billboards.

“I haven't heard anything. I didn't even know the girl until Phoebe showed me her picture” "She was my coursemate. I knew her very well” "I wonder who would do this,” Christine said with sadness visible in her eyes. "I heard she was shot,” Phoebe said. "I have heard too many things. I don't even know what's true anymore.“ "Maybe the school is haunted,” the phone said Christine rolled her eyes. “Yes, maybe the mummies are taking revenge on humans for imprisoning them for years" I could hear the sarcasm in her voice as she said that.

‘My grandmother told me that they had a human father but their mothers were supernatural; they had different mothers,’ Phoebe mind linked. For the rest of the time, making their way to the council, they conversed through mind links. “We will wait here; wait for the sun to set again and bring Jeanette here before going back for Karmen,” Queen Zuberi instructed. “Ok, see you soon,” Phoebe said before speeding off, the sun hanging just after midday. “Where have you been?” Prince Mano attacked Phoebe. “Chasing a lead on Prince Deacon’s daughter,” Phoebe lied.

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.