Ghost Books For Adults Novels & Stories

"I've seen a few. I know there are different kinds of hauntings. Some ghosts are really just...echoes, I guess, of some traumatic event. Those just repeat the same actions over and over, which rules you out since we're having a lucid conversation. Others are spirits who've chosen, for good or evil, to remain on this plane for some reason, whether it's protecting their descendants, guarding a sacred site or seeking revenge. Finally, there's the type who are here with unfinished business. My guess is you fall into that category since you asked me for help." "I do. You know a lot for such a young man." "Not so young. I'll be thirty-five on Halloween." He stepped out of his chair. "Can you sit?

Missy could not tolerate herself listening to anymore of his theories she had to scream out to stop it. However, the latter doesn’t seem to be the obedient one as he continued rambling on how ghost are suppose to have money because there is suppose to be a ghost life. “Or what if they actually have money but it is totally different like it is in real life. What if those rich people that die and didn’t ascend or get reincarnated to a new planet becomes a ghost, it is then reversed and they would now be poor. While the opposite people that also died and didn’t get reincarnated becomes a rich ghost. What do you think the ghost life is going to be like, I mean do they get horny? And if they do h

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!"

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.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

My heart is furiously beating as I type the word nonhuman. Many articles pop up so I just click on the first one. There are so many definitions. Sirens,witches, vampires , demons and yes, Angels are there too. Apparently the term is used to describe people who are not exactly humans, people with unusual gifts or powers. The following article says nonhumans are just a myth and that no such thing exists. One says they were real during the eighteenth century but we're destroyed and are now extinct. I keep on reading and even click on the images. The images are a bit scary and definitely not human. The thought that I could be one of those things is more than scary.

A few of the more fragile pieces appeared, cracked or broken. “Eddie, I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened here. I don’t have pets for this reason. I promise you, I didn’t do this.” Hailey looked about the room and picked up a miniature Victorian sofa with its broken leg. She’d fallen in love with the little thing and now harboured the wish to have a full-sized version one day. “I know you didn’t. This isn’t about us. I think it’s between the spirits and the fae. There’s something very odd going on. People have come into the inn to speak with Gabby over the last few days. Many of them with messages from ghosts.”

, is not like I can cross all the ghosts over before Mr black gets to them One thing for sure once ghost touches human blood they can't cross over which allows Mr black to suck up all their energy Which makes them turn into dust "Hey, what are you thinking about?" Blondie said walking in on me I clean my tears "what are you doing in here?" "It's the girls bathroom dumb, also wanted to check on you, are you okay?" "I thought you didn't care, you shoved me not too long ago" She sighs "I know and I'm sorry, just this whole thing is crazy and I'm not gonna lie it's messing with my mind, but don't worry about that, I am right here for you, and I am not going anywhere"