Phantom Ganondorf Novels & Stories

Alfi said. “Are you sure?” 4 figures that are familiar to him appear before him. “You?!” Alfi is shocked by seeing their presence before him. He sees a corpse tied in a shroud standing there. Yes, it is a tied ghost. Next to him, there’s a green giant that looks like Berserker (Heracles, not Raiko.) Yet, he has very beautiful long hair. His hair flutters beautifully as the wind blows. Yes, it is an Ogre. Then, next to him there’s a slithering nurse that looks like she is about to push-up. She is so beautiful that she resembles one of the JAV actresses. Not to mention that the position is kinda hot though. Yes, it is a slithering nurse. And the next one is a giant Jailangkung doll standing. I

I stammered, my heart jackhammering away. "Getting a better look," he said with an impish grin and I felt my face and ears flush completely. Was he going to kiss me again? "Are you gay?" I asked as I averted my gaze from his captivating grey. "Not telling," he whispered and backed away from me. "I don't mind starting as friends though. I'm Higan." He stretched a hand out to me and I stared at it for a while. He gave his hand a shake to remind me that he was waiting and I took his hand before shaking it briefly.

And as soon as I went back, I will help them absorb a lot of mana stone just so they could be able to use the aura swords soon. I looked at the opening entrance and the knights who finally strated walking. Of course, the moment 8 saw that sight. i also looked at the people outside. There are a lot of them and one in the middle is a man with a red hair. He looks like a someone I've met before byt quite different. With that, I immediately realized the identity of this guy. This is uncle's som - Fedinand Villadona

Even if he could not succeed completely, he should at least be able to intimidate his opponent. Instead, the moment the black and white dog phantom appeared, his sword energy seemed to deflate like a punctured balloon, becoming limp and dispersing entirely. He had to remember that his visualization was of the Seven-Kill Divine Attendant, a guard serving under the Big Dipper's Seven-Kill constellation. A divine guard! How could it possibly fear a mere dog? What he did not know was that this dog was actually one of the Seven-Kill Divine Attendant's masters—Greedy Wolf himself. Of course, this was also related to the fact that the seven Star Lords of the Big Dipper had not appeared for many yea

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewing what it had suspected to be t

I NEED to know who he is, and something tells me I won’t discover much if I approach him as Phantom Reaper. I don’t really even know who I actually am, to be honest. I never indulged in friendships or relationships with others. It’s just always been survival. The only person I had any kind of positive relationship was my mother. I don’t know my father but because of my hair color, I’m fairly certain my father was Christian Bartoa. I know he frequented the slave cells whenever he was bored, and the urge arises so it doesn’t surprise me, but I don’t intend to ever claim him nor carry his surname. The thought of actually SPEAKING to Damien makes me feel a weird sense of anxiety. I’m unsure if i

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

He doesn't take his name in front of his mother. He doesn't know why she hates him so much. But no matter. For him. He will always be his hero. Zander King. The Empire king of this world. The most powerful figure in the entire world, the undefeated King.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

"I am in need of information, not spirits." The dwarf shrugged. "Suit yourself. My name's Gormec. I one of the owners of Neverland. You know, in case you wanted to show you had some manners or something." Halafarin rolled his eyes. Why were others so stiff about being sociable? The elf had no time for niceties. People were dying. "Have you heard of a strange killing in these parts? A human turned into a statue from the trunk of a banana tree?" Gormec shook his head, his dark beard swishing across his chest. "No, no. I can't think that I have. Something like that would stand out, you know, make for bad business."