13 Ghost Stories Book Novels & Stories

she went back to the gap looked at the stars as she talked to herself. she wished her life was perfect like what the neighbors thought of it. she went down on her knees and pleaded before going to bed. Baraka, the boy living subsequent house to mercy, was at the dining table by himself, his parents were out on a business trip as usual. after he’s done with his meal, he went to bed, took his phone and called mercy to say goodnight. ‘‘I can bill the gloom in your speech even from the phone, so what’s going on with you?’’ baraka commanded

A white mist manifested not far from my feet and slowly took shape into a colorless, transparent woman. “That’s better,” Lily said. “Now, can you please tell us who you are and how you know that my niece has been poisoned?” “I thought that all of the ghosts were cast out of this house, except for me,” the ghost said. “Not now!” Lily scolded. “Can’t you see that she’d dying? Tell us what you know.” “She put small amounts of mandrake in the chamomile tea,” the ghost said. “Mandrake?” Megan gasped.

“Shhhh. We are here at the mountain, there are lots of ghosts here, if they heard you crying they will get near here. Are you not afraid? WARNING: Hi Readers! Please don’t unlock the succeeding chapters. I need to edit some grammatical errors and please do understand. If this note has been removed, you may now continue! Thank you and have a happy new year! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE NINE MONTHS Thank you so much!

I further questioned him Hearing my question Draco face suddenly turned overcast as he said “It’s a Black blood ghost” “Black Blood Ghost?” I was stunned, I haven’t read anything about such a type of ghost in my grandmother book, and this looked something new and dangerous at same time.

Tian Tian ordered before making a fist and throwing something at a specific place. Slowly the powder that Tian Tian threw started burning and disappeared into the air. In the next second, Tian Tian took another two steps forward and threw a black colored powder at the same place. --- Ohohoh... I hope I am able to engage you all. This is my first time writing a paranormal story coupled with the fact that I am scared of reading ghost books. Please comment and let me know what you think about the story? If you feel the author is working hard, please also drop a review.

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s

plush. I knew this data inside and out. I had read it so often, so often tried to reduce it to something simple. It never worked. Look, Gracy, the funny dog. I called it plush because it looks so plush. I gritted my teeth tightly and hit it again. Over and over again. In doing so, I tried not to think about that cruel day fifteen years ago, but kept recalling the facts to myself. The size, the weight, the appearance. But the thoughts became blurred and suddenly I heard the screams of the children, saw my mother who stormed into the garden, only to be torn down by one of these beasts. I saw my father again, who was trying to split the skulls of these monsters with a spade. But he had dealt wi

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I walked quietly toward the house and noticed the door was slightly open. I frowned in confusion. Rafael wasn’t supposed to be home yet. Curious, I stepped inside and closed the door softly behind me. As I walked toward the bedroom, I heard low noises coming from the last room down the hallway. My steps slowed. What was that sound? My heart started beating faster as I moved closer to the door. Then I heard soft moans. My eyes widened. Slowly, I pushed the door open. The sight in front of me made my entire body freeze.

And somewhere in the shadows of my quiet apartment, something very old… stirred. I finally summoned courage to slam the book shut with a sharp snap that echoed through my quiet apartment. My heart was racing, skin flushed hot despite the cool rain still pattering against the windows. That invisible presence lingered in the air like heavy incense — thick, masculine, and far too interested. I couldn’t explain it, but every instinct screamed that opening that book any further tonight would be dangerous. “No,” I whispered to the empty room. “Not tonight.”