Ghost Goth Novels & Stories

It was the most disconcerting thing and yet it felt as normal and in place as a puzzle piece. He hesistated for a few seconds but then after probably a great internal battle, his hands slowly found their way to my lower back and that was when I truly, fully broke. My father was dead. My rock. The one person who had always been there for me was dead. He smelt of travel and a light hint of some exquisite perfume. His vampire scent was sophisticated. Like expensive leather in a forest that rain had just fallen in. Definitely noble. Pure blooded vampires always had a sophisticated scent to them. Turned had a less sophisticated scent and children of turned had an even diluted scent. Similar to th

He almost whispered. The werewolf suddenly realized his grave error. “Please forgive me—” “You failure!” Ghost snarled and flicked his hand. A curved, shiny and metal instrument of death flew out of his hand and straight into the werewolf’s neck with a wet chunk. Watery choke sounds filled the room, acting as a gruesome background music to Ghost’s toe-curling voice as he yelled to the guards standing in the shadows. “Spread the word far and wide, Rhea Damon is now at the top of my wanted list. Anyone who brings her back to me, dead or alive will receive my honored reward!”

I reached out and pressed the radio button on the steering wheel. My voice was cold, cutting through the static. "Mason Vale, do you see a ghost in your mirror?" I said coldly into the radio. Those words pierced straight through Mason's last line of composure. His car hesitated for an obvious instant on the straight. Now. I smashed the throttle down. The car tore through the air and pulled alongside him. Ahead was a chain of fast S-curves. Seeing that I was about to pass, a vicious look flashed through Mason's eyes.

“I’m sorry, Liam. I don’t know how to sense them because I’ve never seen a ghoul before.” “Damn it,” Liam mutters under his breath, tightening his grip on my shoulder. “We need to get out of here. Fast.” Before I can even process what Liam is saying, the ghouls appear out of nowhere. Their ghostly figures seem to appear and disappear almost like a mirage, and their shrieking fills the air. Fear takes over me, especially when I hear a voice inside of my head say, ‘Purple-eyed wolf. I want to feast on your blood and take your powers!’

She fake sob. Gore continued to look at Harlow with that intense stare. "You shouldn't stop beating up yourself about not having a mate." Harlow looked up, "that's not the point Gore, what if my mate is some evil vampire, a zombie, some half crazed warlock, or you?" Gore rested an index finger on his lower lip. "What?" She tried to match his gaze, but his eyes held something she couldn't put her finger on. "Gore, what is it?"

before I blacked out. The first thought that came to mind at that moment was to run, but instead, I passed out. How did I get back to my room? Was it the butler that brought me here? I shivered at the thought of him picking me up. Of course, I had the right to be scared; who wouldn't be? I was face to face with a freaking ghoul and I’d have to see him probably everyday. Ghouls are creatures that rob graves and feed on dead bodies. Maybe he eats the dead bodies of Lucian's wives after he kills them.

literal ghost music, echoing faintly through the air. “Rule number one of ghost dancing,” he said, sliding toward me dramatically, “you don’t walk. You glide. Glide like you are in zero gravity with swagger.” I laughed despite myself. “Swagger?” “Yeah. Ghost swagger. You have got to float like you own the damn afterlife. Now... hands up, shoulders loose.” I copied him, sort of. “Good,” he said, circling me. “Now imagine your feet are smoke. You don’t step... you drift. Like this.”

she whispered, her voice barely audible and filled with regret and helplessness. Cody scoffed and leaned in slightly, his eyes revealing a chilling gleam. "Let's be honest—you'd spread your legs for anyone who glances your way."

I said as I meet his eyes and I saw the glint of sadness and loneliness as he smiled at me and then turned around to gather his things. When he took his leave, I sat there looking at Cassidy, and for a moment, I let myself feel the familiar sadness and loneliness. Regretting my decision and wish that I could spend more days with Devon, as me, as Hannah, and not us someone else. Suddenly, I felt my heart aching, Lucy's heart seemed to stop beating. I grabbed the arms of the chair as I gasp for air. I breathe in deeply and I calmed for a bit. "Damn, this body is weak. I need to do something fast." I got my mom's phone from her purse and searched for possession of dead bodies. I was horrified b

Said a boy as he walked up to Autumn, "hey, can we hurry up with this cause I have somewhere to be. Oh I didn't sign up for this." "You have exactly ten minutes to trap your ghosts inside their belongings and bring them back, do you understand." Their teacher said, Autumn shook her head and yelled. "No, I don't even know what this is." "Don't worry you'll be okay, just copy someone. Ready, set, begin." Everyone was doing something with their Ouija board but Autumn, well she had no idea on how to even use the thing so she kept copying everyone especially Jay, he seemed to know what he was doing but along the line she got the step wrong and cut herself by accident, her eyes grew thin as her ha