Novel & Cerita Only A Ghost Could Save Me

Strong arms catch me before I hit the ground. I blink up, my vision swimming, and barely make out Salvatore’s face above me. “Jesus Christ,” he mutters, his voice distant, like it’s coming from underwater. I try to speak. Try to tell him something. But I can’t. Everything fades. The last thing I hear before the darkness takes me is Salvatore’s voice, sharp, urgent— “Get Ghost.” Suddenly there's nothing.

“I am here to take your life.” James’s eyes widened. Every cell in his body went into shock as the cold eyes of the killer met his. “Who are you?” “You don’t need to know. A dead person like you.” “Who the heck are you?” “They call me Ghost,” the figure smiled. “And you’re about to find out why.” “Stop!” James ran, his mother’s face flashing through his mind – he couldn’t leave her to face another loss. “Running only makes it worse,” Ghost called out, footsteps methodically searching the room. “Accept your fate, and I’ll make it quick.”

GINEVRA Ghost’s body had been a place of extreme comfort. I snuggled into him, my body wanting to merge with his. Wondering what it was about the young man that made me weak, a scoff escaped me. I had never shown weakness before any man, I had never opened myself up to anyone in the manner which I had done with Ghost. But with this dazzling young man who had just saved me from my poor excuse of a father, I desired to be protected.

A word echoed in my mind. “Okay.” I let out a long sigh of relief. I felt like a hero who had successfully negotiated a truce. I was probably the first person in history to get a ghost to pay up. From that day on, Nathaniel genuinely started cutting back on using utilities. The TV stopped turning on by itself in the middle of the night. Our dinners were downgraded from a full-course meal to just a couple of simple dishes. Even though the meals were simpler, they still tasted as delicious as ever.

Their hands are almost touching. A shiver ran down my spine. Some ghosts don’t need to haunt you. They just wait until you find them again. And tonight, I had.

Barely conscious. And standing over her was Ghost. Smiling. Gun in hand. "Maya." He spread his arms. "So glad you could make it. Right on time." Maya looked at Riley. At the trap she'd walked into. At her own death staring her in the face. "Let her go." Maya's voice didn't shake. "That was the deal. Me for her." "There is no deal." Ghost raised the gun. "There's just you. Walking to your death. To save someone who doesn't deserve saving."

I could be safe. But the White Wolf... he had saved me. He had taught me. And now he was leading them away to save me again. Why? I heard a gunshot. Then a howl. The White Wolf's howl. My decision broke. I couldn't leave him to die. I splashed into the stream. But I didn't cross. I ran downstream, flanking them. I was going to save the ghost.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

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.

she went back to the gap looked at the stars as she talked to herself. she wished her life was perfect like what the neighbors thought of it. she went down on her knees and pleaded before going to bed. Baraka, the boy living subsequent house to mercy, was at the dining table by himself, his parents were out on a business trip as usual. after he’s done with his meal, he went to bed, took his phone and called mercy to say goodnight. ‘‘I can bill the gloom in your speech even from the phone, so what’s going on with you?’’ baraka commanded