Salvation Ghost Novels & Stories

The altar’s broken shape loomed behind them, cracked stone glowing with unnatural pulses. I gasped. Sarah’s hand found mine. Daniel crouched nearby, silver blade drawn. John’s torch flickered far ahead just a flame swallowed by shadows. David lay before the altar, unconscious. His mark glowed a violent red. The ghosts’ hunger pulsed toward him. Their chant deepened. A voice whispered in my mind, cold as frost: “He remembers. I remember. You belong.” I froze. Sarah tugged me back. “We have to move.” But the ghosts didn’t wait,they surged forward.

“Hold him down!” Ghost sprang forward, smacking him with the gun, still, the name danced on his lips like a lifeline. The needle sank into his veins, slowly draining the strength from him. His hands fell on the mattress, his breathing teasing, as he fought against the drug. “... Laura,” he snuggled into the mattress, gradually going limp. Ghost grinned, brushing the hair from his face. “Salve, mortuus redux.” He should enjoy the rest of his time, because very soon, he’d be going to the land of the dead.

Oh God, I’m crying out for an angelic helping hand which would protect me with all might as the thunderstorm roars through my life I know there is no hiding place but only my almighty God in thee Hide me under your powerful wings where I’ll be secured indeed Turn the rainstorm down on this darkly gruesome yet awesome tempest I know you’re in control God but I’m so tired and drained These things are all your work so I know it’s meant to be only give me wisdom to do what’s expected of me There are precautions I must take as yet on earth I live my life I know I must keep praying and your blessings you will grace my soul. But now, I am tired and I can’t live anymore. Please, accept me in your ar

He muttered and smiled a sad one before walking out of the room; then, I went close to my body to look at it intently. "I felt his touch. I felt my father's hand holding mine!" I let out when I noticed the four ghosts who just passed through the wall on my right. They must have seen my father walking into my room. One of my new ghost friends is Ericka, who got here three weeks ago because of a motorbike accident, and Lucinda, a middle-aged woman who got a heart attack a month ago. "Really?" Clinton asked in surprise and examined my physical body closely, and Dylan tried to touch my left barefoot.

But fate wants to play with me. Andrew sold me to his business partner, and drug dealer, Max Willies. I thought that was the end of my life. I wanted to kill myself, but God wouldn’t let me, so I escaped from the misery. Then when someone else found me, I was happy and thought that at last, after so many years… I am free… I am saved.

"What does it mean that he didn’t die in the Heavenly Tribulation? It means that this guy may have already jumped over the Eight Wilds Realm and become an Individual Immortal!" "I've made up my mind. From now on, I'll call him the Ghostly War God. The more he fights, the braver he will be!" "Ghostly War God, Ghostly War God!" Someone shouted, and then more and more people shouted in unison. Their voices were so loud that they reached the sky. "Impossible!" Ye Gucheng's face fell to the freezing point, and he gritted his teeth. "Samuel, that's Samuel!" "Isn't he dead? Why is he here?"

He would have been ready to stab me when Saint shouted. "Lucifer Morningstar! In the name of God the Father in heaven. Get out!" I can see how Saint is getting brighter with his silver sword. There, Lucifer suddenly disappeared with the rapid entry of all the souls aboard the boats inside the gates of hell and its closing. I finally fell to river blood but Saint immediately saved me. But the arrival of another Pig saved the two pigs from ruin. From there they travelled back to tread the path of origin to return.

Felix was fully focused—this was the kind of intel headquarters would never provide. There was no way he would miss a single word when it came to his own survival. Donna explained, "When an S-tier Malevolent Phantom reaches this state, even though its consciousness is in chaos, its instincts will still push it to seek salvation. It does this by filtering souls in a specific way, selecting only those that meet its criteria to reach its soul core. What happens after that—whether it wakes up or how you might influence its recovery—is something I don't know.

I suspect because it was my first efforts at writing. For those who may not have had a chance to read the series, here is the list of stories associated with this series in order: Alpha Kate Beta to Luna Alpha Siblings Her Ultimate Salvation I hope you are enjoying Her Ultimate Salvation so far. There will be lots of twists and turns. It is always a process with my stories and I hope you will stick with the story to the end. Like many authors, I believe in happy ever afters, but getting there takes time, some hurts, and character growth :)

"And yet here you are, dying slowly in a realm between realms, proving that martyrdom is just another form of suicide." Her voice carries the cold mathematics of cosmic forces, utterly without warmth or humanity. "I took a more... direct approach. I consumed the Primordial, absorbed its essence completely, and ascended beyond mortal limitations.” “In my timeline, I am both savior and deity—though admittedly, the humans find my methods somewhat... overwhelming." The Ghost-me finally speaks, her voice barely a whisper: "You all fought. I... I just let it happen. Watched it all burn from the shadows, did nothing, saved no one. I'm the coward who lived by being irrelevant."