Phantom Text Novels & Stories

* Mason: *Which is. Noah: *You already know what it is. That's why you're texting me at eight pm on a Sunday.* Mason put his phone down. He looked at the ceiling. He picked his phone back up. Noah: *Say it out loud. Even just to yourself. It helps.* Mason looked at this message for a long time. He did not type anything back.

And that, in a way, reassured me. “You prefer this way, don’t you? Being completely invisible is really boring. I can’t imagine how you must have lived on the outskirts of your family like that. They should have revered you, don’t you agree?” He had already put away that solar accessory, which wasn’t necessary on the plane since the flight attendants had dimmed the lights for the comfort of the passengers. Maybe it’s a method he uses not to look at me so often, as he was doing right now. He seemed lost in thought, his mind drifting away with the wind.

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The man eyes is brighten like he's feeling excited while telling me that. It's a great news indeed but, I'm not surprised at all. Black stage Malemyn needs a White stage Gwandy. But since I'm a Crystal Stage, of course I know to myself that I'm perfectly matched with him. However, I can't be with that man. Redo is the term when Malemyn power is eating them up. "That's a good news indeed. By the way, thanks for escorting me to my doorstep. I'm here now." I told him while knocking on the door of my own house.

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' His eyes held nothing but coldness. He whispers two words to me "fake it" I was kinda confused but then it hit me, chuckle "my dear, I came because it's already 12 o clock and you promise to go out with me." "We'll leave after this alright, my love," he grabs me from the chin, looking into my eyes. My eyes widen and my heart starts to increase its beat. What on earth? "Yes, yes." I smiled. He's good at this, what kind of man is he?

I picked the phone up without even looking at the screen to see who was calling. "Please stop calling my damn phone." I said, thinking it was Micheal. "Well damn. What the hell i did to you" asked Kita sounding all hurt. "Girl, I thought you was Micheal cheating ass. He won't stop calling my phone. I can't even get no sleep" Kita paused for a minute, being all dramatic. "Well duh Guh. That's why they invented putting your phone on silent. To silence any unwanted attention." We burst out laughing. Because I never even thought about putting the phone on silent. That is why I love my girls They could bring me out of any dark mood.

Allie POV I looked back up, ready to thank Skye, but she had already gone. It was as though she’d disappeared into thin air. The horse suddenly spooked and took off. Josh swore under his breath and raced after it, but quickly realised it was pointless. I unfurled my hand to reveal a smooth golden circle. It looked like a compass, but was the size of a watch face. It had no markings, directions or coordinates, just a single black arrow. When I turned in a circle, the arrow never lost its place, always pointing me in the same direction.

With the thought, I pinched my eyes until the darkness swallowed me. Don't forget to like, comment and follow me...