Phantom Wraith Novels & Stories

"And we will not tolerate it. Also, the leader of Nightshade is a wizard, not a human." "Again, when do we leave?" Cruz asked a little louder this time while Eve nodded her agreement. "Since a wizard is involved, Daphne said that she would call in an army of witches to fight with us," I replied. "Xander, if we need them, do you think the vampires will fight with us, too?" Xander nodded. "Yes, of course. I've always heeded their call, and they will heed mine, as well." Sasha leaned forward. "So, how soon can we get everyone organized?"

Logan puffed his chest in pride, and Asher laughed at his best friend’s antics. He remembered Ronan Leon, a man with a habit of kidnapping teenage girls with blonde hair and hazel eyes. He tortured, raped and then sliced his victims. He had killed at least eleven before the Shadow Crawlers ended him for good. Ronan was a human and Asher wondered how much worse a human could be when compared to the supernaturals to commonly coined as monsters. “Alright, stop whining like a puppy and I will take it.” Asher climbed into the driver’s seat.

Recalling a peculiar encounter in a white room earlier, where he had noticed an individual who stood out due to their height, Stallion's anger grew. He had wanted to confront that person, but a vital meeting had intervened, preventing him from doing so. Stallion recognized the urgency of the situation, considering the capabilities of Queen and Shawn, who had managed to infiltrate his residence. With his plans in jeopardy, Stallion called upon someone he believed could assist – the police chief. When the police chief answered the call, Stallion urgently conveyed, "My residence is under attack, led by Shawn Diesel and Queen Scorpion. I need them apprehended and brought to me. Deploy your best

This kind of huge injustice even said that as long as there were people, it wouldn't disappear, and it might even turn into a Lich Lord. If it set its sights on you, it was like half your soul was already gone, and normal spells just didn't work on it. And this the Wraith Infant actually had karma on it! Heartwarden couldn't tell, but Elder Whitebrow was already a grandmaster, so he saw it clearly. How did the Wraith Infant with karma move? I just couldn't move at all! Why did the Wraith Infant listen to Amelia?

A sudden, freezing drop in temperature hit the back of Amora’s neck. High above, clinging to the shadows of the crumbling ceiling like a massive, skeletal spider, Katherine the Wraith materialized. Her white silk dress was completely shredded, her gray skin covered in fresh, black slime that dripped downward like liquid poison. Her completely black, ink-filled eyes locked onto Amora’s radiant, unprotected back. Xavier’s distraction in the forest had failed, or perhaps she had simply ignored him to hunt the ultimate prize.

That blade. I closed my eyes, letting the darkness behind my eyelids reconstruct the memory. The dark titanium alloy. The distinct, weighted crossguard shaped like a weeping willow leaf. It wasn't a modern tactical design. It was old-world craftsmanship, built specifically for close-quarters executions where Kevlar couldn't protect the target. Years ago, before I consolidated the Thorne empire, the eastern syndicates used to whisper bedtime stories about an elite phantom assassin who worked exclusively for the highest bidders. An untraceable phantom known only as Ghost.

Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake. Soul Shepherd: A weaker warrior that plays a vital role in supporting its allies. Soul Shepherds draw upon the souls bound to them to heal wounds and bolster the strength of their comrades, a beacon of spectral light amid battle.] "This skill is okay." I chuckled.

It’s what her Soulwaker wants. “Phantoms are evil cyborgs. They are the actual killers or murderers in your world. They don’t obey nor cherish you as the ruler. So if they would see you, as the human as you are, that would cause chaos. You still don’t have any control with yourself. I don’t know if you could even fight them. I have no worries when you were still the Xiao that I used to know because that time you can really protect yourself. But I’m doubting if you can do it now that you’re no longer the same as before.”

A chill ran through me. "Wraiths were created through forbidden Lunae rituals centuries ago. Souls fused with corrupted magic. They were destroyed long ago." The creature nodded "Excellent history lesson." My wolf growled. The Wraith's smile vanished instantly, then its gaze returned to me. "The heir belongs to us." The moment it said those words, every brother moved. Percy stepped forward. Darren moved beside him. Ken shifted slightly in front of me. the wraith smiled again. "You love her."