Best Ghost Adventure Novels & Stories

Ghost doesn't exist and evil spirits obviously doesn't exist either. ******

Leon panted, scanning the dim corridor as his breath came in uneven bursts. Suddenly, a faint figure emerged out of the shadows—the female ghost. Her face was blurred and indistinct, her presence otherworldly. She didn’t speak but raised a hand that glowed faintly blue, pointing silently in a specific direction. Leon froze, instinctively stepping back half a pace. But time was slipping through his fingers, and hesitation was a luxury he couldn’t afford. Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to follow the ghost’s lead.

Tasha was devastated about the reality of her being a ghost. She thought she was dead, she had dreams. Even if she acted like a slut whose only interests were parties and getting boys hard for fun. She wanted to be a doctor, just to save lives. But everything was never gonna happen for her, and she thought everything had ended for her.

She'd do this wisely and avoid any uncomfortable and dangerous situation. Standing in front of a beige building was Geneva who was with a bigger bag than the one she had left with and her afro hair free from any tie. She really wanted to avoid that peculiar chill she felt at the back of her neck when the ghost was trying to be malicious. Taking in a deep breath, she unlocked the door and went in. Everything was in place just as she had left them except for one thing -the ghost. A gasp escaped her lips as she was startled.

Lowering himself to her, he pinned her down, trying to penetrate her right before her brother, with the guard turning to another direction, after so much pleading from the little boy, yet no headway. "Fuck! This place isn't as comfortable as I want it. Damn it!" He pulled her forcefully again as he lifted her. "Come on.. my Chamber is more delicious than this place. So move...!" ****** Once upon a time, there lived two peaceful parks, the BloodMoon park, and the DarkMoon park. Each park was nestled in the thick forest. Together they had their own dedicated areas to walk around. The park keepers watched over them, keeping them safe and secure.

"Exactly. You're smart, so I don't need to spell everything out! Just do what I've arranged, and I guarantee you'll live. But I don't really care if any killing happens, so it's all up to you whether you can survive." What else could he do now? This was his only option. The Ghostgator lay motionless in the distance, as if it were sunbathing. Felix knew for sure that if he tried anything funny, the old man wouldn't even bother reacting—the Ghostgator would jump up and crush him to dust in seconds. The huge chunk of meat disappeared in minutes once the 12 Giantborn kids got to it. Some even crunched through bones like they were crackers. The scene was totally unreal.

“I imagine it might seem that way to you and me, but they have different beliefs. Let’s just give the fella a chance. If this place is really haunted, he’s the one to help us. Besides, it would me mighty rude of us to have him come here and then turn him away.” Melody’s lower lip protruded forward as she contemplated his words. “You said it was haunted. Now you say if it is haunted. Which is it?” “I don’t rightly know for sure. I’m not an expert with ghosts.” Adam grabbed the coffee pot and a cup. “I say we give the guy a chance. Lord knows, I’m not worth a salt when it comes to spirits.” Melody looked at her father with raised brow. “Do you think it’s haunted too, father?”