Eli James Ghost Whisperer Novels & Stories

"Wha-? G-phone has an AI too?" Laura raised a brow. AI? Did this geek really think that an AI would be this intelligent? Was he living in a fantasy world? "No, I have a name. It's Laura and to be more precise, I'm currently an e-ghost. That means I am dependent on your power source in the phone and cannot leave the phone until I level up enough. For your information, this isn't a programmed back story, don't look at me like that. I'm a real human... was a real human anyway. I died many years back, I think."

She turned to Elias, who was sitting across from her, his expression inscrutable. “Elias,” she said, her voice trembling. “I saw something… someone who looked exactly like me. She was standing on a cliff, whispering your name.” Elias’s eyes flickered with something that might have been a surprise or concern, but he quickly masked it with a calm demeanor. “Nyxterra is a place of echoes and shadows,” he said carefully. “It reflects the remnants of memories and emotions that have been lost or buried. It’s not uncommon for people to encounter visions of themselves or those they have known.”

The following day, I ventured out again, determined to reconnect with Brodie. This time, I pushed past the familiar two-mile marker. When I finally made the connection, it came too easily—almost alarmingly so. I refrained from speaking, choosing instead to simply sit in the silence and listen. But the quiet was unnerving. All I could hear was the relentless whisper of the wind, swirling around me like a ghost in a desolate landscape. It felt eerily still wherever Brodie was. I concentrated harder, pushing deeper into our connection, striving to see the world through his eyes.

The whispers were no longer a terrifying presence, but their absence felt unnaturally hollow. A young woman named Elara, named in honor of the wise guardian who had fought alongside Kairos, approached Lyra with a hesitant smile. "Elder Lyra," she greeted, her voice laced with concern. "You seem troubled. Is something wrong?" Lyra sighed, her gaze sweeping across the seemingly peaceful scene. "It's nothing specific, Elara," she murmured. "Just a nagging feeling. We haven't encountered a whisper in decades. Isn't that…strange?"

"You can have half of my burger. Kairav told me you were reading about myths and folklore in the library. Do you have any spooky stories to tell?" "Hmm..." she gave it some thought for a moment. "I have visited several fortune tellers now. But there was this one. She didn't really look like a fortune teller, though. She claimed that she was a witch. I didn't say anything; I didn't tell her about all the things that were bothering me or what answers I was looking for, because it seemed like she already knew everything. She didn't say anything for a long time, and I almost got up to leave until she started chanting something and then told me that I would find what I'm looking for in the land t

The fact is that if I will be seen by such creature my demise would be imminent. It was rather odd that En was quite in this whole endeavor. He might be trying to contact the powerful being in order to help me or he’s just busy with trying to block the maddening whispers that were trying to invade my mind. I scratched my ears as the insistent buzzing due to the miasma made my ear itchy, like listening to an ASMR but instead of sweet nothings all you could hear were maddening screams of those who were taken and there urge to join them in there maddening cacophony.

After what he said he turned away and left her office. Catherine looked at Liam walking away and called his name but he didn’t look back. Her heart was still throbbing from Liam’s appearance, she paused for a moment, and she put out her phone and then called someone. After a few seconds the other person answered and then she said, “Stop your search for Liam. He has visited me personally... It’s because all of you have a brain the size of a pea!” Then hung up her phone.