Ghosts Of Reach Novels & Stories

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.

“They can sense a non ghost, though. That’s why we must be careful. Even if they can’t see you, they can find you.” “And the others too.” I groaned. “And we have no idea where they are.” “We will find them, Zelda, don’t worry.” Penn assured me. “Gwenna, Agaras, may I ask...is this all there is in the afterlife? Is there a Twilight Nexus or Ravaged Hollow?” “Of course there is!” Gwenna exclaimed. “This is merely a bridge to those worlds. That’s why many ghosts move with urgency.” “Well you guys died decades ago why aren’t you already there?” I asked.

"Look for... for anything that isn't grey." They moved through the ghost village like sleepwalkers, Finn reached out to touch a fence post, and his fingers passed through the grey smudge as if through smoke. He yelped and pulled his hand back. "It's not even real!" "It was," the Remnant stated. "And it can be again, if the story is strong enough."

Alara reached for my hand — not to steady me, but to stand with me. Beyond the wards, the forest watched. Old ghosts never stayed buried. And now, they were marching towards us.

The echoes the Crone guarded. They made no sound. They rose from the water and walked toward the shore, passing through the Hounds’ line as if the soldiers were made of smoke. A Hound fired a dart straight through a ghost’s chest. Nothing happened. The ghost stopped in front of the man, reached out a glowing hand, and touched his forehead. The Hound screamed. He dropped his rifle and clawed at his head. He fell to his knees as images of ancient battles, dragon fire, and dying wolves filled his mind.

Ghost simply got the job done. My jaw tightened. “The timing…” Nico nodded his head before I even finished the sentence. “That’s exactly what caught my attention.” Ghost had disappeared for nearly two weeks. During that same time, my security firm detected an attempted breach that nearly got through. Then Ghost vanished. Now Ghost was back. Ash growled. “That isn’t a coincidence.” No… It wasn’t. Nico leaned closer to the keyboard, his fingers moving quickly across the keys. “I might be wrong,” he said, “but if I had to bet…” He pointed toward the monitor. “I’d say Ghost took the contract job.”

“Because if it fails…” “Everyone loses,” Puc finished. He turned back to his team. “Final sweep.” The ghosts moved faster now, diving into Veil-lanes, skimming the edges of reality, testing every approach vector. One ghost paused, head tilting. “Something’s wrong,” it said. Althea’s eyes snapped open. “What kind of wrong?” “Not hostile,” the ghost replied. “Just… crowded.” Puc frowned. “Explain.” “Veil traffic,” the ghost said. “Farther out. Small groups. Seven at a time.”

" I remembered staring down the dog I have never seen standing in front of your apartment. I remembered that I love lying down on this couch. I remembered the direction of your room even though I am not sure I have been there. I am sure that if I think deeper I will remember how your foodstuffs in your cabinets are arranged, I don't even know how I know that you have cabinets. You have to tell me why I know these things before I go insane. " Maisie sat close to Zach. " if I do tell you about it, you would think that I am crazy. " Zach froze at that. " that is my nickname for you isn't it. " Zach asked as Maisie released another gasp in shock. " It was. " Maisie said softly. " before you left

Now a once-whole blue planet floated with just particles of itself as it drifted across this dark, lifeless plain. In a different plane lied a primordial creature of the night finding solace in the eternal night that plagued his castle, the whistle and Chimes of fate had stirred his old blood awake. He knew that times were finally changing, and it seemed he had to get back to the game. "I wonder how Netherndel is faring, it's time I get back" his deep red eyes shone with a dangerous glint as he looked across the darkness, his eyes seemed to bypass the veil between planes for his gaze had a godly presence that came with it.