Ikora Ghost Mga Nobela at Kwento

I can feel the sensation of worms on my skin getting more intense, nothing I can't bear. "Soren, you finally decided to pay me a visit." Ishtar teased me. I gave a low chuckle and got serious. "Did Ghost really drain himself to create some neutral energy?" I asked the wizard. "Yes, I'm impressed with him. At no point did Ghost want to be anything other than helpful." Ishtar spoke and walked over to one of the shelves and picked up a crystal vial, inside which was a bluish liquid mixed with silver dots as if it were trapped in the moonlight.

Our souls are where our good and bad intentions lie. “You don't want that sweetheart that’s for the humans. If you want to feel like you're up in the air surrounded by purple skies, then you want Sparkle.” Ghost looks over his table, and when his eyes land on shimmering pink dust. “You snort it like cocaine. Have you done that before, sweetheart?” “No, but you can show me.” She rubs his thigh again as she leans a little more into him, allowing her breasts to touch him lightly.

The ghost didn't die; it just flickered, its wound knitting back together instantly. "You can't kill them with steel!" Aradaa yelled. He scrambled toward the Ark’s main console, the one he had thought was dead. "I need to resonance-sync! Kaelor, buy me time!" "Working on it!" Kaelor shouted. He caught another ghost’s arm, his muscles bulging as he wrestled the shimmering entity. He slammed his forehead into the ghost’s face, a brutal, human strike that sent a jolt of static through his own skull.

Hawke and Xander Hawke together said, “So what , we have not done anything to you so why have you brought us here.” Ghost snapped, “You think you can fool us? How dare you and your son threaten my father! Have you forgotten that Mr. Thornfield has a daughter? Her name is Elara Thornfield.” Mr. Hawke stammered, “What… what are you saying?” Ghost smirked. “Yes, you guessed right. I am Elara Thornfield. I am also a Ghost. And anyone who learns this secret has no right to live in this world.”

Ziva tittered. On the ride to Mercury, Caius went over the security detail. There would be men stationed outside of the building, hiding in the shadows. Ghost, whose ability not only made him invisible but also incorporeal, would follow us inside. There were men planted within the club, given aliases so that they blended in with the other patrons. Even the cameras had been hacked by Damon, who was a bit of a tech genius. “Now I see why you call him Ghost.” Alpha Caius glanced up from his phone, half his face illuminated by the light pouring from the screen. “That isn’t why we call him ghost.”

"Mira's is in Costa Rica. Margaret's is in a safety deposit box in Zurich. And Isabella's—" "Where?" Ghost tossed something down. A key. Small. Brass. It clattered on the concrete floor at my feet. "New Orleans," Ghost said. "St. Louis Cathedral. Behind the statue of the Virgin Mary. Your mother was raised Catholic. She never stopped believing, even after everything she did." "Why are you helping us?" "I'm not helping you. I'm helping myself." Ghost turned away. "Mira owes me money. A lot of money. She's been hiding for twenty years to avoid paying. I want my payment."

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

Adam passed him a bag of ice which he held to his head while he managed to stand up. “Are you okay?” Adam asked. “Yea, I will be.” Ichabod replied in his normal voice before sitting down. “Odin told me what happened, Denis was the lady? Is that true?” Ichabod nodded. It was stupid but there was no way he could explain that to him. He couldn’t even understand. “How is that possible?” “I don’t know Adams, I don’t think Odin knows either.” “Odin mentioned reincarnation, so it’s possible. “

said the woman and Kiara felt a sense of security . She grabbed her hand without thinking twice and looked at her . " What are you ?!....Are you a ghost or something ?! " asked Kiara confused . ' Whatever you are....I feel like following what you say without considering any possibility that you may kill me or not.......as long as you take me out of this place...of these memories... ' thought Kiara and another tear fell from her eyes .

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her