Devilish Ghost Novels & Stories

Shaky, weak, tired. He sighed. "You shouldn't stay hungry. You weren't able to have dinner last night." "And is that supposed to be your problem?" I turned to him, blinking away the tears in my eyes. "Please," he insisted. The moment he took a step close, I leaped from the chair. He curled his eyebrows, pursed his lips, seeming worried and confused. "I'm not a ghost, right? You don't have to run away from me." I scorned. "Yes, you're right. You're not a ghost. You're a devil."

Sleep long gone. Scrapping sound. Someone is scratching on her window... 'What if it's a ghost!" Even in this cold weather she begins to sweat uncontrollably.Even then she grips the blankets tightly, hiding half of her face. But when her vision becomes clear in the darkness, she gasps at the outline that she sees outside the window. ~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart PERORATION ( from Devil) The Devil turns back as soon as the little angel is out of there and can't hear his cold voice that can stop one's breathing, his hands fist tightly tucked into his pocket.

"FIEND! I believe the ghoul is dead. I want you to investigate what transpired! I bellow, and a terrified vampire materializes before me. A FIEND vampire is possessed by a malevolent spirit, a demon, who revels in all things wicked. She grins and speaks in the sinister manner befitting her nature. "Yes, my lord, I will uncover what occurred." With that, the fiend vanished.

James glared at the Devouring Demon. The Devouring Demon was a bizarre being comprised of various body parts from countless different races. His soul was also abnormal and held similarities to the evil spirits of the Dark World. In the Dark World, some evil spirits would devour other souls to grow stronger. James could sense one dominant soul within the Devouring Demon, but at the same time, there were also others within him. “You should take his offer!” “Hurry up, and take it!”

Who works for the Devil! ___________________________

Angelina had never seen anything that scary in her life. "I had previously thought that you were the devil's incarnate. Turns out I was wrong. Dead wrong. You're worse than the devil himself, Devilina. Because you're a bitch. A filthy, disgusting, cheap bitch. A bitch eager to sink her clawing fangs into any willing magnate. A bitch who's constantly in heat twenty four hours a day for seven days, as long as there are dicks with deep, loaded pockets around."

"You know that I'm his real wife, so why are you playing along with this ruse, May?" The moment those words left my mouth, the color faded from both of their faces, while the audience erupted in confusion. "Is this woman mad? Why did she call the bride May?" "Didn't May get caught in an explosion a month ago?" "That's right! Since when could the dead come back to life?" "You're right, they can't. Unless… she didn't die in the first place!" The hall exploded into chaos, conversations erupting from every direction. Clearly having lost his calm, Ben shouted, "Where is your proof?!"

The Glambour forest, also known as the Devil's vale was situated in the western part of Patasia continent with mysterious supernatural secrets. lt was the earlier meeting place of different nations but now everyone was scared to cross that place due to it's dark secrets. History saying that hosts, sightings of the reaper, wolf packs gathering, vampire hideaways–all present in this forest at one time. Popular rumour about the forest was the paranormal activities of the non human creatures of there. Once approximately in early twentieth century, a pregnant lady and her husband were trapped in this mysterious forest because of the broke off of their black classic british sports car.

my favorite flower, the beautiful sight suddenly contaminated due to the devil himself has stand in front of me. He stand not far from me, close enough for me to see his eye without lifting my head. He smirks... this evil spirit dares to smirk! Never in my life would I love his face, for whatever thing he did to me. "Laila... your wish is... making love with the one you love on the lavender field... right?" he asks me smiling, "I'll make it come true...." I try to speak, but the only voice out is just a grunt. I glare with hate... I wish I could kill him with my glare.