Ghost Ex Novels & Stories

I suppose this means I'm about to have another not-so-pleasant chat with him, just as I did before, during, and after the Mate Ball. He's the one who had held me up after the liminal order arrived Crestbane, and he turned my body to stone so he could interrogate me about the state of Liminal Kaelith’s room, which he said was not in order. A signature behavior of mine. As we pass through the halls, I sense slight tremors in Velthra and know it's because of all the Ghasts there. Most people don't understand much about these creatures. They are like soul eaters and are readily available to feast on anything they find physically in Velthra.

Rex, who had been sulking earlier, was now unusually excited, "Ghosts? Where? Where? Is it a vampire? A European ghost? An Asian female ghost?" He was as excited as a fisherman discovering a new lake. Candice: "..." She didn’t know how to explain, so she could only ask, "Didn’t you two hear a bang just now?" Both shook their heads. Their expressions were awkward. Rex lazily said, "I’ve been in the bathroom, didn’t hear anything." Jerry fumbled with his words, "Uh, I, cough, that... I... didn’t notice." Candice’s gaze went back and forth between them.

Celeste wiped the sweat from her forehead, smirking over at Xavier. "Did I do better?" "Yes...yes...you did, now get off the training grounds Celeste, it's getting late." "But I'm not done yet." "Come Celeste." "No, I'll just stay a minute longer before showering and going to bed." "Haven't you heard?" Xavier asked, stepping closer to her to whisper..."There's a ghost in the bathroom." "W-What?"

Veronica stayed quiet and Mike was paying attention to the road along with the driver. In response, Felix just nodded. Now he was familiar with Nick. He was ready for all the tricks Nick had in his sleeves. "So tell me, where we were back then?" Nick questioned. "Huh? Inside the studio of Ghostbusters?" Felix answered back. "Right! What do Ghostbusters do?" "As the name suggests? Ghostbusting?" "Pffttt! Hahahaha! that's the lamest answer I've ever heard."

Alex asked, “What kind of ancestor are you? The ancestor of zombies? No wonder you can live for three hundred years.” At this moment, Guilherme Extraordinaire’s soul suddenly flew out of Alex’s body. Looking at the ancestor, he said with a surprised expression, “Master Qantas, I didn’t expect you to cultivate yourself into a zombie and live until now.”

I was gone, and it wasn't as though they could speak ill of me now, not while my body was being buried in the ground. Even my mother-in-law came. She was already a frail, tiny woman, but seeing her there made her appear decades older. Grayson knelt before my gravestone, convinced he was performing some act of atonement. But to me, his presence was nothing more than repulsive. After the funeral, he returned to the small apartment. Alice, starved for three days, lay there, barely clinging to life. The moment she saw Grayson, fear overtook her—a fear she couldn't hide.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

To his dismay, the staff disrespected her instead. Dominick could not recall walking out of the dungeon. Suddenly, he noticed a crowd by the garbage room, doubling over and vomiting violently. “Jesus, who sends of gift of decaying flesh? This must be some serious vendetta.” “I don’t think it’s rotten meat. Doesn’t it resemble a tiny human?” “A tiny human? Don’t tell me this is a fetal embryo. Oh, my God! What is going on here?” “With Ms. Costa expecting, sending this is too much. We should get rid of the thing before Ms. Costa sees it.”

He stretched his hand for a handshake, and I took it. He has a firm grip, but his hands are cold, so fucking cold, just like Echo’s touch. “I am sorry to ask but are you a…” “Ghost? Absolutely.” He answered before I could even complete my questions, that explains why they can both see each other but does this mean that I can see all ghosts because I initially thought that I could only see Echo. “We met yesterday when she was sad and alone and we have been friends since then.” I feel terrible that I put her in that position, but I am glad she’s okay and she’s back. Adrian though, he is different. He is actually cooking, touching and holding things, how is that even possible.

I had just tried to kill him, I hated him with every fibre of my being, but here he was, willing everything to me? He shook his head slowly. A bitter smile tugged at the corner of his lips as his eyes grew wet. "I'm not joking, Cassie. Besides, once you get the relic, I'm certain you'll get other secrets about your mother's death. The Nightingale isn't what you used to know it as, Cassie." "What do you mean by that?" My attention was at its peak as I remained focused on him. "Oh, I get it now… you are trying to compensate me for my mother's death?"