Reading Ghost Novelas e Histórias

She lightly out the glance on him and had to stop. That man was Gael. Gael Greyson. The person who died three months ago. She paused and looked at him rather confused. "You can see me right?" He took a step towards her making San took a step back. "I thought so." He walked towards her and lifted his hand as tried to touch her face but his passed through her. San suddenly felt scared. "But I can not touch you." He nodded. "G...Gh...Ghosttttt" San suddenly shouted as she ran towards her apartment. It was a ghost. It was definitely a ghost.

In the moonlight, a woman in a white lace dress was kneeling on the stone steps of the chapel, her face buried in her hands, her shoulders trembling. She had no feet. Below her dress, there was only a swirling black mist. "I see her." Lorenzo let out a low whistle. "Two years ago, Marco put her in the ground right there. Her ashes are buried under the rose bushes behind the chapel." I didn't stop, walking straight toward the chapel. Giovanni froze behind me but didn't dare to call out. As I reached the bottom of the steps, the female ghost's head snapped up. She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits.

Her body would simply fail, and she would fall. But not today. Today wasn't the right day. The light was wrong. The angle was wrong. The wind was unpredictable. Ghost had learned patience the hard way by staying alive when he should have been dead. He watched her disappear into the building. Then he waited. Ghost ate protein bars and drank water from a bottle he'd prepared the night before. The apartment was empty except for him and his equipment. He'd rented it under a false name, paid in cash, told the landlord he was a photographer working on a project about the Manhattan skyline.

looking helpless as he lost the only thing that made him a god: his land. "You look like you're staring at a funeral," Silas rumbled, standing by the window. His silhouette appeared massive against the grey sky. "I am," I whispered. My voice was a dry rasp, like a dead leaf when crushed. "I'm watching the burial of the Crescent Alpha. I just didn't expect the scene to look so... boring, and ordinary…" My cough broke the silence, a deep, racking tremor that made my ribs feel like they were being snapped back one by one. I pressed a tissue to my mouth that quickly soaked in a dark, thick crimson. I didn't panic; that was for people who still had a future.

Those who had discovered the truth were swiftly silenced, their secrets dying with them. The rumors about The Ghost were the stuff of criminal legend. They said he could walk through walls, that he had spies in every major organization, that he could make people disappear without a trace. Some said he wasn't human at all, but a vengeful spirit who had returned from the dead to punish the wicked. Victor did nothing to discourage these tales—in fact, he cultivated them.

Finally, his body too weak to take another step, he lay down by the side of the road and slipped into unconsciousness. The light came slowly, and the ghost wondered how long he had been dead. It didn't matter. His bed was soft like a cloud, and their air around him smelled sweet with candles. The scream of anguish startled the Ghost from his slumber. His body leapt out of the bed, staggering down a hallway towards the sounds of shouting. He entered the kitchen and saw a large man beating a smaller man. Without knowing why, the Ghost grabbed the large man and hurled him backwards against a wall. The man fled, leaving the ghost standing over the body of a young man in priest's robes. The pries

Crystal made her final decision and hurriedly, she finished her chores, made her way to her bathroom and got dressed to leave the house. She went to her aunt's room to tell her she was going out but unfortunately, Aunt Lucy wasn't in her room. "Where must she be ?" Crystal wondered. She ignored her aunt's absence and went off to her destination. "GT Enterprise" She stated clearly to the driver and in no time, she was at GT Enterprise. She had decided to go apply for a job at the company and not just any company but The Robin's company. Red was going to be the CEO in the company soon but she wasn't aware of it. She knew her boss was a billionaire but didn't know his source of income.

The coincidence was just too much to be true. He took another look at the name on the ID card; with his imaginative eyes he slowly turned the name Heaven backwards and it appeared as Nevaeh. He has been sleeping with a ghost he concluded. There was no need to call a prophet to reveal it, even the blind will see and understand this. He needs to drive this thought away, make the pain and fear disappear, he needs to get drunk; so he ran away from the morgue and went to a beer parlour.

" As he finished, an indescribable stench unfurled, leaving Frank narrowing his eyes in the stink. In a split second, the dark figure before him disappeared, reappearing the next instant behind Frank as if teleporting. "Die!" Ghost bellowed. Frank turned even as he felt the shockwave on his nape but felt the agony in his stomach before he could counter. "Oof…" He gasped, looking down to see that a bandaged hand pierced through his entire stomach. As Ghost pulled out, his hand was now covered in pieces of Frank's innards! "Frank!" Skyler was just coming upstairs and paled when she saw that. "Oh, Torrent's pet? Perfect. I'll wipe you all out right now!" Ghost exclaimed with a maniacal grin, li

Every kindergarten had refused to accept him because of his violent tendencies. On the television, the news was reporting that a woman named Maisie Gray had won ten million dollars in the lottery. At that moment, Zoe suddenly went mad. She grabbed the knife in her hand and stabbed both Lucas and Edwin to death before stabbing herself. When the news reached me, I was drinking coffee in the villa I had just bought overseas. My father was fishing, my mother was tending to her flowers, and my brother was studying in Horvar. I still had a beautiful, happy life ahead of me.