Ghost Ex Novels & Stories

I don’t even want to tell her about the exhausting day that I had. “…” She gave me a hard and piercing stare that meant she wants to hear everything even if I don’t want to tell her. “A monster killed one of my co-teachers. It’s called a winged-ghoul and it could detach its torso from its legs. I’ve never heard of one or even seen one before but it apparently feed on pregnant women.” “Oh my, how dreadful is that. Did it hurt you?” “No, I said I’m fine. We easily killed the thing.”

If her uncle trusted the human enough to legally take under his wing then she trusted him enough to not question his judgement. Auxilia wasn’t just a guest house, it was Neutral Ground, meaning that all ghouls who wanted to pass on and eat dead human flesh only when necessary, come here for their stock ups, some come here for shelter, others rented and lived here. The point was, the whole place was a ghoul sanctuary. That was why it was called Auxilia Guesthouse and café; Auxilia was greek for ‘help’ or ‘safety granted’.

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

I can't get up,i begin to crawl but its too late as i hear a voice that seems to belongs to a ghost say to me: "i am coming for you son of Hermes" The next thing I see is a saw shaped sword with chains wrapped around it handle flying towards my head at unimaginable speed.It seems to split the sky as it vibrates the real essence of destruction.I close my eyes as i await death The saw shaped sword makes its way to my neck and as it was about to sever my head from from my body i jerked up, opening up my eyes to see myself in the tomb yard.I saw unidentified bodies lying on the floor. I walked up to the first body and turned the body over only to see my friend Austin with a ghastly bloody mark

The ghost did nothing, so the scythe completely sucked it, and the grim reaper waved its hand, and the portal opened. “Is the underworld on the other side of the portal?” Hugo asked. ‘No.’ Tyler thought. “No,” Kyra said. Hugo, Kyra, and Raven slowly walked closer to Cael, Damon, and Tyler. As they watch, the portal gradually closes. “The ghost is gone,” said Cael. “I think we need to light a candle for the soul of that ghost,” Damon said. Everyone looked at him. “Ahm, you know that old saying to rest it in peace?”

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.

she exclaimed "Just breathe, and I'll explain everything to you during lunch" ________ We are sited facing each other, we have been starring at each other for like 5mins now, there's just this awkwardness "So go on explain, I am waiting" I let out a sigh "okay, I have these gifts, I see dead people and help them cross over, that's why most times you see me talking to someone, and that someone is Tommy who happens to be a ghost" she just didn't say anything, she just remained quiet looking at me "Come on say something," Tommy whines pushing my shoulders

"It looks like a problem that has bugged you for long enough. We can help you, if you tell us what it is we're up against." The king glared at the both of them for a while and she allowed him to come to his own decision. "We call it The Exhumer." He finally admitted with a weary sigh. "In truth, we don't know what creature it is. Nobody ever saw it and lived to tell the tale and no one ever knows when and where it will attack. It is like a ghost, sneaking in unnoticed but it always leaves us a souvenir after its hunt; the bag of flesh."

I laughed nervously, “You don’t honestly believe that the Dead still exists here? That’s just a superstition from the old days.” “You tell me,” Felix said. “Whatever the case, no one willingly comes here, except maybe—” He sniffed the air. “Grudges.” I tightened my fists in a ball. Felix enjoyed making me uncomfortable, but the thought of an angry vengeful ghost didn’t seem that unlikely. I imagine that those slum werewolves could easily slip into death and that they would inflict their misery on the Living.