Angel Ghost Novels & Stories

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

I sat myself on the floor, near her feet, her friend was being taken away from us by Luke, whom I just saw was standing near us. “Angel” I whispered ever so softly, smiling at her, she looked at me with disgust and before I knew it she shoved me hard enough to make me fall on my ass. “Angel, I…” “No, stay away from me, you are a murderer, a monster, a demon, keep your filthy hands off me” she yelled, shoving her hands onto my chest repeatedly pushing me away from herself.

I can't lose my angel! *************************

Casie: "You are joking. Right. How can I be dead? I am standing in front of you fit and fine. I don't even have any scratch on my body. How can I be dead." I replied in an angry tone. "Have you kidnapped me? Are you going to call my Dad and ask for ransom money?" Amy:" Casie relax. Take a deep breath. I know it's hard for you to accept but you had a terrible accident and unfortunately, you didn't survive and is dead. My friend Sam carried your soul from earth to Angelina"

“Who are you?” I stretch out my wings and watch as his gaze lights up in recognition. “Luciana?” I nod, stepping closer. He tries to pull me into a hug but ends up passing completely through me. My eyes go wide and I feel my stomach turn. Daniel moves to face me again, confusion written all across his face. “Are—are you a ghost?” I look down at my hands. They are nearly translucent, glowing just like the forest. “No I think I’m dreaming,” I murmur in realization.

* * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * ** * * * * * Midnight. Bethel felt taps on her shoulder from her sleep. The two grew more fierce and she had to open her eyes. "Angel" she called,seeing the little girl in her room. She rubbed her face with her palm and could see his worried Angel looked. "What's wrong?" She asked,sitting up on the bed. "Mom.... something.....is...isss...in my room" Angel said. "What's in your room?" She asked. "A ghost" Angel bursted out in tears and the hairs at the back of Bethel's neck stood..

“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak.

It was no wonder people loved staying here, it was beautiful. an angelic voice greats me and I can tell its Angela by her scent wafting to me from the back on the entrance. Angela is a succubus and she is very good at her job. I know Dorian didn't tell Rebecca about what she was, and for all intents and purposes she never questioned why Angela was so perfect. Rebecca wasn't even intimidated by her which I found intriguing since Angela was drop dead gorgeous. Any man or woman that walked threw these doors were just enamored with her which made bookings a breeze.

She could not go back home immediately because she knew her mother was waiting to know the outcome of the conversation but what she didn't know was her mother had her followed. "Your daughter is out of the Carter's compound but she looks like a zombie behind the wheel," the person reported to Mrs Garcia. "What do you mean she looks like a zombie?" asked Mrs Garcia "She looks like she has seen a ghost," the person replied "Okay, thanks," Mrs Garcia replied and ended the call patiently waiting for her daughter to return to understand what happened. The day went by and soon Ethan closed from work and returned home. He got his things ready for the Italy trip.

“Ahh!! Wails and cries of the Gemini witches could be heard as Angelus was busy tearing their limbs apart, ripping their hearts out, pulling their hands and heads away from their bodies, and drinking their blood with no remorse in her face. The witches were defenseless against Angelus due to the fact that Angelus is a Tribrid and she was too fast for them to counter her attack with their magic. After about twenty minutes, Angelus was done with her cold-blooded massacre. Licking the blood on her fingers, she burnt the dead bodies with her magic while walking away from the woods. Meanwhile, a certain eyes could be seen watching her from afar, this eyes belonged to Rheagal, a Ten billion years