Ghost Bumps Novels & Stories

A blue wave comes out, and the Goblin screams All the Goblins disappears one by one and the werewolves and vamps starts reappearing. "No!" The Goblin cries, everyone rushes out and starts celebrating My mum and dad run to me giving me lots of kisses, Johnny and his mum reappears with Caleb, I run toward them and I give them both big hugs Goblin was left on the floor crying, I walk toward him "I know how you must feel, and I get it, werewolves and the vampires really hurt you, losing everyone you love, being the last of your kind, must be devastating"

Heat rushes to my head and I lose my rhythm. My legs shake. I stop moving all together. So close, I feel dizzy with the intensity of it. Linc notices and he stops thrusting softly in and out, he switches the tempo. He flexes both fingers in a come hither motion, directly against my g-spot inside of me and my entire body quakes in preparation, I lose all inhibition, my back almost touching the backrest of the passenger's seat.

Period. But a vampire? They just apparently deteriorate into a sack of flesh and then bones after long enough. I was stupid enough to look it up online and instantly regretted it. When I hear the doorknob rattle, it's all I do all I can to get my shit together. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK “Grandma!! Grandma’s here,” Gage shouts, as I lift my head from one wall, and take two steps back to lean it against another.

Suddenly, the rumble outside began to subside, and we heard only the heavy shifting of the giants—no more furious smashing or enraged stomping. Scooting just a little and peeking out from our hiding place, we saw the gorts gathering together in one spot. There were three of them. They stood facing one another, motionless, as if waiting for something. I even thought they might have fallen asleep like that, but Kays didn’t share my opinion and kept me inside our rocky shelter. “If this is what I think it is, we’re about to witness a very interesting process,” the brunette whispers hoarsely into my ear, sending shivers racing down my spine.

I observe the movement of the zombie at the back and wait for the moment where it looks at the back not even a wink can stop my focus, seconds by seconds and the zombie is slowly moving and it turns back! without wasting a moment I suddenly move forward to the horde but *rrrooaarr!!!* there is a zombie in front of me!!! I didn't notice it due to I was too focused on the back zombie "I can't stop my momentum now!!!"- John Carl

My baby is the size of a grape right now and even if my pregnancy is faster than a human's, it still isn’t big enough to give me flutters or even kick. “You’re not human and you can’t leave the Pack.” Low growls – his voice has that cold, demanding tone that Gideon uses when he’s issuing an order. I’m about to turn on him and give him a real piece of my mind when a loud bang and a sorrowful howl fill the air. Low and Ghost are on me in a flash. Low presses against my back and Ghost against my front. I’m completely blocked in; it would be a miracle for anyone to reach me with these two guys boxing me in.

This time he brought his lips to my jaw, kissing down my neck and to my collarbone. I let out a quiet moan, leaning my head back. Connor continued to nibble on the soft spot on my neck. He pulled back for a second, taking me by surprise as he adjusted his placement on the couch, letting out a quiet, "Fuck." I stopped my movement altogether, worry setting in. "Are you okay, Connor? Am I hurting you?" He was out of breath, looking up from our connected bodies to my eyes, "Uh, no, babe. I'm fine, are you?"

As he waved his hands, the long whip shot out and lashed at Zombie Ghost's head, with a mighty force. Bang! Zombie Ghost's head exploded, but the whip did not stop and rushed toward Zombie. Zombie shouted angrily and then lifted his hand to grab the whip. However, the whip evaded his hands, as if it was alive, and lashed at his face instead. Immediately, blood and flesh flew in all directions.

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

She rushed back into her room to get a nice and sobering bath. As she unbuttoned her shirt, she gasped in fright when she found red marks on her neck, collarbone, chest, and stomach. It looked like mosquito bites but it was not itchy. It also looked like bruises but it doesn’t hurt. "My God, what is happening to me?" she gasped in the mirror as she took off her trousers and examined her entire body. Her eyes widened in disbelief when she saw the same thing on her back and her thighs. Her body trembled badly. ‘What is happening? Chickenpox or food allergies?’