Spectral Phantom Novels & Stories

“This could be another trial. You need to hear what Andronika has to say.” The skald pushed free of his grip, then wrapped her cloak more snugly over her body before saying, “What did you see?” I had to be careful, for whatever I said to Philomela may be disclosed in one of her songs, and I had not forgotten Tristan’s assumption that she was spying on Alpha Orion’s behalf. “ The specter. I saw it up close. It was scorched right down to the bone and speaking seemed to give it pain. Only its eyes were complete. They were”—human —“green. The tint of leaves.”

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

It looks like she heard what I said earlier, so I don't have to repeat what I said earlier. Lia suddenly speaks, "Possess," "Possess?" I asked. "Yes, they're possessed by the Phantoms, " said Lia. Phantoms are souls who are restless because they still have work to do or have not completed it. "But who? Who are the phantoms that possess us? And of all the people, why us?" Raven asked while frowning. "I also don't know. Maybe Caro and Cara mia? That's what they called each other, " said Brent.

It burned like liquid fire, tearing through my skin, responding directly to the homicidal fury consuming my soul. Behind me, a thick shroud of darkness began pouring massively from my skin, swirling through the air and separating itself to form a massive, terrifying entity: **The Crimson Shadow Wolf**. The phantom beast materialized with a deafening, unholy roar that shook the very foundations of the obsidian castle. It was a sound born of pure malice and ancient death. The glowing red eyes of the ancient spiritual wolf locked onto Lysander with a bloodlust that matched the agony tearing my heart apart.

He cocked one of his thick eyebrows, a smirk playing perpetually on his thin lips. I shot him a death glare and hissed. “What do you want?” No matter how much I could say about his look, he’s still a psychopathic asshole. The smirk immediately fell from his face and washed away with vivid rage to the point its bitter taste sat awfully on the tip of my tongue. “Him.” Him who? I wanted to ask, but then it dawned on me who he meant. My phantom. The reason why I am in this god-damned situation.

After all, the Mystical Explosive Orb would fill up fast at this rate. With that in mind, she let out a soft laugh. "You're this confident now? How could I not play along? Fine, I'll help you find other Phantoms... but not Specter. That one's off-limits. We're in the same faction, and I've got a binding pact with them. If I rat Specter out, I'm done for too. "Though honestly, it shouldn't be hard. Every S-tier Phantom is ridiculously arrogant. They never bother switching identities. Since you've seen what Specter looks like, someone at the headquarters should be able to find them without too much trouble."

Kade gave me a knowing smirk before speaking. “Well, Machine and I need your help looking into some items for Ricci Enterprises.” My heart skipped a beat. This was why I was here. “No problem, what can I help with?” “There has been some interference with Ricci’s security system and we need you to help us uncover who it was. We have reason to believe that Phantom is responsible for said interference. We need your help identifying Phantom.” Fuck! This couldn’t be happening. “No problem!” I gave a reassuring smile. Covering the sheer panic I felt inside.

Trigger the subsonic dampeners! "I can't, Aria," Kael’s voice whispered in my marrow, the signal almost flatlining. "The Phantom is grounding the city's resonance. She’s using the people's collective guilt as a firewall. If I fire the dampeners, I’ll liquefy their brains along with the link." Leo looked up from the mud, his sapphire eyes drowning in a storm of liquid gold. He saw the scavengers closing in. He saw the Phantom raising the Mirror-Blade for the final extraction.

I promised. On my third week in the Manor, I decided I felt brave enough to take things one step further with my invisible roommates. I downloaded a free app, said to use the phone mic to detect ghostly sounds and turn them into words from a word bank, one at a time. It was a simpler, cheap version of the Ovilus, one of those crazy-expensive cutting-edge devices ghost hunters used.

Maybe the two will soon become friends. "The SP products." Steven answered while looking at the woman who became pale after hearing what he said. SP products is the best of all the best products in the market. It earns more than 50 million a week, and they said that, the products is owned by only one person. "Your mother is the owner of SP products?! Wait, who are you really?" Owen exclaimed as he also stands up. "Im... your Ex-boyfriend? Steven seriously answered. " set that aside." Leon also spoke.