Gift Ghost 소설 & 이야기

He drummed his fingers on the table. “Ghost. No last name. Adopted by Christopher Blackwell as a child. No blood relatives listed. No history of lasting relationships.” Vladimir put special emphasis on that word before trailing off. “Greymount, you said you sensed something earlier?” “I have commitment issues.” Snatching the olive from my drink, Ghost placed it between his teeth. “My favorite food is pancakes and I last took a shit this morning. I’ve also been having this reoccurring dream lately—”

“This is between you and me. So, let’s settle it, Denis.” Ghost’s eyes narrowed and his face warped into a twisted mask of anger and indignation. “Denis died a long time ago. My name is Ghost.” He walked forward and put his gun right against Will’s forehead. The girls yelped in fear at the sudden movement. Alex and Spencer were rigid as terror gripped them as well. “And I am here to haunt you.” It happened in slow motion. Ghost’s arm moved from Will towards Emma his finger tightening even more around the trigger.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

"Wha-? G-phone has an AI too?" Laura raised a brow. AI? Did this geek really think that an AI would be this intelligent? Was he living in a fantasy world? "No, I have a name. It's Laura and to be more precise, I'm currently an e-ghost. That means I am dependent on your power source in the phone and cannot leave the phone until I level up enough. For your information, this isn't a programmed back story, don't look at me like that. I'm a real human... was a real human anyway. I died many years back, I think."

Everything was a mess! The man immediately turned his face at the little boy. His face darkened. "Tell me, Little Veen, how did I frighten her? I was merely showing her the memories of my real appearance but, I do not understand why she was so frightened and kept denying my existence even in her sleep." He said in dissatisfaction that reflected on his handsome face. The little boy called Veen coughed softly in a polite manner. "Your appearance now is similar to those of what humans called a ghost. You have not fully recovered your body yet, so you cannot do anything. Just let her be for now."

He yelled out a spell, while cursing the woman who was right behind him, Jenny. "You traitor! You brought me here to be killed..? You'll forever regret this you bitch! What an ass hole you are, traitor! I'll deal mercilessly with you, I promise you swine!" There was a look of a scared beast on his face. The shadow moved closer, and when the final moment struck, the shadow's mouth opened up in fury. Malison turned again to Jenny as he met her gaze. The shadow became a hungry monster, showing its fist, ready for action. Malison's vampire charged up, and released the first strike, but the shadow dogged and blocked the swing. The impact of the fist was heavy. He gripped his sword and came at Mal

This spiritual energy grew with each new member of the family and when Cassidy was born, she was granted the power to see and talk to ghosts. She spent every day after school having tea with a resident ghost and talking for hours. Not every ghost passes on straight away, some have unfinished business, some simply want to hang around until they get bored and others want to stay and wait for the ones, they love to join them and Cassidy was happy to help the time move faster. Another teenager at the high school with secrets would be none other than Noah Litmen the schools best sports star on his way to getting a scholarship. It’s a shame he couldn’t actually care less though.

"Well can you tell me who that classmate is before I proceed with my observations?" "Yes sir, it's my classmate Jess." "Then it's not a ghost Phil. Why? Because Jess is not a gloomy girl, well to be exact there is no negative energy that is surrounding her. Ghost feeds on negative energy, more so if the ghost is a Vengeful Spirit since you saw it trying to attack her. To be honest, there is too little evidence to completely know what had stuck into her, I suggest you ask her or someone that knows." "I see, okay I will try and ask someone who knows."

“You hate it, huh?” “You don’t?” He shook his head. “But I don’t have your gifts.” “Feels more like a curse right about now.” Several ghosts showed themselves. None of them were like the ones outside, but these ghosts were still different than any other ghost she had ever come across. They didn’t talk. It was like the years of lonely silence had driven them catatonic. Just once, did she try to send a ghost away, but the old man stared at her with empty eyes, not understanding her. He kept shuffling on his way. “It’s like they don’t know they’re dead,” Aster said.

I tried to calm her down. "I think it was villain X, Autumn. I think it was him. It has to be him!" She gave me a firm nod and licked her lips nervously. "Nah, I still think it was Casper. Who is Villain X anyway? The one from the X-files? Aliens are not real though ghosts pretty much are. I saw one when I was a kid, it did not look as cute as Casper but it was a ghost. I am sure of it. They can not get past a salt line you know, so I guess we should have salt in hand just in case the vengeful spirit is—"