The Ghost Of You Dramione Novels & Stories

Olivia couldn’t see anything because of the light, only the sound of the deity remained in her ears. “Young recruit will have to dedicate to the galaxy. You have the white of the fairy flower, the beauty of the unicorn and you are the pride of the phoenix. Don’t let me down!” The sound made Olivia curious about her identity. Fairy flower? Unicorn? Phoenix? Why did he say that? She doesn’t know. No one tells her about that. Olivia was about to ask the deity when a powerful suction blocked her voice and pulled her into an endless black hole.

The ghost gets trapped in the magic Force field screeching in terro. “* Beastly screams* rahhhh! Rahhhh!” The ghost continues screeching. A possessed demon enters the ghost as she tries communicating in the form of a fairy. Elena sees through the demon's eyes and notices that the fairy looks quite familiar. “Are you not Aubrey? I have heard about your story.” Elena asked, removing the force field as she came closer to Aubrey. “H…how do you know my name? Wait, those eyes…hair…It can't be? You are Demetria's daughter?” Aubrey asked as she fell down to her knees in tears.

Ohh I am a spirit, of course I died! No, it can't happen. "What's happening?" Draco asked disappointed, Damina raised his brow at him and huffed, "you were right here weren't you." "You killed the poor animal." "Oh don't start," he sneered and disappeared. Draco stood there staring at space, oh no., It's the wrong time to do that honey, don't think about it yet, your punishment is best served cold. I grinned!!

I muttered under my breath. My hands trembled as I hurriedly changed out of my costume. I had just grabbed my jacket and was about to leave when Mia stopped me. “Isa… what’s going on?” she asked, stepping closer. “You look like you’ve just seen a ghost.” Concern filled her eyes as she studied my face. For a moment, I wanted to tell her the truth. I wanted to say the words out loud. The Draco is back. But my lips refused to move. Instead, I forced a small nod as if everything was fine.

Ghost comments. Unfortunately, I know what show he is talking about, but I’ll stop it. Ari and Ghost flirt back and forth. As the first wave of humans begins to cry out and fall to the floor, I stand up, leaning down over the glass railing. Ghost comes up next to me, laughing his ass off at the pain of the humans beginning to OD. “You know, Ghost. I ended up becoming a necromancer since you last saw me,” I state casually. “That’s cool. I remember you were so pumped even though I’m not sure I still believe in that type of mythical shit. So what, you can kill people better now and send them to death faster?”

At this moment, Dolores saw the stunning looking skull without any torso materializing again, she had already begun chanting of her demise in her head to teleport into the white room, consequently, she had simply vanished out of sight from the viewpoint of the ghost. Gwen's ghost stared at the spot where the woman was just present, she manifested her hand and flapped at the area, but still nothing as if the person just evaporated in the air! This kind of dilemma, Gwen had never experienced before, before Gwen was in a satisfactory mood thinking of teasing and likewise killing Dolores today and making her, her pet ghost. Thinking of her failed plan, Gwen couldn't help but scream. Dolores had

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

I screamed and jerked back in horror… “Jasmineeeee……………….” Draco called out my name and hold me from behind “Are you okay?” He further questioned me in worried tone, simultaneous that female karkinos ghost motioned me to give ‘Grimoire’ from my hand to drunken Tony.. “Ye.. Yes….” I replied in shaky voice and quickly kept Grimoire in front of drunken Tony and hurriedly left with Draco before that ghost could ask me to do anything more…

Ghost doesn't exist and evil spirits obviously doesn't exist either. ******

The chandeliers continued their sparkle, undisturbed. Meanwhile, Damon had already moved his hand to Sienna’s back, steadying her as he guided her to the edge of the dance floor. “What is it?” she whispered, feeling heat crawl up her neck. “Everyone looked like they just saw a ghost.” He gave her a dry look. “Apparently, a ghost with a slightly loose zipper.” Her heart dropped. “You’re kidding.” “No. You’re the ghost,” he added with a small smirk. “Relax. Your dress has a minor malfunction—nothing dramatic. But someone spotted it and panicked.”