Freaky Ghost Novels & Stories

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

My voice bounced around the tiny apartment, thick with rage I couldn't hold back. The ceiling light started going berserk, flickering on and off wildly. A chill shot up my spine, sharper and deeper than ever before. In the corner, a patch of shadow began to twist and ripple, gathering into one spot. A human-shaped silhouette, darker than the darkness around it, slowly peeled itself out of the shadows. The figure was tall and slender—it was a woman's outline wrapped in an indistinct shroud of black mist. There was no wind, but it felt like the air had been sucked from the room in an instant. Then, an icy, emotionless voice rang out. It wasn't in my ears, but directly inside my head.

In the darkness, my foot struck something, and I nearly tumbled down the stairs. "What's that?" I caught myself as a heavy reek of blood filled my nose. I pulled out my phone to light the way. One glance and my blood ran cold. It was the fake officer's body. He was dead. My stomach lurched, and I retched. His eyes were wide, and he was slumped against the wall, utterly still. Blood covered him, especially across the chest, and his clothes were almost black. I must've stepped on his outstretched foot and nearly fallen. I fought down a wave of nausea, lifted my phone for light, and stepped closer to see how he'd died.

Felix just gazed at her, as he nodded. She continued, "And, after those demises, haunting is believed to be continued. Seeing apparitions and figures of persons, hearing disembodied voices and sometimes even woman's crying sounds. These all are the claims that people stated. Now, It's our time to investigate it." "Hmm!" "So? are you ready? Felix?" "Of course!" he smiled. Celia smiled back as she saw how Felix was fine and wasn't a bit nervous at all. "I like your spirit Felix boi!" Alex who kept listening to their conversation since the beginning ruffled his hair from behind, causing him to turn back.

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her

A few young maids were covering their mouths. Frost immediately got up, and then she came to the front of a full-length mirror at a corner of the hall to take a look. She did not know better before taking a look. As soon as she saw herself, Frost jumped in shock. She actually blurted out, “Gosh! Who is this scary troll? Just like a ghost! Ghost!”

She'd lectured Carlie at length about the mystical tribe and their bride quests. Supposedly, the Moon Ghosts could change themselves into jaguars, and using their stealth, stole girls as brides, leaving behind riches in their place. It would make a great movie, but Carlie was a realist. "Who are you and what do you want?" she asked, not expecting an answer. And she didn't technically get one, unless the little voice in her head counted. But it only said four words. To make you ours. It was the visual afterward, though, that sucked the breath right out of her. Panting, sweaty, limbs sliding over limbs, three bodies intertwined.

Of her heart continued walking through its alarming frantic beating, she might discover herself suddenly dead from a heart attack. " My name is Zach and my memories are foggy, that is the only thing I can remember about myself. " the ghost replied " What are you doing here. " Maisie asked " I don't know. One minute I was seating in a food court the next I was here. " the ghost shrugged as he settled down back on the couch which he got up from when the owner of the house he was staying in shouted that he should show himself. She straightens as she continues her questioning. " what are you. "

"Custard, I love you, but you are doing to ruin the dress." 'Master! Spirit.' He spoke to me urgently. Custard was looking to his right and I followed his gaze. There, at the corner of the hallway and passed the weapon's room, stood a man with red hair. I couldn't fully see his face because it was a blur. And his body was transparent enough that I understand what Custard was saying. I stood frozen on my spot as I took a step back. "Nate? Nate!" I quickly ran and started rattling the door. "There's a ghost! There's a ghost!" I screamed and looked at the spirit. It was still there and looking at me. I was kicking and punching the door at this point. "NATHANIEL!" I screamed and stopped when som