Ghost Bur Novels & Stories

I had been gone only a few days, and they were already looking for a replacement to make burritos. So be it. I was a player, and they were ghosts. We were never meant to be on the same side. The kitchen was filled with danger—every creature crawling out was at least S-level. The players used a pile of items just to barely make one burrito. Some players remembered that ghosts didn’t eat human food and stuffed fingers, teeth, and other strange things into theirs. I walked into the kitchen, trembling, only to discover that the previously blood-soaked kitchen had instantly become spotless.

Bryan was sure that Mr Ben would give in to their demands, being that this was the only lead to the Italian mafia that they had so far. Luis and Marco shivered as they entered the first room in the abattoir, which served as a cold room. The room was filled with the carcasses of dressed pigs ,that were hung with hooks at the end of chains, which were connected to beams that ran across the ceiling. They made their way through, till they got to a metal door at the end ,which they knocked at. Few seconds passed before the door was opened by two muscular men who frisked them, before allowing them passage into the inner part of the abattoir.

Well, it really was the feeling Gabriel had for a short amount of time when his system left causing for the poisonous blood thirsty GU in him to constantly urging him to take a thing, as big as size as his width and length to put it at the black hole so it could feel the emptiness he was feeling and suppressing the poisonous blood thirsty GU that was about to break out from his body, surging out without any return. The information about the poisonous blood thirsty GU instantly pop out with a big and bold characters, of course Gabriele saw it but ignored it as he already saw the blood thirsty GU information in its profile that was contracted to be temporary living on his body but still was li

This is what Clurife must have meant by saying have fun with his dog. This was their only way of escape, their only way home. And standing in front of them growling relentlessly, was an unimaginable horror. A sight that only the dead should ever see. Cerberos. Guardian of the Underworld.

Fortunately, I was well-prepared. The elders in the village rushed forward immediately, subduing them and imprisoning them in the cellar. They cried for help, but no one responded. Ethan regained his appearance and identity, taking control of the Glory Pack again. However, he was smarter this time. The first thing he did was to beat Leo and Serafina to death with a wooden stick soaked in wolf venom. Even so, he was still not at ease. He invited another dark wizard to dismember their corpses into eight pieces, placed them in different coffins, and buried them in eight different positions so that they could never come back to life.

"Oh, my goodness! This woman died a horrible death!" "She was a pureblood werewolf attacked by a rogue. Her body was pumped full of liquid silver!" "How did her family not realize what was happening? Couldn't anyone sense she was dead?" The TV kept replaying the news of my death while the comments section blew up with arguments about how I'd died. People reacted with shock, grief, and even outrage. But not a single one of them knew who I really was. My body was found in an old storm drain at the boundary of our family land. The site had once served as a military water reserve, storing liquid silver bombs during the civil war, but it had long been abandoned.

Vera asked as she pointed at my computer screen. I followed the line of her finger and realized that she had pulled up the page that I had intentionally hidden earlier. There was a photo of a pup on the screen. He looked to be about three years old. His eyes were closed, his long lashes casting shadows down his cheeks. His serene expression made it look like he was just sleeping. "Pup: Ryan Barrington. Father: Felix Barrington. Mother: Wendy Snow. Note: Deregistered a year ago." My colleagues immediately fell silent. They looked at me carefully and asked, "It's just a coincidence that this she-wolf has the same name as you, huh?"

I took a deep breath and tried to look up again, and this time, I did see it. It was the black ghost from outside. I turned and saw the kid glancing from me to the beast, trying to figure out what was happening. “Go!” I screamed at him through gritted teeth as the pain intensified even more. He hesitated for just a second before turning and darting down the hall, away from me and the beast. Another wave of unbearable pain seared through my skull and I let out another ear-splitting scream. Oh, please, make it stop! And then it stopped. The pain just vanished. I glanced up to see another dark figure attacking the first one. Only this time, the shadow looked human.

they could all be at risk. “Well, there ain’t no such thing as digging a grave round here.” Heather sounded not at all affected by what she’d just observed. “Vampires turn into ash, these other critters seep into the limestone. I have no idea what a Guardian does when it dies ‘round here, but I seen a buncha bones down one of them tunnels nearest the dark, back when I used to be foolish enough to head down there. Maybe we should move ‘im that direction.” “If we get out, will we take him with us?” Brandon asked, wiping at his cheeks.

- Bobby a sudden notification revealed at their front upon stepping at the fog -INSTANT DUNGEON: GIANT BORUMBA’S FOG- Do you want to go inside? YES/NO It bewildered everyone, to what they saw “This is an instant dungeon?!”- Christian Bobby starts questioning due to he doesn’t have any knowledge about this stuff “what does it mean?”- Bobby Phil immediately explain it to Bobby though he doesn’t say some irrelevant things, Bobby finds the gist of the information “This is not regular dungeon like the owner of the factory and Daruga’s lair”- Bobby