Ghost Eyes Novels & Stories

The laboratory didn’t just smell of chemicals; it tasted of ancient rot and artificial lightning. As the Ghost Wolves—those twitching, violet-veined abominations of my father’s desperate making—scrambled out of their shattered glass coffins, the temperature in the room plummeted. They didn’t move like the wolves of the Roux pack. There was no grace in their limbs, no ancestral intelligence in their eyes. They moved with a jerky, stop-motion horror, their bones snapping and resetting with every lunging step, as if their bodies were rejecting the very muscles that drove them forward.

"Is this Ghost when she was a puppy?" Danica asks. Ghost jumps up at the mention of her name. Danica is looking at the picture frames in the hallway. "Yeah, that's what she looked like when Jay brought her home. She's four now," I nod. Ghost runs down the stairs and starts to bark wanting to go outside. The sound of her bark makes Danica jumpy. Her eyes flare a deep almost red amber. The eyes of a wolf who's familiar with killing. "You'll get used to it,"

It was a distorted reflection of the original Spire, its chimneys belching black smoke into the vacuum. Inside the Ghost-Engine, the corridors were filled with the whispers of the "First-Gens." Audrey saw the faces of those who had died in the North, their eyes filled with a perpetual, icy fear. She didn't turn away. She walked into the "Heart-of-the-Furnace," where the "Core-Nightmare" was located. It was a massive, pulsing engine of "Pure-Sorrow."

The greenish-blue glow was a little off, but nearly every single window was wide open! The frost wraith, Chloe, floated to the front. Her little face was wrinkled with worry. The Hungry Dead clutched his precious empty bowl. His drool threatened to spill from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were full of concern. The banshee had stopped crying, sniffing and staring upward. The Poltergeist was holding some random rusty pipe, looking ready to charge up and tear the building apart… There were also the Hanged Ghost, Shadow Sneak, Pipe Phantom…

Hugo said, turning to Dawn and Valerie, his eyes staying on Dawn. However, the latter didn’t think much of it. Are ghosts really that scary? For a person who has died once and was technically a soul that replaced someone else’s, would she still be afraid of ghosts? At the moment, she was bored. As they were walking, they caught up with Jace’s group. “What is it? Did you see something?” Ashlyn asked. “Yeah.. Look up. Don’t you see a shadow? Look! It has red eyes!” Jace pointed at the second floor as he crouched slightly.

Nick exclaimed. He immediately pointed his thermal camera on top of the railing and what he got was a sudden significant temperature drop. "I got a temperature drop right there." He added. They quickly came to his side to see it with their own eyes. And, what they saw was definitely a crucial temperature drop. It is believed that ghosts/spirits use the energy in their surroundings to recharge themselves or for their manifestations. Sometimes, they'll absorb the thermal energy around themselves which usually results in a considerable drop in temperature. This often indicates that a certain unknown entity is present at that spot. Otherwise, what else can cause such an alteration in temperature

Not a ghost or an imitation. “Who. . . Who are you? ' Sazkia's hands trembled. He wanted to run away from that creepy place. "I? What is the importance of me to you? What I want to say is be patient even though Allah tests you with a big test " Sazkia lowered her head. She did not rub her eyes again. People say ghosts will disappear in the blink of an eye. If you rub your eyes and he's still there, that means he's human. Not a ghost like what She had in mind.

Cold breeze brought goosebumps on their body. "Helllooo dear frieenndd." A ghost whispered, her presence was felt close to Helen. Her presence brought fear to everyone, it sent shivers to everyone's spines. She appeared in a smoky form, each time, she would deliberately fade away or appear in a human form but in a smoky way, without skin, only Helen could see her human form because she only revealed herself to Helen as a result of her closeness to her. Everybody froze staring at the smoky sight fading and coming together.

He had no idea what to do, but he knew he had to find someone to keep on selling this lie. He knew today was supposed to be his official day back at school, but he wasn't mentally stable to go back and he knew it. Struggling to recover from his mother's demise and now he is seeing Ghosts. He got into his bathroom to wash up and prepare for school. Turned on the shower and stood still as the water paraded his skin and him exhaling, he felt calm at least. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair, and immediately saw Tasha calling his name, her eyes filled with darkness and Her hand stretching out to him. He couldn't move, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He couldn't breat

It was like a dead human with the strangest appearance. Elongated nails that were as black as the dark night. A body that seems to be fading she could almost call it a ghost if not for the fact that she was really looking at it. No form of nose, eyes mouth or ears, just a black foggy head. What was it? Suddenly, bright reddish orbs blazed open from the formless head and looked straight at her, spellbinding her that she just couldn't look away. There was a flash of something in its eyes that if she had blinked, she would have missed it.