Devilish Ghost Novels & Stories

It grins, revealing thin gleaming teeth that flash in the lightning like slivers of bone. “That bitch didn’t learn her lesson,” I growl, struggling to be heard over the rushing rain. “She didn’t,” Amos agrees. “In fact, she’s forsaken you entirely.” “What?” My brain’s too addled to make sense of the words. Its smile grows impossibly wide. “She’s been whoring around with another man. A ghost. Can you imagine a dead man fucking your wife while you’re gone? I’d be furious.” A ghost? I don’t stop to consider the logistics. As horrifying as Amos is, the demon has never lied to me. If it says Julia’s been running around on me, it’s probably telling the truth.

They all look pale and exhausted on the corner of their lips is a blood stain. All thanks to the brave stance each of them took trying to suppress the king's beast that has become feral since two full days. The night after he visited the DeHaven maid's room. king Xerxes ended up making another visit to the prince’s room. Unfortunately or fortunately for him,he was not disappointed because the prince possesses the kiss of the devil's star on his nape. A mark that could only be found on his soulmate.

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.

He should not have wasted his time with these two fools. Ghost looked at them, his hideous expression hidden behind the mask. The only thing that could be seen through the mask was his chilling eyes. A single look at them and the three felt as if their souls just left their bodies. This was not Ghost, he was Lucifer himself! Ghost went over to the computer and pressed a few buttons. The door behind Damian was automatically opened. “Go save your wife, I will find the baby!” His voice was low and deep. Unlike his deadly eyes, his voice actually sounded very nice.

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

Demonic Ghost also chimed in. " Ancestor of Evil!" Mo Beitian said softly as his gaze swept across the two of them. When Qing Ji and Demonic Ghost heard the words, their disdainful and dissatisfied faces suddenly froze. The next second, they were almost simultaneously shocked and frowned. For the people of the Devil Tribe, the Ancestor of Evil meant everything. That was their ancestor, their god. In particular, they had been suppressed by the Orthodox Path and could only live in disgrace. For them, Ancestor of Evil was the belief that they could persist through gritted teeth.

I mutter, give him a bow and intend to leave but he holds my elbow just to stop me. However, I snap his hand away from me and said; "I hate you" "Well, I hate you more, stop giving me attitude and get me back to my body" It creeps me out that I'm talking to a ghost. I need to snap out of my delusions immediately before it consumes me. I walk out on him again and this lunatic keeps following me! "I'd make you famous shorty, Everyone would worship you as a god" Don't say a word. Drelia

Someone impossible. A ghost. Angelica.

He nodded slowly, then laid the tile down next to the others. I looked at it. My unease grew, because it looked like a bullfrog crossed with a man. Oddly enough, it looked like . . . The creature from the Black Lagoon. “The ‘Other’ is Chiao, the Water Demon. According to legend he capsized boats, devoured men, and ravished women. He was . . . different from the Sacred Four.” I cleared my suddenly dry and tight throat. “How?” Mr. Trung tipped his head. “The Four exact a price for attempting to reach the Gateway, but they are sacred, honorable, bearing your essence away to be judged accordingly. Chiao is an Abomination. It consumes your very essence, making you part of it for all eternity.”