Falling Ghost Novels & Stories

Then, retaining his searing gaze, she delicately ran her fingertip through the remaining fluid and sucked it between her lips with a soft gasp. "You're going to find I'm full of surprises, Mr. Blackwood," she said with pleasure. "Do try to keep up." His sculpted features burst with raw, flaming hunger, indicating that this would not be a typical business transaction. Isabelle suspected, for better or worse, that she had struck a deal with the devil himself. He settled on the sofa opposite her with his muscular form and devoured her with a molten gaze, giving her the exciting sensation of having just stepped into the abyss. And she may be consumed by it.

Daisy's screams and constant banging on the door echoed through the storage room. The sound of footsteps from behind reached her ears amid her frantic efforts. Her heart rate increased, and a shiver ran down her spine. Without turning around, her thoughts raced to a surreal conclusion: it had to be a ghost. Her imagination ran wild in the darkness as her fear intensified, the footstep fell ominously closed “Genie please don’t hurt me” Daisy trembling voice quivered in the dark room “I just want to go out” “Shut up, you idiot”

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

he answers in a bored tone, like I should’ve known this already. Like he had already told me about it, and I chose to forget. Like he didn’t just let me get thrown into a literal survival test without any information whatsoever. But in the midst of my guide-loathing, something he said strikes me. “What do you mean “including the literal ones”?” Allison throws me a crazy look, but thankfully, doesn't say anything. “What do you think I mean?” Are ghosts supposed to be sarcastic and rude? “I am not a ghost.” He grimaces. “Calling me that would reduce my existence to the form of a mere soul. I have never been a mortal.”

I will be the storm that clears the board. I reach the top of the landing. I look down into the dark foyer. Goodbye, Graziella, I think. The Ghost is dead. The Queen has to rise now.

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 cushion from his lap fell to the ground with an inaudible thud. What the hell did he do?

“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.