Fun Ghoul Novels & Stories

One left. She turned, her chest heaving, her knuckles bleeding beneath the crumbling stone armor. The third monster had stopped at the edge of the mud trap. It looked at its dead companions, then looked at the human woman standing amidst the gore. It didn't charge. The chaotic purple light in its eyes began to pulse with a blinding, erratic intensity. The veins on its grey scalp bulged, glowing with toxic, unstable mana. This was no mere brawler. This was a Mana-Ghoul—a creature whose internal magic was so volatile and broken that it was essentially a living bomb.

with its ribs sticking out at all angles and exposed bones everywhere. As I took in their appearance, they smiled at me, making me wonder why I thought it was a good idea to knock on this door. There must have been at least 5 rows of razor sharp teeth in their mouth. The idea of having to fight a ghoul truly did make me nauseous. I straightened my spine and made “eye contact” with them and smiled. “I need to know where I am please.” The ghoul tilted their head and cackled, “Are you new to the underworld or something? How did you even get out this far?”

But it didn't matter to her anymore. "Do you know what you are?" "A Night... Hallow." she answered meekly. "Indeed. But do you know what kind of a Night Hallow you are?" She shook her head. "What is your name?" "Lana." she answered briefly. "Lana. Lana the Ghoul." the male repeated. "A ghoul?" "A phantom. Perhaps you have been associated with the graves before?" the male asked. Lana nodded. "Maybe... when I was alive, I remember working as a gravedigger."

I suppose this means I'm about to have another not-so-pleasant chat with him, just as I did before, during, and after the Mate Ball. He's the one who had held me up after the liminal order arrived Crestbane, and he turned my body to stone so he could interrogate me about the state of Liminal Kaelith’s room, which he said was not in order. A signature behavior of mine. As we pass through the halls, I sense slight tremors in Velthra and know it's because of all the Ghasts there. Most people don't understand much about these creatures. They are like soul eaters and are readily available to feast on anything they find physically in Velthra.

The complete annihilation of the dangerous beasts in the Netherworld. Now, there are no longer any remaining celestial beasts in the Netherworld. They all died that night. The only remaining is ordinary beasts and also, the human error that causes a nightmare for years. The ghouls. These are monsters or undead that were created by the wizards. Their original purpose is necromancy, to revive the dead.

He felt a light breeze on his neck as he looked up and saw Glutton in front of him. Everything went so fast that he couldn't even follow what was happening. Glutton smelled Raia as if there was fresh and delicious meat in front of him. He wanted to bite into his neck, but he restrained himself. "W-what are you?" Raia couldn't help but ask. "What am I?" Glutton became serious but still observed Raia's movements. "As you can see..." he said, moving slightly away from Raia. "I am a ghoul...!!" he shouted loudly. There was no one around to hear them, so Glutton didn't care about the consequences of his actions. Glutton was known as the careless ghoul.

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.

“Yeah, why?” “Nothing. This area looks quite rough.” “Yeah. I guess that’s why it’s called ‘The Hood’. “It sure lives up to its reputation, coupled with the fact that this area makes Atlanta one of the cities with the highest murder rate in the country.” Mike looked at the GPS screen in his car and announced. “We’re almost there.” He took a turn to the left and parked beside a side walk as Kimberly opened the door and walked down the lonely street to a grey one story building apartment.

'The obliviousness of the night is as atrocious as the hour. “So, what do you intend to tell me? That I am a prawn for your non-executed affairs into this human forsaken island.” “I'd like to eat some of those. It's Halloween, lusting after sea food might not be as beneficial as clawing my nails into your skin and drinking every drop of blood from you.” The Ghost humored. “I won't be surprised if you actually do that?” Matt confirmed.

I said as I meet his eyes and I saw the glint of sadness and loneliness as he smiled at me and then turned around to gather his things. When he took his leave, I sat there looking at Cassidy, and for a moment, I let myself feel the familiar sadness and loneliness. Regretting my decision and wish that I could spend more days with Devon, as me, as Hannah, and not us someone else. Suddenly, I felt my heart aching, Lucy's heart seemed to stop beating. I grabbed the arms of the chair as I gasp for air. I breathe in deeply and I calmed for a bit. "Damn, this body is weak. I need to do something fast." I got my mom's phone from her purse and searched for possession of dead bodies. I was horrified b