The Ghost And The Darkness Novels & Stories

He tugged harder,a high pitched scream left my mouth and I clawed at the hand that caused so much pain to me. "Bastard!" I swore furiously under my breath, spitting out bloodied saliva. Then something hard hit me by the side of my head. I heard a curse of 'bullshit! " A wave of dizziness came flooding in,overwhelming all my senses. Then blackness. *** My eyes fluttered open, then I blinked consciously for a few seconds trying to focus my vision on something, anything.

Miguel loved this girl too much to do something like that, so he finished his drink and left the party at around 8pm. Nadir had managed to feed off the energy of two men within two hours - an athletic bully who had so much of it that if she took all of his energy and life with it, would have enough for a week. However, Nadir could not do this if she did not want to attract the attention of not only humans, leaving a corpse trail behind her, but also "messengers of Heaven", otherwise known as angels, who easily detected the activity of demons on Earth, if they were not careful enough. The other man was a nearly forty-year-old military man, but still full of vigor. Nadir was haunting them whil

which leads your progress to delay. I fully grasp that darkness can be compelling at times, but instead use extra care. Always be incredibly careful in the pitch dark because nobody really fully understands what comes back to haunt you there. There is really nothing more absolutely absurd in this known universe than having to search for your own rationality long when you have already destroyed it.

👹KINGDOM OF THE GHOST OF TERROR👹 "What are you all doing here?" The king of the dark asked the leader of the gang. "Do you feel we will allow you to kill our great one?" "Do you feel we will stand and watch you kill all our legends?" "Today you will join your wife" the leader of the gang whispered. Before the king of the dark could say a word the king of the other gang launched at him while his other beings went several ways all fighting.

Levi gets all the attention, and I prefer it that way. “That doesn’t sound very convincing. Have you ever found ectoplasm left behind from this phantom or smelled sulfur?” “How the hell do you even know that? I thought you were a lycan?” Now, I’m sure Everly is hiding something. Why the hell would she know information on how to track or tell if a spirit was around. I know it’s general knowledge, but other supernaturals don’t tend to care about other supernaturals. Ghosts are supernaturals, but they are looked down upon because spirits aren’t meant to stay in the realm. Ghosts can be human or supernatural, but if they are supernatural, they don’t keep their abilities. Spirits belong to Death

“*** Ψυχές χώριες, ψυχές δεμένες. Χρησιμοποιήστε το σκοτάδι μέσα για να τροφοδοτήσετε τη φλόγα της κόλασης που καίει τις ψυχές χώρια. Καθρεφτίστε μας, σκιάστε μας, χρωματίστε την εικόνα μας και προβάλετε την αντανάκλασή μας στον κόσμο. Souls apart ,souls bound. Use the darkness within to fuel the hell flame that burns souls apart. Mirror us , shadow us ,form in our image and project our reflection unto the world.**” I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me more and more as we chanted but I couldn’t stop chanting. It was now too late to go back. Steam soon filled the entire room as the thick dark cloudy like form blinded us only to soon reveal the results of the forbidden spell casted w

"Wait. I need to know. Why did, uhm, whatever, carelessly pick me?" "Go back." The woman wasn't paying her any attention. She kept on plucking cowries and attaching them to her head. "What is he? Oh, don't answer that one. He's a ghost. I know that. Why is he in that state? No, no, why can I see him? Why can l feel his touch, ghosts can't do that, can they? What does he need me for?" The old woman stopped her scaly hands from further movements and stared directly at Geneva through her foggy eyes that obviously saw clearly.

She was a shadow, drifting in an endless sea of nothingness, a forgotten soul in an abyss of despair. But something inside her refused to give up. A flicker of light, faint but persistent, burned in the depths of her soul. It was small, fragile, barely visible against the overwhelming darkness. But it was there. It had always been there, buried beneath the weight of fear and despair, waiting for the moment to rise. The First Darkness hissed, recoiling from the light. Its ancient voice trembled with something that might have been fear. "What is that? What have you done? That light—it should not exist. It cannot exist. It is impossible."

Together I woke up with a heavy feeling. It’s like there’s a heavy rock on top of me. And i felt like something is liking my face. I forcely opened my eyes and a light from the window hit my eyes. The thing who's liking my face is a fucking dog. I hate dogs the most! I wanted to pushed away the dog from me but my body is jailed by a demon. The Demon is named Seymour Rios Evans, sleeping peacefully beside me while his arms are hugging my waist and chest tightly.

What is the dark world? “Hikari… we need to destroy that magic circle…” “Luna… I think it’s too late…” he said. The huge screech petrified the entire mountain. The yellow flames turned green. From the flames appeared the green ghosts with the face of skull and body of fumes from their waist below. They howled and screamed as they shot into the sky, swooped back to the crater and hurled all over it. Every tree they passed through turned pitch black and soon was engulfed by its own shadow.