12 Ghost Mga Nobela at Kwento

She took one more glance at the old woman before raising her eyes up; “Well, if you insist. I would love to be rich, like to have so much money so I can own a company like the one I went ot earlier today. I would also wish to own cars, to have more adventures and thrills. My life is just too boring” Lara kept mumbling in her drunken state, and when she was done, she returned her gaze back at the old woman, but she was no longer there. She looked down the road but she still didn’t catch sight of the old woman. “There is no way an old woman using a walking stick would have gotten away so fast” she thought and started returning home. She looked around to search for the old woman but she still c

"What are these things? They're like something out of a nightmare." Caleb's eyes glinted with determination as he stepped forward. "They're nothing we can't handle. Stay together and fight as one. We'll make it through this." And they did. The group worked together, their movements fluid and efficient as they battled the undead horde. Eventually, the last zombie had fallen, and they were able to continue on their journey. Their final obstacle came in the form of ghosts. As they approached their destination, they were suddenly surrounded by a group of ethereal beings, their faces twisted in anger and pain. The ghosts seemed to materialize out of thin air, their moans echoing through the night

Hookfang was intrigued and so were his people. Cassidy clarified with Hookfang that his reason for refusing was because all the ghosts were afraid of losing their graves. All the ghosts nodded and mumbled in unison to agree. Cassidy told them that if they helped to fight and get rid of Logan then they would be defending their own graves themselves. The thought seemed promising to Hookfang but it was not enough. Ghosts can’t leave their graves without fear of not being able to get back.

Their voices were always heard by Roxanne, but she didn't expect the number of undead to be so numerous. Roxanne went from a state of fear to a state of helplessness as she watched the spirits scramble to play Ouija. Roxanne was not an ordinary girl. She had the ability to see ghosts after an accident at the age of twenty-two. Roxanne not only lost all her memories but was also gifted with eyes that can see ghosts. She heard people say that she was an orphan. Eating, studying and all expenses were the things Roxanne has to take care of herself.

Xavier finally said as he stepped aside, and his friends did the same. Everyone thought that they were done with him the time being. But, when he reached the stairs, Xavier smiled wickedly before pushing Landon off the stairs. Some of the students who witnessed what happened screamed out of shock and fear. Nancy, Max, Alex, Sara, Hilary and Henry, Vans, Ayesha, and Olga all watched as everything took place. Nobody moved, especially when Xavier said: 'None of you saw anything.' --------------------

Ahead were huge iron plates in the shape of the doors tied together with steel wires and inside was a weeping voice heard. "Release me now." There was a loud growl heard and the next second was the desperate whimper of Stella. "I'm jabbed inside these huge iron plates Benjamin, please release me. Break these iron ropes, shatter the locks and smash these steel strings wrapped around me. Come on release me." The volcanic violent road brought shivers down Benjamin's spine. A MAN WHO DIES WITH VENGEANCE BECOMES AND STAYS A GHOST, UNLESS THE SOUL TAKES ITS REVENGE.

Felix just gazed at her, as he nodded. She continued, "And, after those demises, haunting is believed to be continued. Seeing apparitions and figures of persons, hearing disembodied voices and sometimes even woman's crying sounds. These all are the claims that people stated. Now, It's our time to investigate it." "Hmm!" "So? are you ready? Felix?" "Of course!" he smiled. Celia smiled back as she saw how Felix was fine and wasn't a bit nervous at all. "I like your spirit Felix boi!" Alex who kept listening to their conversation since the beginning ruffled his hair from behind, causing him to turn back.

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

The lighter arced through the air and landed on the kindling. At the same time, she pulled out her phone and went live—broadcasting what she called a "punishment execution." Surrounded by flames, my sister screamed in despair. "Adeline, my brother loved you so much! How could you do this to our parents?!" But all she got in return was a cold, mocking smirk. The fire consumed her. I watched it all, clawing desperately at the flames like a madman— But I was just a ghost. I couldn't do a thing.

After a while, Leslie stretched and yawned, feeling the weight of sleep. ​"Hey, I'm tired. Let’s go back, it’s really late," Leslie suggested. ​"You go ahead," Scarlett replied firmly. "I’ll head back later. I just want to stay a bit longer." ​Leslie looked at her with a mix of worry and resignation, but finally nodded and began walking back to camp. Scarlett was left alone by the lake, unaware that she was being watched from the other side of the water. ​Across the lake, Zafira and her sister Zahia—two gorgons, women with serpent tails instead of legs—hid in the shadows. Zafira, her serpentine body coiling around itself, watched Scarlett with a mix of surprise and overflowing rage.