Mistborn Ghostbloods Novels & Stories

Something is wrong. She dashed towards the door and yanked it open. She stepped out and paused. Outside was a mess. Everyone were crying and running at all directions. Blood was splattering everywhere, and fresh bones scattered on the ground. The ground itself was red, full of blood like a river. Everyone were crying yet the cries were inaudible. Tears smeared on their faces but Mira can't hear any single sound. It's like the world felt silent, muting the sound of horror.

Even if one popped out, I wouldn't be scared. As he pushed with all his strength to pry open the stone coffin lid, he kept laughing to himself. Darius had grown up among outlaws and had heard every crazy ghost story in the book According to legend, if you came across a Blood Ghoul—basically a supercharged, undead monster—in an underground crypt, the best way to deal with it was either with a silver spike dipped in holy water or an old ritual. That ritual involved burning myrrh and mimicking a monk's apology tour.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

Once I'm in place he pulls out the chair next to me and takes a seat as I start stacking papers and flipping open the history book. I am all too aware of the shifter next to me. He's so close I can smell him. Mint and honey flood my nose, it's so overwhelming my head pounds in protest. I take my glasses off again sighing as I massage my temples. "Damn migraines." I whisper to myself.

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

Ria lay down on her bed and tried to sleep. The clock showed it was almost dawn but her eyes still couldn't close. She was still awake with the scene replaying in her head. Why was she silent when a man was touching her?! Not only was it the opposite sex, but that man wasn't human either! He's a ghost!. Ria rolled over and hugged her face with a pillow. She couldn't help but blush and blush. Gosh what was that? **

He looked at Mitbahl and said, "Good job." "Thank you, boss! I'm willing to climb mountains and cross seas for you!" Mitbahl instantly transformed into a fangirl, heart-eyes shining. "Boss, I'll go clean your dagger and return it to you!" He hurried to a nearby stream and washed the blood off the knife. As he came back, a mournful wail echoed through the air. It was distant and raspy, like a ghostly figure in a horror movie. Mitbahl's hair stood on end. "R-r-real ghosts?!"

To avenge remaining people, Elena asked the wamapka of Zamician tribe to turn her into a deadly Dark Blood Ghost, Wamaka are the one process on turning a human in to a ghost thought their dark magic and proper method of creating a man made ghost. Mr. Hanzo also told us that the people who died inside were the one who were directly and indirectly responsible for destruction of their town and their son, also he was previously aware of Beth real identity yet her purposely lured her to basement when his wife blood ghost went out of control and started murdering people insolently, however Beth was strong and cleaver, she was well prepared for every possible outcome, also since she was a Geometric

“Milo! Oh my Goddess! Oh MY GODDESS!” Ghost jumps forward, swiping the air to defend us. Someone screams. There’s no one there. It’s just Leni and me and the thick metallic scent of liquid death. Blood? Why is there blood? I’m hallucinating. I grab my head to shake the feeling away. My hands are wet. What the fuck? I yank Ghost back and stumble forward, disoriented from the transition. “MILO! Help me!” Lenora screams.

I launched myself at her and pinned her to the ground. The ghost mother's face twisted in fury. She thrashed around and tried to scratch me again. I retaliated by driving the broken sword into her stomach. The ghost mother let out another pained shriek. Thick, black mist flowed out from her stomach along with the stench of rot. I bit my finger and drew some runes on the sword before stabbing her again. Soleil's corpse stopped moving after the mist cleared. I had to remove the fetus from her body and destroy it.