Cool Drawings Ghost Novels & Stories

The last thing she heard was a smooth familiar voice yell; “Enough! She’s staying." data-p-id=7e9013ab2d2276816a3fc59976f040a9,Blood. More blood. Screaming. Blood. Screaming. Pain. Ghoul. Blood. Mum. Dad. Flesh. Human flesh. Blood. Ghoul. Pain. Dead. Both dead. Blood. Ghoul . . . Blaise.

Adam lamented. “I’m just wondering if maybe we should get him inside and bolt the door. This might not be the safest place for him after all. She’s getting a might closer and some of those zombie spirits look like they’re coming back to life in a not too friendly way.” He studied the spirits who were once so animated but were now acting dazed and confused. A few of them were losing that dazed look. It was being replaced by one of intelligence and… Anger? Hate? He couldn’t tell.

Then, the air around them seemed to be boiling, and as the Ghoul-Locker Spear swept across, the air exploded. Swoosh! The tumbling airflow was like a revolving blade, shattering all the ghosts instantly. Soon, the black energy surging in the Dance of the Lost Souls suddenly trembled. Then, as it could no longer bear such a strong force, it exploded. The stone walls around the cave suddenly cracked, shattered, and covered with large cobweb-like lines, and the ghosts that exploded formed a whirlpool in mid-air. Just when Caspian was about to attack again, the vortex suddenly sank, and a bony ghost claw appeared.

“Bring back our sons’ heart.” His eyes gleamed with unshed tears, a ghost of the man I had once known. He turned from me, and with his cloak billowing around him, he disappeared once more into the night. My own tears flowed freely down my cheeks, chilling my skin in the cold breeze, but I did not care. I didn’t even care that Lucifer had not bothered to say goodbye, it was not in his nature to say farewell.

it is always the closest. Blondie slowly opens her eyes, I help her up. "Is the ghost out?" " Yes, its right over there" I point at it She screams, I quickly over her mouth so my parents wouldn't come in. "Please you have to try not to freak out okay?" She nods I slowly remove my hand from her mouth "I can see a ghost, I can see a freaking ghost!!, why am I seeing a ghost?" "Okay, calm down, deep breathe.." She breathes heavily using her hand to fan herself

Melina was dazzled by his muscles, he had changed a lot, back the he was the plainest of them all, he wore shaggy un ironed clothes, he never cared about his looks, but now he wore a signed leather jacket, Melina wondered. She drilled for him, she felt like a loser choosing Owino over him. She gashed in front and asked in fury, Melina was not good at surprises. “What are you doing here?” she demanded as she dumped her messenger bag on the couch and threw off her scurf. She wanted him to notice her designer jacket as well. “Aha!” Leon acted cool. “I see you still hate surprises.” Leon teased her “Come on guys, I missed you t….” he pouted as he pranced to them and wrapped his hands around his

There was fresh blood on the floor, but the animal didn't react. I took a shaky step forward, my heart hammering against my ribs. The wolf didn't turn. I walked closer, standing five feet away and holding my bleeding hand out. Nothing. I walked until I was standing right next to the bars, inches from the cold metal. The wolf threw itself at the cage again, trying to get to Declan. Its claws sparked against the iron. It ignored me completely. I was invisible. "You really are a Ghost," Declan said softly. He walked up beside me. He raised the knife again and sliced his own palm.