Falling Ghost Novels & Stories

"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."

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.

A listening bug. I felt sick. Jillian turned to the guard. “Has anyone touched it?” “No, sir.” He inspected it, eyes darkening. “This tech isn’t cheap.” Joseph walked in behind us, already in a sharp suit. “We traced the signal.” Jillian didn’t look away from the bug. “And?” “It’s coming from somewhere in the city. Abandoned high-rise.” “Get the car,” Jillian said. “What’s going on?” I asked. Jillian looked at me, his face unreadable.

Therefore, he had the courage of a hero and was not afraid to fight against wild ghosts, even if it meant risking his life. Little did they know that the wild ghosts had been diligently practicing and their skills had greatly improved over the years. Sir North Ghost had just experienced another battle, and although his momentum was fierce, he gradually became no match for the Ghost King. The wild ghost finally used the internal dan, and Sir North Ghost was defeated. His body was thrown high up and then fell down weightlessly. Nathan saw ghost fighting for the first time and felt extremely frightened. He didn't know if Sir North Ghost would fall from such a high place and turn into minced mea

No wonder Scar seemed like he was out of breath. "What are you trying to do?" Ghost questioned, taking a few steps inside. She moved back quickly, taking a stiff breath. He stopped, but his gaze stayed on her. "I'd rather die than be your slut." She confessed venomously. "I've had it with this hellish treatment. No more. I'd rather end it here." "Hey, don't…please. That's gonna make things even messier." Scar tried to reason with her. Ghost had said she was unstable and that was exactly the right word for her.

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!"

Faelon watched as the woman's ghost flew across the floor and the reaper jumped up and caught her in his hands. "I must get that stupid bitch," the spirit groaned eerily. "Shut the fuck up!" Atlas grunted and cursed as the woman struggled against his hold. "Some help here," Atlas groaned and Faelon wrapped his large hand around the ghost's throat and let his hellfire release a tiny bit. It stunned the spirit enough for Atlas to send it to the hole that formed in the floor. Inky black hands rose from the abyss and grasped the spirit. Atlas let go and the ghost wailed out as she was dragged below.