Falling Ghost Novels & Stories

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.

"He was taking too much time. All I needed was their help, and it wasn't very hard to get considering the fact that you've always treated them like shit." The guards standing around him nodded in agreement. Ghost lay on the floor still, drops of tears etched around the corner of his eyes. "I'm sorry," Ghost stared at the guards. "Tell my daughter I love her. I really do." The guards nodded and watched as he coughed frantically. "This is sickening," Calisté muttered and forged a sword from the air. "Last words?" "I'm losing." Ghost snapped his fingers and his body went up in flames.

He lowered his head and had his lips on her neck, giving it a light kiss. Jennet shivered badly after hearing his sexy husky voice. The female ghost was a male ghost? But, she could not pry her eyes away as she stared at the reflection in the glass; engraving his beautiful appearance in her mind. "Hu... Hue..." her lips trembled as she muttered the name. Her heart pounded madly. She tried to move but was powerless. "Yes..." the blond spoke softly in her ear and kissed her neck lightly while inhaling her scent. Jennet could not contain the fear anymore and her eyes rolled upward. She collapsed to the floor; losing consciousness.

she mumbles softly cleaning off the tears cascading down her cheeks. "I don't remember doing anything to you. If it's about our night together then I'm sorry. It was never meant to happen. I lost control and even apologized before you suddenly disappeared." The female whirls and stares intently at him. "You told your friends to rape and murder me." "Me? You're a ghost?" He asks at once shivering. "Yes, I'm a ghost. And I'm here to kill you cause you are the only one remaining." "But I didn't do such. Please believe me."

Cassy mounted to her feet and shuffled to the center. The red recliners stimulated from their position, enclosing her from the three sides but still far away. A fountain broke open from their middle and she showered in chilly blood. From head to toe; scalp to nerves! She vomited three peculiar insects. They tiptoed into the recliners as she tested to scuttle in the space between them. “Ahh…,” she bellowed in grief. Nothing hurt her more than the duplicitous acts. A gusting wind collided with her fragile body and she fell on her side. Particles of stones circulated around the room; they paused over the recliners mingling with the dirty insects at a terrific speed. The shadows awakened and too

said Ghost when Yume had still been in the church earlier. “The person I’ll end up falling for…? Who could that be? Actually… It… couldn’t be him, right? The person they refer to as Mr. Crawford…?” Shaking his head, Ghost then replied, “Quite unfortunately so…” “Unfortunately? Now why would you say that?” “While it states here that you’ll definitely end up falling for him, he won’t love you in return! It’s just a sad ending since both of you will never be together!” explained Ghost before sighing.

Wearing clothes I can't afford. My phone buzzes. Unknown number. I almost don't open it. But something makes me click. **Day one and you're already failing. This is going to be fun to watch.** My blood goes cold. I look around the empty room. Who sent this? How do they know what happened today? I try to reply. Message fails to send. Number doesn't exist. I stare at my phone. Someone's watching me. And I have no idea who.

But the ground was shifting beneath her feet, and the walls were beginning to crumble. “No,” she said, voice steady despite the pounding in her chest. “If we retreat now, the ghost wins. I’m going in.” Marco’s eyes narrowed. “It’s a trap. This place could collapse any second.” Riccardo looked at her, an unspoken agreement passing between them. “We cover you. Move.” Camilla sprinted forward, her boots pounding against the cracked concrete. The ghost’s tendrils — digital and spectral — snaked out from the servers, aiming to ensnare her, dragging her into a virtual abyss.