Ghost Goth Novels & Stories

"You’ve cleared the site. You’ve removed the threats. Why are you still looking for ghosts?" He gripped my waist, his fingers digging into the fabric of my dress. "Because ghosts are the only things that can walk through walls, Eden. And Silas Vane is the best ghost in the business." "I haven't seen him; I doubt I'll see him while I'm indoors," I said, the lie tasting like copper in my mouth. "He’s just a name in a file to me now."

"More dire predictions, I take it? Or just plain paranoia? We've had nothing happen over here. No missing persons. No psychotic episodes. Oh, and no army of darkness at our compound walls." "Yet. I thought you might wish to know that the missing rogues have been claimed or killed by sources unknown." "One thing less to worry about, I guess." The nonchalance in Nathan's reply bothered Marc, and he got a sense this conversation was headed downhill fast. Thad gritted his teeth. "Not exactly reason to celebrate. We have reason to believe that a vampire is turning the missing wolves into ghouls." "And what exactly is a ghoul?" "Think half zombie, half vampire, a whole lot of nuts, whose sole purp

Gabe murmured, unable even to understand what he was saying. With Gabe still staring at her bewildered, Alexa blurted, “It’s the headless horseman.” She sighed at Gabe, who kept staring at her as if she didn’t comprehend a word she said. “You know Death. From the folklore. That’s the dude attacking the pack.” Alexa summarized her knowledge of the supernatural, occult, and folklore as follows: “His name is Abraham Van Brunt. He is a revenant.

But it didn't matter to her anymore. "Do you know what you are?" "A Night... Hallow." she answered meekly. "Indeed. But do you know what kind of a Night Hallow you are?" She shook her head. "What is your name?" "Lana." she answered briefly. "Lana. Lana the Ghoul." the male repeated. "A ghoul?" "A phantom. Perhaps you have been associated with the graves before?" the male asked. Lana nodded. "Maybe... when I was alive, I remember working as a gravedigger."

I looked through the window of his eyes, wondering what was wrong. “Ghouls!” Came the sturdy voice of Kir. “They are here and in large numbers. I can smell them!” He explained, and every atom of peace left me. Ghouls were bad news, and Ithra lay asleep on Kir’s back, totally undisturbed. They were dead spirits that escaped the underworld, roaming through the dark forest and sniffling souls from every living thing they sensed. Thankfully, as a werewolf, we learned to mask our scent using the earth, and Kir was ready to do that. Except that Ithra was still asleep and in harm's way.

said the ghost stone to her. “Thank you!” she replied to him. Gorie attacked Alex but this time Alex opened her eyes, her eyes glowed more and she gained more chakra from the ghost stone. She was shouting while she was slowly transformed into a powerful werewolf. Gorie’s attack failed because Alex resisted it. Gorie was dumbfounded, his eyes widened when she witnessed Alex transform into a powerful werewolf. Alex's white fury glowed and now she was transformed into a giant werewolf. She had Golden wings and her long claws turned into claw blades, she was completely armored with a golden crown on her head. She was transformed into a beautiful angel werewolf.

He yelled out a spell, while cursing the woman who was right behind him, Jenny. "You traitor! You brought me here to be killed..? You'll forever regret this you bitch! What an ass hole you are, traitor! I'll deal mercilessly with you, I promise you swine!" There was a look of a scared beast on his face. The shadow moved closer, and when the final moment struck, the shadow's mouth opened up in fury. Malison turned again to Jenny as he met her gaze. The shadow became a hungry monster, showing its fist, ready for action. Malison's vampire charged up, and released the first strike, but the shadow dogged and blocked the swing. The impact of the fist was heavy. He gripped his sword and came at Mal

If she were going to die, she was going to tear down the walls of Hell in the process. For the first time in millennia, the Shoggoth felt fear. ----------- ---------------- Up in the lobby . . . ----------- ---------------- Gelok and Patrick were waiting by the security desk, wondering how long it would be until their Master's would be done with its new plaything. Then two things happened. The alarms began to go off, and the ground began to rumble. Hellspawn came running from all over the place and storming out the front door. They were met at the gate by a number of lycanthropes and Talented humans, all of whom had evil gleams in their eyes.

The livestream had over ten thousand viewers. [This is wild. She totally looks like a seductress, and the guy looks successful. This is a classic case of a gold digger trying to climb up the ranks.] [Beat her up! I hate women who tear families apart!] [Oh my, that bag is one of only ten in the world. She really knows how to please her sugar daddy for him to buy her that.] I stared at the screen in shock. I didn’t understand how strangers could have so much hatred for someone they didn’t even know.

No one knew he and Sonia were a thing, so the place went feral with gossip. "Did you hear? Hedley's gone!" "What? When?"