Best Ghost Adventure Novelas e Histórias

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.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

How that bad mouthed sleaze had landed such a prestigious position was beyond me, even in these desperate times. I left his apartment and headed outside. It was one thing travelling to somewhere you'd been before, and another to a strange place or one you couldn't quite remember. I wandered a few of the closest streets, unsure of what I was looking for. I didn't know how to search for someone. I'd never tried it. But even if I had known, it wouldn't be of any help if Nick was a Taken. Seeing Taken souls were Lillith’s thing.

“You don’t have to.” “Let’s just go,” Adrian groaned, already heading for the door. “Yeah,” I said. “Let’s.” Echo sighed dramatically. “Fine.” We stepped into the night, the three of us walking down the dim street, eyes scanning shadows for dead bodies like it was a casual grocery run. “This is so weird,” Adrian mumbled. “Where do we even go?” “Nowhere in particular,” Echo said softly. “We just… look.” I stayed quiet, my mind buzzing, not with guilt or fear… but with how insane this whole mission sounded. Dead bodies. Possession. Ghost friends.

Stalker grinned, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Aren't you afraid, though?" Ghost asked, her brow furrowed with concern. "I've heard how dangerous the place is, and there are supposed to be booby traps set everywhere. What if something happens?" Stalker smirked mischievously. "Are you afraid? You should have spoken up and stayed home." Ghost chuckled. "No, of course not!" "Then let's go for it!" Stalker exclaimed. "I trust our Alphas. We're going to get that gold!"

The warehouse was empty except for two fork lifts and some pallets scattered around the vast open space. The agents proceeded slowly till a high pitch whistle was heard followed by gunfire from several directions. The men immediately dove for cover behind a fork lift and waited for about five seconds when the shooting had stopped, before they raised their heads from their hiding place, but the warehouse was now deserted. “Shit!” Jamal said angrily. They ran to the exit at the other end of the enormous building to find the tail lights of two vehicles disappearing into the night. The Italian Mafia has eluded them again.

Will began to ask. “How did I get so close?” Ghost finished. “Without anyone noticing. Hmm…” he used the gun to scratch his temple for a moment and then pointed it back at them. “I’m the monster in the dark. The one under your bed. The one your parents warn you about. Oh wait… your parents wouldn’t warn you about anything. They’ve been trying to sacrifice you to the darkness for years,” he said with feigned contrition. “What do you want?” Will asked. His eyes darted around, looking for the captain or any signs of the security he promised them. But there was no movement.