Fun Ghoul Novels & Stories

Now Michael did turn around, throwing his glass to the floor by Summer's feet as he did so. "How the fuck could that be?" He growled storming forward. "I plan on figuring it out tomorrow." Exhaustion laced Summer's words. "It would seem Golden Ridge is tired of living." "What?" Michael's tone was cold as ice. "They've been receiving information and goods from the mole." Summer responded. "Don't worry I've already set Gustavo and Stefen on the job of taking care of the mole. Golden Ridge will be receiving a present tomorrow morning."

A cold dread, sharper than the chill in the air, shot up from the soles of my feet. The patch of shadow in the corner began to writhe unnaturally, coalescing into a denser form. A human silhouette, darker than the darkness around it, slowly detached itself from the wall. It was tall and gaunt, its entire form wreathed in an impenetrable, smoky blackness. The air grew still and heavy, as if the room itself was holding its breath. Then, a voice, cold and utterly devoid of emotion, sounded not in my ears, but directly in my mind.

Hair, long and filthy, braided so tight it made their faces even more horrifying. From their ears hung thick black hoops. From their wrists and ankles, blue bracelets with gold incriptions glowed faintly. Adem’s voice shook. “What the hell are those things—” “Ghouls,” Aziz spat. “Cursed forever for eating human flesh. Don’t wait. Kill them before they reach you!” “They don’t actually… eat people?.” I said in disbelief. I waited for someone to correct me. When no body did, my stomach dropped.

They are faster, stronger, and heal quicker and do not age because of blood magic. The most important thing about ghouls is that they have no souls and can only eat from humans or animals. This is why they are known as Blood eaters. Their skin is dark, and their eyes are gray with black teeth. Ghouls live in groups or alone. There is a rule that all ghouls must obey and follow. "Our main problem is the Epsilons we have to deal with, and first, we have to retrieve the body of True Alpha Alparic from Dr. Boris's research lab," Alpha Altan tells him of his plan.

I saw Eric as three of the beings tackled him to the ground and I concentrated on them first. “Brenna,” I said as I locked eyes with one of them and I felt the cold dread in my soul. His eyes were lifeless and black, his skin was pale like a corpse that had been dead for some time. His nails were long and he had fangs instead of teeth. ‘Watch out for their bite, that’s how they fight,’ I said in everyone’s heads. ‘What are they?’ Slade asked. ‘Ghouls,’ I said. We were on the attack and I saw the ghouls go down easily but to my utter shock they stood up again after a few minutes of being killed. The only ones that remained dead were the ones I had burned.

Ahead were huge iron plates in the shape of the doors tied together with steel wires and inside was a weeping voice heard. "Release me now." There was a loud growl heard and the next second was the desperate whimper of Stella. "I'm jabbed inside these huge iron plates Benjamin, please release me. Break these iron ropes, shatter the locks and smash these steel strings wrapped around me. Come on release me." The volcanic violent road brought shivers down Benjamin's spine. A MAN WHO DIES WITH VENGEANCE BECOMES AND STAYS A GHOST, UNLESS THE SOUL TAKES ITS REVENGE.

Ghoul Ghoul is a monster from ancient Arabia, it is said that this monster is also written in the Koran (don't know, never read about it). At first Ghoul was thought of as a Jinn, but as time went on, Ghoul was more often depicted as a kind of zombie or vampire. Ghoul is a creature that lives in the desert and preys on travelers besides that Ghoul also often destroy tombs and prey on corpses. See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

The student glanced up but saw nothing above. Gildeon did. Ghulik was up there, clinging to the ceiling like some grotesque insect. Thick strings of saliva dangled from his gaping maw. He’d doubled in size. Veins bulged beneath his pale gray skin, pulsing like trapped worms. His eyes glowed crimson, the pupils now gone. ‘Ghulik!’ Gildeon called out, telepathically. Nothing. The goblin didn’t flinch. Its gaze darted across the crowd below, scanning for the next victim.

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

A ghoul—a smoky, semi-corporeal horror with glowing red eyes and clawed hands—materialized from the shadows and slammed into him. He grunted in pain as his back connected hard with the carriage, the breath knocked from his lungs. The cube clattered to the ground but continued its ominous pulse. The ghoul, joined by a second, shambled toward him. The mayor, witnessing this, screamed, and the few townsfolk nearby scattered.