Ghostemane Ghost Tattoo Novels & Stories

I desperately tried to pull Nina away, pleading, "Mommy is already dead. You don’t have to do this for me. I will be heartbroken. Go home! Please, just go home!" Nina lowered her head, thinking for a long time. Through the crack in the gate, she saw the lively birthday party inside. Finally, she asked firmly, "You promise?" Jennifer hesitated, then smiled smugly. "Of course, I always keep my word." She called the beggar over and handed him her bracelet, asking only that he stand still. Nina bit her lip, straightened her little princess dress, and trembled as she slowly crawled under the man’s legs.

He stretched his hand for a handshake, and I took it. He has a firm grip, but his hands are cold, so fucking cold, just like Echo’s touch. “I am sorry to ask but are you a…” “Ghost? Absolutely.” He answered before I could even complete my questions, that explains why they can both see each other but does this mean that I can see all ghosts because I initially thought that I could only see Echo. “We met yesterday when she was sad and alone and we have been friends since then.” I feel terrible that I put her in that position, but I am glad she’s okay and she’s back. Adrian though, he is different. He is actually cooking, touching and holding things, how is that even possible.

And that did the job, he snatched away the fake ID from me and walked away angrily. I noticed the tattooed man staring at me now while sipping his drink slowly, fuck! He’s so hot. He looked so manly in a suit which suggests that he is either a businessman or a body guard to some rich men. But on a second thought, body guards don’t wear such expensive accessories all over him. I can recognize his ring form here.

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

I laid there, spread out and breathing so hard as I looked at the man standing between my legs. My nipples were on display, for him to watch to satisfaction. There was no other expression on his face except the lust and desire for me. What if he turns to his demon form and destroys me? And he couldn't control it? Thinking about that, his gaze became dangerous to me. Greyson started taking off his clothes. His jacket left his body revealing his full form. Wow! There's a tattoo of fish on his right biceps, which I was just noticing. Why would a demon have a fish tattoo? Weird.

She had none left for this man. Grant nodded at the man. "Mel, this is Ghost." "Ghost? As in...?" "As in the only person who can probably help your new friend here." Ghost looked past her at Ethan. "You're about to become the black market's most wanted. You can either face that on your own, and good luck to the idiots who come after you. Or you can come with me. Know that I don't trust you. You might have played well with Rambo Barbie here, but I can tell you're barely human anymore."

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

[Feral Ghost- Elite rank] Level 21 EXP-4000/12000 HP- ??? CON-??? ATK-390 STR-130 DEF-55 DEX-11 Speed-58 AGI-58 Mana-150 INT-30 [Skills- Perception(Unique) Stealth(Disaster) Dark Vision(R) Demise(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Shadow Blades(Elite)] Ten minutes later, I find myself standing in a vast cavern. There are even more tunnels leading elsewhere. The area is so large that a few hundred people should be able to commute here in no time.

Ghost added. “I have a few things to wrap up and will be there by six.” “Thank you, sir.” Everyone stood but me. “Esmerelda.” I felt his love and acceptance. “I’m proud of you and thankful we got to meet. I will do anything I can for you.” “How did you know I killed a man?” “Your aura has a black stripe. I can see it clearly. Others may not.” “Okay.” Tears dripped as we said our goodbyes. Ghost had to carry me out. Not that he seemed to mind. His emotions mirrored mine.

Blood covered the walls the night my best friend, Cody Colfax, was murdered. His body twisted and twitched before my eyes, like a fish out of water splashing around on a boardwalk without anyone to put him back. The possession of his body from the unknown source, the scientists call 'The Ghost,' has haunted the bystanders for weeks now. When we found him, his body was half-naked and covered in ashes. The hairs on his arms were fried by the electrical chords wrapped around his arms. The tattoos on his body were symbolic, otherworldly. The Ghost left them there to make their presence known.