King Leopold's Ghost Novels & Stories

replied Gerald with a laugh. “A death wish? Be my guest!” roared Leopold as his finger moved to pull the trigger. However, the next thing he knew, a clang of metal echoed throughout the cave. It took Leopold a second to realize that the gun was no longer in his hand, and it was at that moment when he knew he had f*cked up. As cold sweat began trickling down Leopold’s forehead, everyone—including Whistler and his men—was so stunned that they didn’t even dare to breathe.

In less than five seconds, the paper charm turned into a ball of fire and disappeared in an instant. When Leopold saw the ancient paper charm turn into ashes floating in the air, he turned pale with fear. "H-How could this be? That was a relic from our founder!" He was utterly confused. How could he subdue a revenant that couldn't be suppressed even with his founder's relic? "Run, hurry!" Leopold turned and shouted at them. Despite his command, he picked up his mahogany sword. His snow-white beard was stained with blood, but he refused to take even a single step backward.

How would I have even found one? Still, if I’d been able to record any of this, then I’d have the proof I needed to convict them. I imagined the look on Emilia’s face if she were to find out what her dear brother did with Nicasa. That she was bearing his child. Leopold’s voice took on a soft, comforting shift. “Now, now. Let’s calm down. I’m only saying that it’s difficult to believe kronos could be so careless. He’s a dangerous man, and thorough in his work. That’s how he defeated all his rivals and took the throne years ago. Me, included.”

The crabs squeaked in pain, and the rest murmured angrily at Delton's rudeness. "What madness is this? Stop hurting my son!" Chief Pischer yelled at Delton. Delton glanced and smirked. "Are you sure this is your son?" He let go of Pischero, and the crab turned into ash. Then, a black vapour moved out of his body, swirling in the air. The rest of the crabs gasped and distanced themselves from the black vapour. "How do you explain this to me?" Delton asked Chief Pischer, who was flabbergasted.

Two of our guards stood inside the gate, their faces impassive. "The Don doesn't talk to ghosts," one of them said, rapping the butt of his shotgun against the iron bars. "Piss off, bum." Leo crawled forward, his hand reaching through the bars, trying to touch the familiar family crest. The other guard brought his steel-toed boot down hard on his fingers. "Agh!" Leo recoiled, cradling his crushed hand in the snow. On another monitor, a black Rolls-Royce Ghost purred to a stop at the side entrance.

Ivan hesitated, clearly terrified to speak the name. “She’s made contact with him. The Ghost.” The temperature in the room dropped instantly. I looked between them, confused. “Who is the Ghost?” Nikolai’s face had gone deathly white. He slowly sat down, rubbing his face with both hands. “The Ghost,” he said quietly, “is a legend. A shadow. No one knows his real name. He doesn’t run a family — he destroys them. He’s the one who orchestrates silent coups. The one who makes entire bloodlines disappear overnight. Even my father was afraid of him.”

“Right now you're still thinking about him. Even if it's just to compare. Even if it's just to realize he never made you feel like this." I couldn't deny it, couldn’t lie. Luca's name had been there, hovering at the edges, a ghost I'd carried for six years that wouldn't be exorcised in one night. "When you're ready, when he's truly gone—" Kade's hand found mine. “I'm going to take you apart so thoroughly you'll forget the basic words. I'm going to make you scream my name until your throat bleeds. I'm going to fuck you until the only memory left in your body is the shape of my cock."

"With everything that happened. Starting with me trying to go back to Boston, then realising I'm a ghost. I went back there and jumped into that empty grave, Trying to kill myself" "Wait wait wait." Austin interrupted her, smiling. "You knew you were a Ghost, and you tried to kill yourself " he raised his hands in apology, as he couldn't control his laughter. He saw she wasn't having any of it, and stopped laughing, but the smile on his face couldn't fade away.

“No, thank you, son–– I and my council are off to our duties.” “None the matter–– I reckon, sir?” asked Mack to the two new joiners standing across him and Ben. “I reckon nothing serious the matter, Mack–– however we've been keeping a night's watch,” said Leopoldo–– the craggy hill's old town head of twenty years. “I've been told by one of my councils a ghost has been roaming around lately–– no report of robbery as far as I know from anyone–– from any of you right now I reckon.”

He wanted to take that ghost stone to become more powerful that’s why he sent his werewolf's subordinates to kill and took the ghost stone from them. He didn’t know that all his subordinates were killed and wiped out. He was uncomfortable because until now his subordinates still have not arrived. It’s been more than 2 hours since they contacted them but now their signal is gone. Alpha Julze had a suspicion that there was something wrong happened to his subordinates. He used his sensory power to find them. But he sensed something tremendous power. He sensed Alex's power. “impossible what kind of power is this?” His heart beats so fast, his suspicion is right that the tremendous power he sense