Ghost Books Novels & Stories

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

Amanda tried to copy her decency, she craned her neck, as she skimmed her carefully. Mercy tittered and gushed. “don’t worry I will teach you.” She crooned Angela could barely hear them, her eyes looked at the stairs, she barely paid attention at them. She waited for them eagerly. they walked in; Melina marched on her hounds making a sharp click-clack as they walked down the stairs. Mercy looked mortified as she spoke to them. ‘‘it’s my mom, she loves wearing hounds, you will get used to the sound.’’ Her face said it all; she was pissed with that atmosphere; it must be really eating her up.

, 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"

I slowly revealed the answer to Shadow: "Celeste installed surveillance in the dorm. Every move you make is under her watch. She didn't even tell me about it. I had no idea, and naturally, you wouldn't either. You tried to fool me, but here's the truth: As soon as you left, Celeste woke me up. She never went home. Guess what we were doing?" I could hear Shadow's breathing grow frantic. I took my time with the final blow. "I've always believed that the way to get rid of you is by preventing you from returning to my body. Holding you down and not letting you return to my body doesn't work, so we're trying a second method. What if you can't find me? Celeste and I aren't in the dorm anymore." Th

After a long time, Murong Cheng ground his back teeth and asked them, "After returning to the ghost village, what if you can't find a method?" Fearing that Murong Cheng would be angry with the village people, Old Ghost Huang busily voiced out, "This ghost is no longer an ordinary little ghost! It can take over a person's body, eat away a person's soul, and hide in an ordinary person's body to make people defenseless! There are countless ways to drive it away and scare it, but it's not easy to get rid of it completely! Otherwise, why don't ghost repellers call themselves ghost killers? Why don't ghost hunters call themselves ghost killers? Because it is too difficult! ...... From a physical p

She put down the picture and ran to the sofa, her eyes sparkling with hope. “Mommy, you’re being lazy again! I’m going back to our old home to get the music box. Then, I can wake you up!” Seeing her determined to leave, I instinctively reached out for an umbrella, wanting to remind her that it was raining outside. Alas, my hand passed right through her body! In that instant, I suddenly remembered—I was dead. I could never protect her like before.

"Wait. I need to know. Why did, uhm, whatever, carelessly pick me?" "Go back." The woman wasn't paying her any attention. She kept on plucking cowries and attaching them to her head. "What is he? Oh, don't answer that one. He's a ghost. I know that. Why is he in that state? No, no, why can I see him? Why can l feel his touch, ghosts can't do that, can they? What does he need me for?" The old woman stopped her scaly hands from further movements and stared directly at Geneva through her foggy eyes that obviously saw clearly.

Even so, he’d refused to dismount until she was taken away. He’d hoped to have a clearer idea of just what was happening to the cook’s boss as he entered the camp, but he couldn’t move past the pain and sorrow of the spirits that haunted it. That’s why he decided to purify them and send them on their way. Only then would he have a clear channel to the evil that was destroying the man they called Ian. Now, seeing the naked demon woman fighting the flames to get to them, he understood. He was dealing with a demon succubus, not a restless spirit. Demons are often attracted to the darkness of locations where mass death and trauma took place.

Christopher and Zyter exchanged a fierce glance, their determination unshakeable. Suddenly, the tranquility shattered as the Blood Ghosts emerged from the darkness. They materialized before the hunters, their red eyes glowing with malice. The sight sent shivers down Christopher's spine, but he steadied himself, gripping his sword tightly. The Ghosts were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless.

After two years of working at Sensationalism, she still had not found the answer to her eyes. The prayer was still repeated. The host said that they have to pray three times for the game to work. This made Roxanne quieter. She knew she was the one who felt the coldest here. Ghosts appeared more in paintings, windows and walls. There was an oddity that intrigued Roxanne. The spirits here die for only three main reasons: hanging, drowning, and burning to death. Roxanne looked around the room for an oddity but to no avail. She also discovered that the spirits were getting closer and closer to her. “Hey, come back here. Standing next to this lady is very comfortable,” the maid spirit waved at th