Ghost Dying Novels & Stories

Ghost doesn't exist and evil spirits obviously doesn't exist either. ******

I tell him meekly as I feel my fear closing in on me again, while under his gaze. His hand grips my jaw tightly as he makes me loom up at his tall figure, "To you, I'm Death. Don't ask questions," "OK-" my door suddenly opened and he was gone as Mika entered the house She saw my dad as he lay dead in a pool of blood before looking at me. I was stunned, so stunned. What had just happened within the last 15 minutes of my life? "Oh shit, Gabi," she pulled me into a tight hug as she pets my hair as my face was squished in her chest, "You can stay with me- wait, you're not crying," she pulls my head back up

“In the basement. Now.” Before Ghost kills everyone.

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

However, I smiled and replied, "I don't want to know. I've been troubled by them before death, so I don't want the same to happen after I die." But I vaguely recalled what the angel had told me. He said there was a female ghost who cried my name all day long in hell. I heard that it was a place where souls could never be reincarnated. As for Harvey—from the look on Grandma's face, it was clear his fate wasn't any better than Nelly's.

"Is this kid clueless?!" The old man's tone was raised, and he was afraid of others hearing: "Little girl, this is serious. He didn't register at Ghost Escort, he will be fined if caught!" Some departed spirits, usually find it hard to accept that they have already died. For the past seven days, I really tried everything to get back into my own body. Some people, seeing that they can't go back, just crash into others, hoping to see if they can start over.

Skylar shivered, thinking back to how the voices echoed forcefully in her head. "Those are lost souls" She answered but continued when Skylar raised an eyebrow. "Ghost has no purpose but to haunt while lost souls are struck between the dead and the living, their bodies are either dead or alive while their spirit goes around, searching for their bodies, they feel tormented till they do so" She explained, looking around. "So, I still do not wish to encounter anything dead, I suggest we start moving if we do not want to be among them" "We are to walk to the deepest part of the forest, call for her and she will come to us" Skylar nodded and started moving, with Shailyn holding onto her arm like

"What plans?" "Wouldn't you like to know." He coughed again. Harder. "But that's the beautiful thing. You'll never know. Not until it's too late. Not until everything burns. And you'll think you're safe. Think you've won. But you haven't. You've just started playing my game. And I always win. Even in death. Especially in death." His eyes closed. Body going slack. "He's unconscious," Ghost said. Checking vitals. "Pulse is weak. Breathing shallow. He's critical. We need to move now or he's dead."