Ghost Dying Novels & Stories

She moved closer, tears of dejection rolled down her galls, she held her mouth firmly not to shriek, she tried to comprise herself but couldn’t, she broke down in tears, ‘Is she dead?’ the thought alone gave a goose bump; she was never going to forgive herself if that were to be true “Compose yourself she just fainted; the doctor is on his way.” Owino comfort her. “She is fine, just a bit bushed, and famished, when did she eat last?” the doctor questioned “We ate a day a go, but she did not she wasn’t feeling well, I guess its two or three days ago for her.” Angela spoke with a low tone.

“Ghost.” My body stiffens immediately.

"The dead don't whisper. But they do have secrets." Lucas held up the key. "The King thinks he's faking your death," Lucas whispered. "But the High Priest is already one step ahead. Do you know what happens when a True Blood is killed in the heart of the catacombs?" Noah looked at the key. He looked at the dark tunnels. "The ghost doesn't just leave," Lucas said. "He stays. Forever."

He barely heard the whisper in Ashgenrian full of horror, “No... master, please don’t do that... I’ve done my job...” The Sepulchral Shadow began to struggle in the necromancer’s hands, desperately trying to free himself. However, the completely carnal fingers of the living man were somehow holding the bodiless ghost. For a long time. Until the death rattle. To the moment when the ghost disappeared completely and the whitish scraps of his body dissolved in the air. It was too late. Gerhard Ayris was lying on the ground. His breath had left him long ago. “No-o-o!” Livia croaked, moving in her wheelchair up to the king’s body. “No!!!”

“So I can make preparations.” “Burial?” Damon’s lips twisted into a bitter chuckle, the sound devoid of warmth. “I promised her I wouldn’t let anything happen to her. There’s no burial.” Ghost’s eyes widened, her voice trembling as she stepped closer. “I’m sorry, blood. I know this is hard for you, but there’s nothing any of us can do. She’s gone.” Damon whirled to face her fully, and in that moment, his eyes ignited—a brilliant, unnatural red flaring to life, consuming the hazel of his irises.

"Tell me, are you interested in me?" Rose burst into laughter. "You wish!". " we've gotten the body." Link said as they brought in the body of a dead girl. "Wait! How did you guys get her body?" Carlos asked. "She's dead. It's easier that way." Link said. "What's going to happen to her ghost then?" Carlos asked. "Her ghost left her body immediately she died leaving the body empty." Link explained. "You're a scientist and you don't know that?" He pulled the body over to him as they await Dalton's presence.

He wanted to escape as well, but he was currently being faced with three Rank 5 Zombies by himself. In the end, Joseph was defeated by Biggy, Scarlet, and White Doll so badly that his spirit form nearly became disintegrated. When he died, he sent out a series of strange signals. At this point, Joseph, White Hill, and the rest had perished. "Stop fighting, Senior York. Stop fighting!" At this moment, an ear-piercing scream rang. Lucas fixed his gaze only to see a hideous-looking ghost screaming.

Marduktema tried hard to break free but in merely couple of seconds she was turned into ashes and vanished in air in our surrounding. “Wher.. Where is she?” I frantically questioned Draco, hearing which he turned to me “She is dead…” Draco said ‘But how can she die that easily?’ I thought to myself ‘Isn’t she a ghost… can Dragon fire kill a ghost?’ I further thought to myself and supported my body up. Draco didn’t explained me about it neither I asked him more because we were in need to find and kill blood ghost in order to escape this place, thinking of which Draco and I both started searching for dead body that was brought here earlier by Mr. Hanzo.

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

Adam lamented. “I’m just wondering if maybe we should get him inside and bolt the door. This might not be the safest place for him after all. She’s getting a might closer and some of those zombie spirits look like they’re coming back to life in a not too friendly way.” He studied the spirits who were once so animated but were now acting dazed and confused. A few of them were losing that dazed look. It was being replaced by one of intelligence and… Anger? Hate? He couldn’t tell.