Boozoo's Ghost Novels & Stories

“Even the big, bad Bowden Storm can’t fight a ghost.” “Ghosts,” Bowden says softly. “That’s not what it was." I wait for him to elaborate, but he doesn't. "Finish up and get down here. You’re making me nervous.” He breaks our connection and I hurry to finish before he comes up here to check on me himself.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

The chilling atmosphere sent shivers down everyone's spine. The people who waited in line screamed because they felt the presence of evil spirits. They quickly backed away. Sammy and Dom were also frightened, turning pale. They stood close to Wilbur and did not dare to move an inch. "My Ghost Formation Spell will take your life away," yelled Moose. Wilbur sneered and said, "Don't speak so highly of bad voodoo." Moose turned angry from indignation. He yelled in a rageful tone, "Die!" Countless ghosts appeared in an instant. They lunged toward Wilbur with sharp claws.

"I was quite busy back then." Russell didn’t think much of it and nodded. "When did you start studying medicine?" Zoey thought for a moment. "Not long after I went to Corbourne. Corbourne has no gun control, so shootings happen quite often. One night, after evening classes, I passed an alley and found an almost dying Octavio. I just happened to take him home. Turns out, he was my teacher’s senior brother, and through that, I met my teacher, who is known as Dr. Ghost."

Chapter 53 Prepare for The Rescue Benoit and Papa Mojo set out on their perilous journey, navigating the treacherous world of voodoo and magic. Their first stop was the Bone Dagger of the loa, hidden deep within a dark and foreboding cave. As they ventured deeper, the air grew thick with the scent of decay and death. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows - a towering loa, its eyes blazing with fury.

I hear a whistle as I look and smile. Ghost waving his hands in the air. The gunner inside the bus was now on top of it with the harpoon gun. "Cap, you need to step back." Ghost says. With Persephone in my arms, we both step back and a loud boom from the harpoon gunshots directly at us, only to hit on the edge of the cliff. An automatic hook approach as I grab to both strap us in. "They are getting away!" Another yell from behind. I glance down with a scared child. "Are you ready?"

The shadows responded to his command, intertwining with the stone and creating an opening. The group stepped through the archway, entering the grove. The air inside was filled with a soft, melodic hum, and the ground was covered with delicate, glowing flowers. The grove seemed to pulse with life, and the presence of the spirits was stronger than ever. As they ventured deeper into the grove, they encountered various spirit-based obstacles and traps. Allan used his shadows to create safe pathways, and Elara's flames provided light and warmth. Lila's connection to nature allowed her to sense the spirits' movements, guiding the group safely through the grove.

“You know, for a man who claims to hate the ‘Old Guard’ ways, you still hold your scotch glass like you’re waiting for someone to try and poison it.” The voice was light, almost conversational, cutting through the low hum of jazz and the clinking of crystal in the exclusive sanctuary of the Blackwood Business Club. I didn’t turn around. I didn’t need to. The scent of sandalwood and cold mountain air was enough to tell me that the ghost had finally stepped into the light.

“Personal Assistant, huh… how should I call it again?” Speaking the name of that thing, “Wai!” Boof [Hewoo, I am your personal assistant. Wai, how may I help you?] A small creature that looked similar to a Halloween ghost for kids showed up. But… the features looked just like the panda. Weird… it also had black vault horns and tails. But the face looked exactly like what a panda has. “Wai… Where am I? Why am I here?” [You currently have a total of 80 harto. Each question would deduct five of it. Would you still want to ask those two questions? Yes or No]

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"