Ghost Gallbladder Attack Novels & Stories

— Aurora – she walks towards me with open arms, still smiling – I miss you so much. — Hi mom – I feel like crying – how are you? Why are you here? There's a serum injected into one of her hands, but apparently she's fine. — I started to feel almost unbearable pain in my arm – she said, showing the region – which soon went to my back and I came to see what it was. — Which is? - I run over the words, apprehensive. — Gallstones – she laments – I'm going to be hospitalized until the surgery.

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

Her shoulder was suddenly ripped apart by a sharp pain. Hailey collapsed to her knees, clutching her bleeding shoulder while letting out an agonised cry. With heavy breathing and horrifying joy in its eyes, the ghoul stood over her. "No!" Lila cried, preparing to throw herself at the creature. Her vision blurred, and the world around her started to spin. The ghoul's claws were inches from her face when suddenly, a roar echoed through the trees. A dark shadow flew past Hailey, colliding with the ghoul. The hit caused the beast to fall backward. Hailey blinked, attempting to zero in on the jumble of action before her.

It steals the air from my lungs and drives my nails into the edge of the table as my whole body tightens. Holy. Fuck. I groan, my eyes squeezed shut until the wave passes. When I open them again, everyone's staring at me. "Okay," I pant, blinking away the blur. "That one felt... different." Definitely not the good kind. Chelsea's eyes go wide. "Uh... should we be timing these again?" "Yeah," Ashley says, already pulling out her phone. "Was that a real one?" "I fucking doubt it," I mutter, rubbing at the tight, burning ache in my belly.

He’s the last person I want to think about right now. A wave of nausea hits me without warning, and I double over, retching violently into the nearby bushes. Bile burns my throat as I expel last night's dinner, my body wracked with dry heaves. Gasping for air, I wipe my mouth with the back of my trembling hand, bewildered. I haven't eaten anything out of the ordinary, so what could be causing this? Caleb's raised voice cuts through my muddled thoughts, and I quickly make my way towards the commotion. As I round the corner of the tents, the scene that greets me is one of escalating hostility.

Gina’s crocodile tears only enraged me further, but before I could say another word, a sharp, pain tore through my stomach. I froze. The pain was unlike anything I had ever felt—like claws were ripping through my insides. A strangled gasp left my lips, and my hands instinctively clutched my stomach. My breath hitched as a warm, wet sensation trickled down my leg. I looked down. Blood. A choked sob escaped my lips as my vision blurred. What the hell was happening to me? The world around me tilted, and before I could cry out, darkness swallowed me whole.

It throbbed. It’s as if a whole entire being within has awoken from a deep, death-like slumber, and my stomach coiled before a thunderous growl ripped through my very soul, startling everyone. Their faces, initially overwhelmed with joy and surprise, now paled in fear and utter disbelief. Another thing I have noticed, is that they seem to be staring wide-eyed with their heads swaying left and right, yet they are still looking right at me. That can’t be right. Unless…

The student glanced up but saw nothing above. Gildeon did. Ghulik was up there, clinging to the ceiling like some grotesque insect. Thick strings of saliva dangled from his gaping maw. He’d doubled in size. Veins bulged beneath his pale gray skin, pulsing like trapped worms. His eyes glowed crimson, the pupils now gone. ‘Ghulik!’ Gildeon called out, telepathically. Nothing. The goblin didn’t flinch. Its gaze darted across the crowd below, scanning for the next victim.

I groan out loud and make to move my head. I shift my shoulders and roll, coughing once more, bringing up water and phlegm, and the metallic taste of blood that follows makes me gag. I have intense hunger pangs and all-over body aches. My belly is aching and cold with the damp surface I seem to be lying face down on, also bumpy and textured, and yet it helps bring back sensation to the heavy body I couldn’t feel a moment ago.

Ziah An icy grip of fear tightened around my heart. The chilling dread of the unknown. My gut instincts warned me about that veiled woman at Vespa's dad's funeral. That woman was evil. She knew I was coming after her and attacked me with that sharp, agonizing pain that ripped through my stomach, like a hot blade slicing through butter. When I doubled over, clutching my abdomen, she disappeared. I tried to speak, but it was impossible while struggling to catch my breath.