Phantasm The Tall Man Novels & Stories

“Who are you?“ The tall man didn't respond and simply drew out a phone from his hands and extended it forward for him to take. I looked at him suspiciously and moved my puffy eyes downwards to stare at the phone. I hesitated to hold the phone and I froze thinking if it was those same people who called me up at home and made me believe Mason was in danger. “...Take it away,“ I gulped and moved back. And it was then the tall man spoke and his accent seemed like he was a local. “It's for you and it's important you listen to the caller.“ I swallowed hard and I got alert with my eyes running past him to stare at the door. Mason was gone for more than an hour and he had instructed guards to stand

The tallest man grabbed the picture from the others, staring at it like he'd seen a ghost. “What…? Lena?” he muttered, blinking fast. “Yes,” I replied, a bit confused now. “That’s her. You know her?” He didn’t answer right away. “Jax, are you seeing this?” “This is Lena..” The man took another look at the photo. His brows pulled tight. “Let’s not conclude yet but there is a striking resemblance.…” Wait here,” the tall man said sharply, then took off without another word, still holding the picture in his hand.

he said through gritt teeth, glaring down at me as he's way taller than me. He's 6ft3 I guess, compared to my 5ft2, I'm a shorty. Nora just laughed and waved him off with one hand, as if what he just reported is not a big deal. "Just shut it Andre" Nora said. The man, whom I know just now as Andre, opened his mouth to argue, but Nora sent him a harsh glare, that shut whatever he wanted to say. Andre scoffed sent a glare four times harsher than his mother's to me. I couldn't withstand it so I averted my gaze from him.

The tall man roared and charged toward Caspian. Seeing the tall man's fury, people around took a few steps back. Caspian remained calm. Just as the tall man was about to reach him, he delivered a kick! The next moment, the burly figure of the tall man rolled over more than ten meters on the ground before coming to a stop. Another wail escaped the tall man's mouth as blood once again gushed from his throat. Despite being a special forces soldier from Tigra, his strength couldn't match up to Caspian.

According to the entry I had read from our library, the Laveau was one of the highest henchmen of the Phantom Pack before the War of the Triad along with the Voss, a family of vampires. I stepped up on the porch of the house and stared at the red double door ahead of me. This time, I was able to knock twice without being dragged in. After a few seconds, the door opened and it revealed a middle-aged man who was wearing a black butler suit. He had brushed-up dark hair and defined jaw, bright blue eyes, and a dark complexion. He looked like one of those strict staff of a mansion who has an ability to see even a tiny speck of dust. "The priestess is expecting you. Follow me," he said with his de

"This old gentleman is from Yutaria. Half of the mystic martial arts community will quake in terror at the mention of his name, Emil Perez! He's known as the Phantom Blade!" There was a gleam in Emil's beady eyes as they swept over Cecilia. He stood up slowly and said, "Hello, Ms. Lucox." "H-Hello." Cecilia felt as if she had been stripped naked in front of him, and the look in his eyes made her very uncomfortable. After that, a tall and burly man behind Emil stood up slowly. He was almost eight feet tall and had a pockmarked face. His fierce-looking expression made him look very aggressive.

Hence, it could be seen that that person's power was definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people. "A woman, a long-haired man, a burly guy—" Caspian recalled what the Mirage White Tiger told him as he watched the three people walk over. "Three appeared, so there's another one… The guy with thick makeup." The light in Caspian's gaze condensed. Then, he saw a phantom suddenly swaying, only to feel his sight turn blurry. Then, in the blink of an eye, a guy with a gorgeous robe appeared in front of the three. Liliana and the others argued before that, but they instantly shut their mouths as soon as the person appeared. It seemed that they were frightened of the person who just appeared.

“He’s here. He’s here.” The room went dead still. “Who?” Halstrom pressed. There was a crackle, a low breath across the line. “The…..” And then the call choked with static. I froze, pulse hammering. Because just before the silence swallowed Carter’s voice, I’d heard it, something Damon had said days ago. A nickname he’d given the Man in White in the dark humor of exhaustion. The Phantom. Carter had been about to say it. But then his voice twisted into a scream that ripped through the line, sharp and final.

It hasn’t been an issue for me before, because I’ve come to believe my heart is shriveled and small like the Grinch’s, but unlike a children’s story, no amount of singing and kindness can make mine grow and start beating inside my chest. It can’t. Because beating hearts get broken. The floor creaks above us and I tense, turning to Jon with wide eyes. “Please say me you have a cat I don’t know about.” Slowly, he turns his head to look at me, eyes vacant. “No cat. Just the Tall Man.” He looks at me, unblinking. My heart speeds up. I swallow hard, waiting for him to crack. He doesn’t. “The Tall Man’s coming for you,” Jonathan whispers, almost scaring me before he begins to laugh. I throw a pill

the woman said. Her voice had lost its sweetness. It was flat now. Cold. I stood still, trying not to let my hands shake. “I live here. This is my backyard.” “Funny,” said the shorter man, stepping forward. “Most humans would’ve known better.” I said nothing. My throat was dry. My fingers twitched by my sides, ready but ready for what, I didn’t know. “She’s not human,” the tall one muttered again, sniffing the air. His voice had a kind of hunger in it that made my skin crawl.