Ghost Bumps Novels & Stories

I push a careful reinforcement structure into the integration point through the gap. The deteriorating connection steadies. Not fixed. Stabilized. Buys probably three weeks instead of four days. I stand up. Something bumps against my leg. I look down. A small spirit beast — about knee height, round-bodied, with blue-grey fur and two sets of eyes, one pair on each side of its head — has pushed through a gap in the paddock boundary that apparently my proximity to the formation created when I redistributed the output. It looks up at me. I look at it.

Phoebe whispered, her fingers dinging into her skin. Phoebe raised her chin, her eyes were half-shut. Suddenly, Mr. Grim reaper appeared behind us. “Well, well, well. What do we have here? Hiding something?” With one push, he pulled me away from Phoebe due to the effect of the wolfsbane. I tried to stand up, but my legs felt like stones glued to the ground. “Let’s see those eyes, shall we?” He said, drawing Phoebe closer to him. My body trembled, my heart racing faster than a motorcycle.

Every step tightened the pressure behind his sternum, pulling him deeper. “You always hated this place,” Vex’s voice echoed suddenly, smooth and amused. “Said it smelt like ghosts.” Riven stopped. The voice came from everywhere and nowhere—reverberating through tunnels, bleeding through walls. “Funny thing,” Vex continued. “Turns out ghosts don’t leave. They just change shape.” Riven’s jaw set. “Show yourself.” Laughter rippled through the dark. Lights flickered to life one by one, revealing a massive junction chamber ahead—old control panels, broken signal boards, and cables hanging like exposed veins.

The younger males whined and paced faster, getting agitated. She turned around and got on her hands and knees, backing up until her ass pressed against the mesh. Ghost didn’t hesitate. He mounted her through the barrier, his front paws scraping the concrete as he tried to get closer. His cock was already out, red and slick, jabbing against her. On the third try he found her opening and drove in.

EMBER Not a roll this time, but an explosive crack that shook the apartment hard enough to rattle the lights and punch the breath clean out of her lungs. The floor jolted. Something above them groaned, wood complaining in a language too old to argue with. Ghost moved instantly. He shifted his stance, turning his body without thinking and placing her fully against his chest, one arm braced over her shoulders and the other tight at her waist, shielding her, grounding her, angling himself between her and the ceiling like he could personally negotiate with gravity.

The goblins, small and green, with cystic acne like texture marring their faces and sharp teeth which they sunk into other goblins, ripping apart their meat. There were about a hundred, all huddled together, all feasting on their companions. Alexis could only barely stop the gag in her throat, her breakfast threatened to come back out. Hector also looked displeased while Adam looked excited, pleased to get into action. She assumed it was because of the lack of food around here and that made her even more uncomfortable, because in essence, they were food. Thankfully, since the distracted goblins didn’t noticed the new comers, Adam had plenty of time to launch a full range electricity attack,

I cut the call and rub the back of my neck. “Shut up. What’s that sound?” Ghost whispers. “What sound?” I listen more carefully. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Swagga backing up and his fur bristles. His low growl floats through the air, making everyone look more uncomfortable. The sound of ice cubes clinks in the distance. It turns into ice crackling, then escalates to the higher pitch of glass breaking into spiderwebs. “EVERYONE GET BACK!”

Gary says as the heavy winds blew his hair, his voice is not clearly audible because of the noisy vehicle down the road. Ghost now has some hard thinking right now, as he moves floating slowly on the air like some wizard, he does not want to leave his friend here and so he comes up with a plan, he starts backing up, his hands still on fire and this makes the other wolves strong again, they can now move easily, they all point their guns at him as they slowly walks towards him to match him out.

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.

Declan looked hurt by my words. “Speaking of why I’m back so soon, what the hell? First the creepy guy in the street, then I come home to a trashed house, my best friend went home, my parents tell me that I’ve been gone for three days!” I ranted. I was probably red in the face. By the end of my rant, Talia had a worried look on her face, and Declan looked angry. “Okay, you may want to have a seat, there’s a lot to unpack here.” Talia motioned for me to follow her down the stairs, into the garden. “Why are we going down here to talk?” I asked Talia, still being suspicious. “We need to have this conversation in private.” Declan said, coming up from behind us. I stood there, breathless in awe o