روايات وقصص ضمن The Ghost Of You Dramione

Jay greeted grumpily as he walked to sit at the table. “Who missed me!!!” Everyone turned immediately they heard a loud voice from behind Rose. “Sorry I startled you all, my bad” Crystal giggled happily like something was going to happen that day. “And the queen herself came down only to scare us like a ghost” Rose teased as she began to dish out the food into their different plates. “Come on mom, it was a prank” Crystal announced before she sat down on her seat. “Yeah I see, a prank that could take us to our early graves I guess” Her mom returned.

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her

She yawned lightly. "Sorry, you had to go to the kid's school before coming here" Lisa apologized. "So why don't I keep you company until you are ready to act?" Lisa suggested as Scarlett heard footsteps coming to her side. "I'm sure I saw her coming to this place, where can she be?" The upcoming person muttered to himself. "Is this Damon some sort of pest?" She muttered feeling angry and frustrated. "I guess he was really sent and your identity is something that he wants to find out. After all you are Ghost, who doesn't want to find you in this world" Lisa chuckled as she watched several CCTV's at once.

“That’s what I needed you to believe. But now, you’re going to need to remember” “Who are you?” “The one Celeste answers to. The one you forgot”. Silence. “Meet me. Tomorrow. 9 AM. Alone. I’ll give you what you need to win”. Then the line went dead. ----------------------------------- Juliette stood in the doorway. She’d heard just enough. “What was that?” she asked. Damon’s eyes didn’t leave the phone. “A ghost. One I never thought I’d hear from again”. She stepped closer. “You’re not thinking of going alone—”

My magic hovered at my fingertips, ready to stop time at a moments— “Boo.” A scream ripped itself from me, cracking off the treetops. Damon and Ghost stepped from the shadows like two creeping grim reapers. Damon’s brows vanished into his hair, which hung over his forehead in sweat-damp waves, while Ghost grinned like a cat that got the cream. “Sorry,” he held his hands up. “I couldn’t resist.” “Fuck you.” I panted, then spun around only to find myself half a centimeter away from a distorted shadowy face. “AGH!”

The ghost kneels beside her, its spectral hands hovering over her still form with an aura of solemnity. “Save her from the pain,” the ghost whispers once more, its voice a haunting refrain that stirs something deep within our souls. Levi, Adrian, Blake, and I exchange a determined glance before closing ranks around Alena's ethereal shape, our love a shield against the unknown forces that threaten to tear her away. “She was pronounced dead but is caught in between realms. Someone or something is hurting her.” The ghost whispers out just as it screams as a hand tears through it. With a collective gasp, we watch in horror as the ghost is torn asunder, its form dissipating into the night like sm

"Bitchy witch or witchy bitch?" "My dreams were haunted since childhood, my friend." Draven grinned mockingly as he took Lucifer's glass and sipped from it. "I missed the taste of vodka." Draven mused as he threw his head back laughing. "Draven! DRAVEN!" "What the hell?!" Draven's glass suddenly slipped from his hands as the liquor splashed onto the floor. Both of them looked at the door as the exhausted and tensed figure of Damon came into view. "He saw a ghost," Lucifer whispered in Draven's ear as Draven snickered.

But Jacqueline didn’t care. She was almost at the top. But what she didn’t know… was that the ghost of Maya wasn’t just watching. She was coming. And she was wearing the body of a woman named Dora

Scar’s weak, terrified voice echoed from the darkness. Ghost’s heart sank. “Scar...” Scar blinked, eyes widening in disbelief. “Gh... Ghost...” Ghost rushed to the cage, pulling at the gate. “Even the devil can’t catch me.” “Oh my God! It’s really you, Ghost!” Scar rambled in disbelief. “You’re here! You’re alive! Those bastards couldn’t get to you.” Ghost grinned widely, continuing to fumble with the gate. “The key, the key is with the ugly...”

With a final shove, he slammed Grayson against the cold metal of the morgue drawer. "This is her. Look at her! Look at the woman you abandoned—my sister!" Liam's voice was an icy blade, sharp and cutting. He forced Grayson to stare at my frozen body, lying there, still and lifeless. Grayson shut his eyes tight, his lips trembling as he muttered incoherently, "No, no, this isn't Belle. This can't be her! She's selfish, cruel, and vindictive. Someone like that doesn't just die—she wouldn't—she couldn't."