Ghost Graphic Novels & Stories

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.

the young woman asked. "Ghosts, Love." "Are you telling me that ghosts exist?" whispered Bianca. "I'm a fucking werewolf, Love. Why shouldn't those motherfuckers exist?" snarled Black. _ Those motherfuckers need to die... shit, they're already dead! How do you kill a fucking ghost?" whined Maska, putting his paws over his eyes.

Olivia couldn’t see anything because of the light, only the sound of the deity remained in her ears. “Young recruit will have to dedicate to the galaxy. You have the white of the fairy flower, the beauty of the unicorn and you are the pride of the phoenix. Don’t let me down!” The sound made Olivia curious about her identity. Fairy flower? Unicorn? Phoenix? Why did he say that? She doesn’t know. No one tells her about that. Olivia was about to ask the deity when a powerful suction blocked her voice and pulled her into an endless black hole.

Emily got her first good look at his human form and gasped in horror. While his wolf was emaciated to the point of being little more than skin and bone, his human form was far worse. The bones of his shoulders and back pressed through the skin, clearly visible. His skin was dark and leathery, like the images of exhumed mummies she'd seen years ago in a documentary. His lips had receded from his mouth so far, his gums and teeth were exposed grotesquely. His eyes sparkled with almost wild hunger when they landed on her. It lasted for only an instant before Paoli pressed a decanter into his hands and Empusa drew a robe around him. Empusa motioned Emily aside and scooted in behind William to pro

Yucky. We finally asked the right question and he told us Mabel was alive. I killed someone a year ago but it wasn't her. She glamoured a human then ghosted her. Ghosting is illegal and punishable by death. Ghosting as it's called here is against the law for the simple fact it takes a life to be able to ghost then it takes another life when the ghoster reverts back to their own body. It is basically sucking the life out of one person so that their soul inhabits your body and keeps it alive while you transfer your soul into the vessel you've chosen to possess. It alters the vessel's appearance and changes their voice to give the illusion that it's you. If the vessel is killed or found out the

Alright. “Sixth, the Gracas. Gracas is the type of vampire that can shapeshift. They can turn into an animal and anything, so be careful. They are dangerous when they happen to want to play or kill because they will do everything they want. They have green eyes. They are sometimes honest but mostly, they are the ones who start fights. And please, don't come near them," Great! Gracas are reprimands. I hope I could meet one. Just see look at how powerful they are.

she mumbles softly cleaning off the tears cascading down her cheeks. "I don't remember doing anything to you. If it's about our night together then I'm sorry. It was never meant to happen. I lost control and even apologized before you suddenly disappeared." The female whirls and stares intently at him. "You told your friends to rape and murder me." "Me? You're a ghost?" He asks at once shivering. "Yes, I'm a ghost. And I'm here to kill you cause you are the only one remaining." "But I didn't do such. Please believe me."

Blood covered the walls the night my best friend, Cody Colfax, was murdered. His body twisted and twitched before my eyes, like a fish out of water splashing around on a boardwalk without anyone to put him back. The possession of his body from the unknown source, the scientists call 'The Ghost,' has haunted the bystanders for weeks now. When we found him, his body was half-naked and covered in ashes. The hairs on his arms were fried by the electrical chords wrapped around his arms. The tattoos on his body were symbolic, otherworldly. The Ghost left them there to make their presence known.

Grayson was surprised, but he decided to ignore the warning and continued staring at Belle's phone. Suddenly, a horrifying jump scare appeared from the screen, startling him to the point of almost throwing the phone away. The animated image depicted a ghost with bleeding eyes, nose, and mouth, its terrifying gaze seemingly targeting those attempting to access Belle's phone. Gathering his composure, Grayson scrolled down, encountering more eerie images before reaching a password-protected lock screen. Despite trying various passwords, none proved correct.

And then, a final image — the Grayson Veronin symbol painted across the wall in blood-red pixels. The same mark that had burned itself into the warehouse hours ago. The Ghost hadn’t just resurrected my father’s systems. He’d resurrected his enemies. For a moment, none of us spoke. The air inside the vault felt heavier than oxygen, like the walls themselves were breathing with us. Roman D’Angelo.