Falling Ghost Novels & Stories

I lean over and give him a peck on the cheek, careful not to put any weight onto his mending bones. “Milo, I know the doctors want to convince us otherwise, but I think Yee Naaldlooshii really pulled our spirits out of our bodies. Or… me, at least. Maybe he tried to do it to you too, but I kind of think you just got caught into… whatever he used to pull me in.” “Like… a portal to nowhere… kinda?” “Kinda?” I think about it. “That makes the most sense to me.” Milo is silent for a long moment. “Ghost thinks I got sucked in because you got sucked in. Since our spirits are fated to be together. He doesn’t remember anything after I started to feel like I was falling.”

Vincent's scream pierced the darkness as he fell, his claws swiping at empty air. His body twisted in mid-air, feeling weightless while shadows tightened around him like chains. The ghost’s voice taunted him, deep and harsh. "You fall, fox. Because you don’t resist gravity. You belong here." Vincent let out a roar, desperately trying to summon fire, but no flames emerged. His golden eyes shone brightly against the dark backdrop. “Camela!” he yelled, his voice cracking. “Please respond!”

The waterfall was surrounded by high hilly rocks and a field of pinkish shrubs clouded the air with a sweet scent. Roy looked around the place and felt an unknown tug towards the pool of water at the bottom of the waterfall. The fog evaporating from the pool of water made the grasses near the banks―look crystalline with residues of dew drops. Roy stepped forward and met with a mysterious sight. On the bank, was standing another figure in white robes and the figure's light shaded hair dripped with water―as if the person just took a dip.

December brought the first snow. Thick, feathery flakes drifted from the sky to form a thin layer on my gravestone. I heard footsteps in the distance. They grew louder as the visitor approached. Marcus wiped the snow off my gravestone and placed a bouquet of dark red roses before it. Then, he got on his knees before my gravestone and lowered his head without saying anything. He remained like that for such a long time that the snow piled on his shoulders instead. Finally, he spoke. "Renee, I know you don't want to see me, but let me be selfish once more. I promise this is the last time I'll be here."

They weren’t about to let me marr that by building cell towers on the mountains that separate my kingdom from my brother’s. But, a cell phone would be fantastic at a time like this. I whirl toward Ryatt, my mate, my husband, and the love of my life, and ball my hands into fists. “Ryatt,” I say as steadily as possible, “why are the Ghosts in Crescent Falls?” Ryatt swallows hard, his jaw tensing as he looks into the whirling depths of the magic mirror at my back. Isaac is already gone from view, and so is Alpha King Jaxon of Tarisan.

“You still have time to worry about each other. Let’s think about that once we get back home.” “You are right. Let’s go back. Can you remember the way out?” Lance lifted his chin and said, “Of course. What do you take me for?” “A man who almost lost his consciousness after seeing a ghost.” “Hey! That… It’s your fault. Why were you crawling in the ground by the way? That was creepy.” “I did not crawl. I fell.” “With your hair down?” “That’s because of gravity! Have you ever seen a person fall with her hair turning upward?”

They have been gossiping for too long that they forgot about their work. "Ah. Watch where you're going". She said before staring up at the person she bumped into. "G…. Gh…. Ghost!". She yelled out in horror before falling on the ground and then moving backwards away from Hannah that stood in front of her. "Where is the ghost?". Hannah, who was clueless, searched around her.

She sniffed, walking inside, feeling a bit depressed that she didn’t get that hug. Selena walked after her, bombarding her with questions, “What happened? Why didn’t you call me? How can you be so careless? Was that why you went to the hospital?!” “I fell down.” Cassandra mumbled, throwing herself on the couch, staring up to see the cat’s tail sashaying from the ceiling fan. She also noticed how the lamp of the fan was missing.

Yes, I knew it! When the bottle had fell from Sky’s hand, I heard it click against something. It could have been anything, maybe it hit some wall before falling, but my guts shouted that there was a ground beneath the stairs. I guess watching late night thrillers and adventure series did help a little. I stood on my feet and looked up to see the ghosts floating over the top, not entering the ground. Why did they not enter? I noticed how none of the Demonic birds tried to get inside the hole either, because they could have easily pulled me down.

Olivia was about to ask the deity when a powerful suction blocked her voice and pulled her into an endless black hole. At the same time, the 9th space began to be like a broken glass gradually cracked… The space changed rapidly after then… Another light appeared and vanished the whole 9th space. There was nothing left. Only a small, gentle light remained.