The Invisible Man Novels & Stories

That means the person was talking to him. “Hey, wait a minute, Wait, please,” the man called. Reno’s steps stopped, then he turned to the source of the voice. “You were talking to me, right? Does that mean you can see me?” he asked enthusiastically. “Yeah, if I can’t see you. Then who am I talking to?” Reno asked back. Actually, from the beginning Reno realized that it was not an ordinary human, judging by his feet that were not perfectly on the ground and also his pale face showed that he was an invisible creature.

- In other words, a whim in ignorance - says the vampire, turning to Elise, his ironic smile is full of sadness. - Tell me about this man who is being sought, what is his fate, and where is he in general. – says the vampire, momentarily moving from the window to the chair. - Everything connected with him, I don’t see any fate, even where he is now, I don’t even see the people who communicate with him and this is very strange. I know that he is a man, but he is like an invisible man who lives alone in a cave from birth. And this is even more unusual, by concentrating, one way or another, I can find any true person, the spirits have always helped me, but in this case, he seems to be dark, one

muttered Alex as he opened the door, allowing Evelyn to enter. Yes, Alex has the power of invisibility. He can see everything within a 1 km radius of him, even if it is blocked by an object. *** "Thank goodness you're home Alex!!! Humph, or rather in your office. May I get in?" Without waiting for Alex's permission, the middle-aged woman walked in, startling Liam who was buried in his files in the living room. "I have a favour to ask of you, Alex. Something very mystical has happened in my gallery," she said to the point, not even waiting for Alex to ask.

I asked. The man shrugged. "Nope! You know that they can't see us. And even I killed both of you right here, they won't suspect me." "Why is that?" I move my eyes to find a certain someone. "Well, because I'll envelope you with my invisible sphere that will lasts 'till dawn. Within that time, everyone here will see me training. Unfortunately, I can't do that because the American government personally invited him to join this raid." The crazy man pointed at Jevro who is still hugging me like octopus.

Elva clenched her hands tightly. “You reap what you show, isn’t that correct?” said Agatha. Elva was wheezing as she tried to catch her breath. “No! No, it cannot be.” She looked around. She was thinking, “I got to get out of here. I can still use that stupid man’s ability to escape. Yes, yes, I can do that. I can go invisible. When she thinks I’m not here, she will lower the walls and I can run. I will make my escape!”

Hands were pounding on the door heavily and when I had looked out, stretched out my neck to see if the door would become opened but yet for the minutes past during the heavy blow the thin hands fixed on the small door there seemed to be no sign of a positive outcome then it had dawned on me that these people are going to see their doom in hours to come because apparently in less than eight hours from now everyone would have become feasted on and many converted as well too. What I don’t know was my fate on the ship, if I was going to be caught up and eaten as well or the reason behind my sudden invisibility for all I was concerned I was truly invisible in the sight of these human monsters. I

I inhale again, comforted by the faint smell of lavender coming in from the hall. “We are honored to have Grand Master Albert and Grand Mage Ruth joining us tonight,” Tabatha says, smile on her face. She admires Ruth especially, whose claim to witch-fame is perfecting an invisibility spell. Many tried the spell before and disappeared—literally. Whether they turned themselves so invisible not even their familiar could find them, or they vanished into another realm, no one knows.

This was the manager, and his presence made everyone feel nervous. The room fell silent as the man fully stepped inside, his presence commanding attention. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a sharp jawline and a neatly trimmed beard. His white shirt was rolled up at the sleeves, showing off intricate tattoos on his forearms. One of the tattoos that was very noticeable to everyone, was a thorned black rose wrapped around a silver dagger.

He carefully climbed into the bed and placed the tub between us, handing me a spoon. “Thanks,” I murmured. We sat in silence for a while, taking scoops of ice cream. Ivan nudged me gently with his elbow. “Want to hear something embarrassing?” I glanced at him. “Sure.” “When I was eight, I thought I was invisible," he said. I blinked. “Huh?” “When I was eight, I thought I was invisible.” He repeated. “No, I heard you the first time, I just can’t seem to make sense of it.”

Cathy and I both screamed, startled, and Cathy’s wine glass slipped from her hand, crashing to the floor and drawing everyone’s attention. We turned to face the man who had snuck up on us, and I was instantly struck speechless. He was, without a doubt, the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my life. His presence was commanding, and his aura radiated raw power. His physique was perfection—muscles straining against the fabric of his finely tailored black suit, looking like they were ready to burst free. But it was his eyes that truly captivated me. They were the brightest shade of violet, streaked with silver, glowing faintly even under the dim lights of the hall. His face was flawlessly sc