Phantom Wraith Novels & Stories

“I can perceive entities over there, but that’s all.” “We need to work on your sight.” “Name the day.” I glanced at Brett with a mild frown. Yeah, it didn’t take a psychic to see those two had some kind of chemistry going. “Is Kujo around?” I whispered. “Oh, my, there he is!” Amy covered her mouth, eyes like grapefruits. “Oh, Fran, I wish you could see him! He looks so good!” She turned to me and I was surprised to see the wet spark in her eyes. “He developed an animal shape. Picture a wolf the size of a grizzly, with long black fur. A warg, that. That’s how he looks. Fierce but pretty in his own fashion.” She looked ahead again, shaking her head slowly. “Oh, my girl. You should be so proud.

Alexis raised his other hand and threw a stream of power at the Wraith, a devil dog as big as the largest Hybrid Wolf, its yellow eyes glaring hungrily as saliva dripped from its oversized teeth. When Alexis' power touched it, the beast flew backwards and disappeared into the portal with an angry yelp. But in that moment, King began to sink into the abyss! Alexis bared his teeth and focused his power on King, who began to rise again. "We can't let the Wraiths out of the Underworld!" I screamed. A small Wraith no larger than a butterfly escaped the portal and flung itself at a white-faced Master level Neratomay, who grabbed her face where the Wraith landed.

They looked like giant, skeletal hands made of black glass, reaching through the mist to snatch the flickering ghosts of the failed children. The blue girl screamed, her form beginning to dissolve as a Wraith’s fingers closed around her. "NO!" Leo roared. My son didn't wait for me. He didn't wait for the Sovereign. He lunged forward, his tiny projection igniting with a brilliance that blinded even my eyes. He grabbed the Wraith’s skeletal finger and pulled. A surge of the Prometheus Sequence—the blood of the human brother, the sacrifice of Julian—shot through the ghost-child. The Wraith didn't just break; it shattered. The entropic data couldn't handle the "Sequence." It was like pouring boi

“There’s a list.” I flipped to the next page, my heart sinking further as I read the descriptions. “Creatures Unleashed by Zerathos: 1. The Nyx Wraiths – Shadow-like assassins that can phase through walls, nearly invisible in the dark. Weakness: Light-based attacks. 2. The Hellhounds – Massive, fire-breathing wolves with dark, corrupted fur. Weakness: Silver and enchanted weapons. 3. The shadow slaves– Undead warriors, immune to most physical attacks.

A loud rumble that resembled laughter escaped from the beast and it's eyes twinkled in amusement Behind it, arose a tail resembling that of a scorpion's, and it gnashed it's teeth, slobbering bubbling acid, it lunged. Shay readied herself for another blast, when the smell of ozone filled the air, She felt Moira squeeze her hands tighter as she let out a burst of electricity that went straight to the advancing daemon. The smell of burning flesh filled the air and the Wraith wailed in agony, this creature was resilient and with widened eyes they watched as the huge hole the electricity had created in it closed up and it reared itself to strike again "Can you do that again?!" Shay asked in a hu

He was doing this. His one arm was extended. Palms towards Elora as he looked at Alexandria. With eyes that no one has seen before. They were silver. Pure silver. And Thora felt a shiver run down her spine. No! This is not possible! No! This has happened in the history. It can't happen now. It's the death wolf taking full control of Thaneos. He will loose his humanity if this happens. He will go on a rampage killing everyone. Friends or foe.

He yelled out a spell, while cursing the woman who was right behind him, Jenny. "You traitor! You brought me here to be killed..? You'll forever regret this you bitch! What an ass hole you are, traitor! I'll deal mercilessly with you, I promise you swine!" There was a look of a scared beast on his face. The shadow moved closer, and when the final moment struck, the shadow's mouth opened up in fury. Malison turned again to Jenny as he met her gaze. The shadow became a hungry monster, showing its fist, ready for action. Malison's vampire charged up, and released the first strike, but the shadow dogged and blocked the swing. The impact of the fist was heavy. He gripped his sword and came at Mal

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

"We just want to be prepared. Know what we're in for." He sighs and runs a hand through his short dark hair. Then he seems to pull himself together and nods his head. " Well, first off, he's a legend for a reason. The worst of the worst. All he cares about is blood." "Blood?" I ask, confused. He nods. "All Thantos cares about is blood. His pack is solely made up of pureblooded, born, wolves." "Wait, I thought he took in all the wolves that bowed down to him twenty years ago. That must've included made wolves."

Hello again, guys! Like I said in my author's note, this book is a prequel to Wrenched. Underneath this note, I'll attach a little synopsis to it, so we could have an idea of what the book would be about. I would appreciate your reviews and comments like you always do. Please enjoy! WRENCHED: THE OUTSET OF THE STORY. SYNOPSIS Two friends walk the spheres of life together and are bound by common interests and ambition to be successful at a young age. They are like brothers and would do anything for one another.