Mistborn Ghostbloods Novels & Stories

Ghost emperors were even stronger than ghost kings. When Dorothy Assex saw Yukita and other Blood Cult disciples running across the blood river to their boat, she directly fired a row of spiritual arrows at them. They were forced to scatter and run away. In this moment of delay, three more of them were captured by the ghost emperor; their blood and flesh were sucked dry. “Argh!!!” “B*stards. You bunch of b*stards!” “You’ll all die a horrible death!” The Blood Cult’s people were furious while they cursed out loudly.

He muttered and smiled a sad one before walking out of the room; then, I went close to my body to look at it intently. "I felt his touch. I felt my father's hand holding mine!" I let out when I noticed the four ghosts who just passed through the wall on my right. They must have seen my father walking into my room. One of my new ghost friends is Ericka, who got here three weeks ago because of a motorbike accident, and Lucinda, a middle-aged woman who got a heart attack a month ago. "Really?" Clinton asked in surprise and examined my physical body closely, and Dylan tried to touch my left barefoot.

" She asked. "Yes, almost the entire Black Mist area is inhabited by vampires." "I thought all vampires just lived in castles. Why didn't you ever take me out?" She said. "Next time I'll take you." He answered. "Promise?" I want certainty. "I promise." He smiled. "Let's go back to the castle."He added. Everett directed Pendragon to fly to the balcony of my room. He carried me and jumped on the balcony, he dropped me off, and he rode Pendragon.

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

Christopher and Zyter exchanged a fierce glance, their determination unshakeable. Suddenly, the tranquility shattered as the Blood Ghosts emerged from the darkness. They materialized before the hunters, their red eyes glowing with malice. The sight sent shivers down Christopher's spine, but he steadied himself, gripping his sword tightly. The Ghosts were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless.

Adrian answered with that serious tone of voice right there. "We will see later." Cameron muttered with that sly smile there. But a second later, the sly smile on his face began to disappear, and turned into a confused and scornful look at the same time. “Well, looks like you forgot someone in your squad, bro. Where is the pure blooded vampire hunter? Will she not witness the death of her fate and her soulmate on my both of hands?” Cameron asked in that mocking tone of his voice.

before the monster could continue to finish his words, his eyes started to fall off as he felt his body turning into ash. Booshhh..... Green blood splattered everywhere but it didnt even touch a single hem of Gabriel shirt as he hid his palm once again and resumed walking, not caring about the phone that fall off and screen now shattered. Wind scratches his cheek as the green blood of the monster he had mercilessly touched at his back is starting to fade away and turned into ash, cleaning the once messy road as it got carried away by the wind. The system that played dead earlier when green blood splattered finally did his duty as he beep and announce loudly inside its Host head.

************************************************** The walk back through the tunnels was silent, the weight of what she’d seen sinking into her bones like cold rain. Inside the manor, the world resumed its normal rhythm as if nothing had changed. A fire crackled in the hearth. Distant footsteps echoed across marble. Life went on inside these walls, while the dead lay forgotten beneath them. Bianca waited near the grand staircase, arms crossed, posture sharp. “You’re late,” she said coolly to Rosy. Rosy blinked, still dazed. “Pardon?” Bianca held out a red envelope. “This was found in on bed and I knew you couldn't possibly had left it there. . No one saw who did. ”

Madam Bones shouted, planting her feet firmly and launching a palm strike toward Sebastian, accompanied by a terrifying black mist. This palm strike was laden with corpse poison, and one hit would be fatal. However, Sebastian gave her no chance. As soon as she struck, he thrust the sword forward, piercing Ghost Shadow's chest. With a swift kick to the hilt, the sword drove through his chest, and blood sprayed out. Ghost Shadow screamed, and his body flung backward to the floor. Clutching his chest in agony, he knew the poison on his sword well. It would swiftly destroy his internal organs and vital points.

He walked to his desk, picking up a small, crystal vial filled with shimmering silver dust the ashes of a Lunar Rite. “Three months ago,”Giovanni began, his voice low and hollow, “on the night of the Blood Moon, my pack was attacked. Not by rogues, but by ghosts. Assassins who used dampening magic I haven't seen in a millennia.” Anya’s blood turned to ice. She remembered that night. It was the night she had collapsed in the Blackridge Council hall. The night her wolf had died.