Novel & Cerita Look Into My Eyes Ghost Rider

My eyes went wide as my driver’s blood splattered all over my face. And with speed, I leaned sideways, my right hand shooting forward to grab the steering wheel as hard as I could whilst my left hand held up my gun. I became a mess, stuck between keeping my eyes on the road, and keeping my eyes on the masked shooter pointing his gun at me. His helmet had completely shielded his face, but at the moment when his eyes moved, the blueness of the orbs pulled me into a trance. ‘Don’t do anything stupid.’ Ghost’s words repeated in my head.

Then I get out of the car and stand there until Rex's car disappears from sight. I was about to enter the building area, but I changed my mind when I felt a shiver down my spine, as if someone was watching me. I sweep my surroundings and stop right at the parking area, where a line of cool motorcycles is parked – the kind often used by motorcycle gangs in movies I've watched. My gaze fixates on a guy with ash-gray eyes who's staring at me intensely. I look around, hoping that his gaze is directed at someone else, but I'm wrong; he's indeed looking at me. What does that gaze mean? Is he still holding a grudge against me? I decide to ignore it and continue walking inside.

My purple eyes locked with her widened one as I looked down at her and she looked up at me. Then I declared, “It’s time to face your ghosts, Jaedelinne of Helios.”

“Not in this life but maybe in the next.” Tears stream down my face as I stare down at him. I blink the tears away as they start to blur my vision. I want to see him, I want to look into his eyes before the light disappears. I want to be here for him. His eyelids droop and I cry as a ghost of his cocky smirk pulls at the corner of his lips.

I open my eyes, and bring out the Eye of the Reaper, which represents the watchful gaze of Death, symbolizing my ability to see and interact with the realm of the deceased, but nothing happens again. I stifle my frustration, but a scream breaks from me as I chant

His head lolled, eyes glassy and unfocused, but he kept chanting, 'ghost, ghost, ghost,' like a fucking mantra from hell. Even when I slammed him back against the cold metal wall, the impact rattling the shelves nearby, he didn’t stop chanting. “Who is Ghost?” I snarled. “Look at me and tell me who the hell Ghost is.” His head lolled again, and his mouth kept moving, his voice hoarse and cracking. Spit drooled from his mouth to his chin, and his pupils were wide, staring through me. “Ghost… ghost… ghost…” My patience snapped. My hybrid senses were still buzzing from the Veil trace, and I couldn't wait for answers the usual way. Pressing my palm flat against his forehead, I pushed in, seeking

"I just... I hate what it's for." Dr. Rose paused. She looked up from my arm and her gaze caught mine. Up close, I saw her eyes clearly for the first time. They were light grey, framed by thick, dark lashes. My heart skipped a few beats. It was Ryan’s gaze. The shape, the intensity, the way the dark irises seemed to absorb the light rather than reflect it. It was the exact same look that had pinned me to the wall of the Reaper's clubhouse, the exact same eyes that had burned with fire when he promised to burn the city down for me.

Matteo stood by the door, one hand resting smoothly on his gun. I stayed seated, eyes fixed keenly on Ghost. Waiting. Watching. Every minute seemed to drag endlessly and slowly. Painful slow. Ghost’s fingers suddenly stopped and his back straightened and then he scratched his unkempt beards. He leaned in near the screen, lowering his glasses and peering at the screen like he was born blind. " What's it?" Matteo asked. Ghost did not answer at first. He squinted at the screen again and leaned back with a low whoosh and pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose .

"Maybe we need to put in ice or something." "I’m okay, it’s healing. Hunter was just being stubborn and gawking at you instead of healing me completely." "Hunter! Is he your wolf?" Her eyes suddenly brightened up as she continued to gaze up at me and slowly lowered my hand. I nodded and let my eyes swirl into full black, letting Hunter show his eyes to our mate. Nadia’s mouth opened and went into an ‘o’ shape, making my dick come to life in an instant. She was gasping in excitement as her eyes swirled and changed color to a dark shade of gray, giving us a view of her wolf’s eyes.

My Guards assure me he's still there, which means at least that he's not escaping. I can't shake the uneasy feeling though. It's completely drained me. “I'm going to see a Gaze Reader,” I mutter of a spoon of cereal. Gaze Readers are magical beings from the Devotion Pack. They have the ability to look into your eyes and see what you have seen, and what you will. I need to know if what I've been seeing is real, or just a fabrication in my mind. “I suppose that's an option,” Cal mused, giving me an immediate feeling that he's not fully opposed to the idea, however, seems speculative.