Jagged Ghost Blade Novels & Stories

“Because that’s what he deserves. To be unmade piece by piece.” Blade’s knife twitched in his hand. “I can end this right now.” Cruz shot him a look. “No. Not yet.” “Not yet?” Blade snapped. “How long are we supposed to wait? Until he kills all of us?” Cruz’s chest heaved. “We’ll find another way.” “There is no other way,” Ghost cut in, his voice sharp. “There’s only mine.” “And what’s that?” Cruz growled. Ghost’s mask tilted, eyes gleaming behind the shadowed glass. “A bargain. Another one.”

" Kaine answered. "And who's your so-called contractor?" "Ask your dear friend. He already knows. Don't you, Jasper. Or has your father not told you... Nah... Seeing how wasted you are, you do know." Lowering his gaze, Jasper said nothing, his expression growing more and more pained the longer his silence stretched on. "I am a man of second chances," Axe's voice echoed with a deadly calmness, his grip on the blade tightening, "But show your face in front of me again, and I will make sure I push this blade further until it pops out on the other side of your backbone."

We didn't even inform our parents. Instead, we had a simple ceremony in our rented apartment. I wore a wedding gown and married the love of my life. However, he didn't pull out a ring from amidst the bouquet—he pulled out a sharp fruit knife. The blade slashed against my skin, making my blood flow. I heard him repeating, "Why is life so unfair to me? Why?" This was my wedding night, which I'd dreamed of countless times since childhood. I spent two hours of it lying in a pool of blood as Liam stabbed me over 160 times. Each stab avoided my critical organs.

His face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with terror and regret. Without hesitation, he shoved Jennifer aside and bolted toward the door. Jennifer gasped, nearly losing her balance. She wanted to ask what was happening, but before she could, Patrick had already sprinted out of the dining hall. Confusion and unease swirled in her heart as she hurried after him— Only to be met with a scene that shook her to the core. Patrick’s steps were frantic and unsteady as he staggered toward his daughter. He ripped off his jacket and wrapped it tightly around her small, motionless body which lay in a pool of blood. His tears streamed down, falling onto his daughter’s bloodstained face.

Kaylus was nearly deflating. "Gather yourself Hanji, you can do this." Heaving a deep sigh, he focused and called upon his depleted force. Holding reign of his nearly asleep powers, he convoked his guarding spirit and called it's presence. A gust of wind started to form infront of him as his eyes fluttered open to see The Raven slowly materializing in the air. Normally, it would only take him a snap of his fingers in summoning his spirit guardian, but because of what happened, his energy levels are so low that it's almost a miracle to have him able to call The Raven.

He said while moving towards me , i started moving backwards because i didn't want him to get too close to me. "What do you want from me ?" I asked. "Wow nice question, i just want to replace you" he said and then he disappeared, i looked around but i didn't see him, i remembered that Mr Franklin said he was a ghost. "But why me?" I asked, although he was not visible but i knew he was around. "Because i am you" he said and appeared in my back. "I swear to God i will shut you off" i said in anger. "Are you crazy , you can't kill a ghost boy!" He yelled and laughed.

The court moved quickly, clearing space in the center of the chamber. The duel circle formed beneath the towering pillars of bone and stone. Adrian stepped into the open space. Across from him, Kharvek unsheathed a massive curved blade. “Try not to die too quickly,” the demon mocked. Adrian said nothing. The duel began. Kharvek attacked first. The demon moved with surprising speed for his size, his blade crashing down with enough force to crack the stone floor. Adrian twisted aside. Steel shrieked against steel as he raised his sword to deflect the next strike.

The blade slashed on the giant ax, and numerous dazzling sparks flashed out instantly, which made Solana appear as if she was trapped in a giant fireball. Every afterimage that was slashed by the ax would be instantly annihilated and disappear. When those shadows disappeared, they would scream and wail like a ghost. Hence, Solana seemed as if she fell into a hell full of violent ghosts. More accurately, it was a purgatory burning in flames! The wind continued to howl nonstop. If an ordinary person were in that place, they would lose their will to live and enter into madness. "You're done!" Pablo mocked. His Seventh Brilliant Ghostly Chop was a high-rank Earth Grade martial skill, and it had