Eric Cartman Ghost Novels & Stories

Carl was wise and sharp to know that something was going on when he disappeared. Carl met a lot of ghosts and demons in different stages- such as ghosts one step away from becoming a demon, fully demonized souls, and half demonized souls- a lot of times due to the nature of his position in the haunted mansion. So Carl could tell the demon's breath in Lucas long ago. But because Carl treated Lucas sincerely as his friend, he did not report it to anyone in the haunted mansion and kept it to himself. He doesn't want to witness his friend being treated as their backup food.

Someone shouted. "It is indeed a ghost shadow!" "I didn't think I'd be lucky enough to see it!" Unexpectedly, they were able to see the long-vanished 'Ghost Shadow' on a racing track in America! Nate was even so excited that he jumped up! He would go to all the racing races around the world, and he liked Ghost Shadow's car skills. Wild, domineering, and invincible on the racing track. He couldn't stop the excitement inside him and hugged and kissed Eric next to him.

I rushed to him when I saw that blood had covered Malachi's face but Carter didn't have any intention of stopping as Malachi was hell bent on riling him up. "Is that all you've got?" Malachi said followed my a loud laugh. Carter raised his fist to hit Malachi but suddenly, he stopped halfway and held onto his chest. "Ah," He groaned, his face contorting in pain. "C..Carter?" I called, fear enveloping me. At first, Malachi looked confused but then he pushed Carter off him and he glanced behind, a smile resting on his lips. I followed the direction of his gaze only to spot a figure behind him. On first glance, I could tell it wasn't a human or a wolf like us. It was a spiritual being.

He started counting off the death toll in town over the last month, starting with the two at East Coast Green and ending with the groundskeeper. "Cracka's huh?... Casper and his friendly ghosts are just a bunch a Twilight scum bags, nothing more and nothing less," I said angrily feeling manipulated by the ride, the song, and his remarks. He was close to getting me to spill but I held back. I needed to stay one step ahead of all of it, had to. It was now becoming life or death. "That's right. You got his'try there, man... Ain't that right, hillbilly?"

“It was by the corner of the building. A shape, encased in white, like a reverse shadow. It was dressed in old school buckskins and carried a flintlock rifle, reminded me of those old movies about Davy Crockett. It looked around, pointed, raised its gun and vanished. After that the people stopped. They threw a bucket of water and a few bottles of bleach over the fire. “Bleach?” “It was something white from bleach bottles, so I assumed it was. But that isn’t the point. I went back there several times at night and I never saw them again. They might’ve missed the ‘ghost’, we’ll call it that for lack of a better word, but I’ve never forgotten. That’s why I picked the place as our gaming spot. Ho

Me: “Your hands are on my boobs. AGAIN.” He jerked his hands back, throat clearing as he sat upright. Aaron: “I’m so sorry.” Me: “You said you weren’t scared!” He pouted, eyes big. Aaron: “I’m not! I just… hate loud noises.” I stared at him blankly. Me: “Sure, nerd.” The ghost slaughtered the last character as the credits rolled. Aaron: “Wait—they all die?!” I yawned. Me: “Uh… that’s literally what we just watched.”

He said while moving towards me , i started moving backwards because i didn't want him to get too close to me. "What do you want from me ?" I asked. "Wow nice question, i just want to replace you" he said and then he disappeared, i looked around but i didn't see him, i remembered that Mr Franklin said he was a ghost. "But why me?" I asked, although he was not visible but i knew he was around. "Because i am you" he said and appeared in my back. "I swear to God i will shut you off" i said in anger. "Are you crazy , you can't kill a ghost boy!" He yelled and laughed.

That had been the one and only time Patty knew of that the entire town pulled together. Carter and Patty had been beat up by Marty’s henchman, Ghost. Patty would never forget that night she was working at the switchboard. She had just got off the radio with the fire department in the next county when she saw Ghost’s reflection in the glass behind her. She screamed for Carter and reached for the panic button, but Ghost was too fast for her. The last thing she remembered was a foot flying up to her face.

she said with a smile and a look in her eyes which screamed malice. “We just have to see then”. Kieran would have attacked, but he was smart and he would go charging into battle without a plan. And there was also a scratching sound. He could see talon marks scratching the floor boards. They belonged to a bird of some sort, but he really couldn’t see anything. “You’re meant to know this Kieran. You can’t actually see my friends. They’re shadows” and Kieran looked to the wall and he could see a giant bird really close to Veronica, if that was really her name.

I sat there for a long time, trying to digest everything. It turned out my ghost housemate used to be a legend at the company that I now worked at. I shut my laptop, my feelings all tangled up. I asked, "So, you're only stuck here because of the car accident… Is that it?" After a long silence, Ivy's voice echoed faintly in my head. It was soft and almost drifting. "It wasn't an accident." My heart lurched. Before I could ask anything else, her voice faded away.