Ghost Hood Novels & Stories

A mere two hours later, Emily found herself standing, unarmed, on an airplane runway between a vampire and a 'complicated' man who could turn into the world's biggest wolf. She was feeling slightly dazed and unreal. Everything was happening so fast. Behind them, a small white hanger stood in shadows. In front of them, a small plane taxied to a halt like a weird cab. The hatch opened to show a man she'd never seen. His hair was long; similar to Paoli's shoulder length.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

A sigh escaped my lips as I typed, deploring my feeble backbone. “Meet you out in five.” So I bundled up for the cold night, tiptoed all the way down the stairs and sneaked out the backdoor. He waited for me in the middle of the garden, keeping his distance from the Manor. Back to his black outfit, he reminded me of something I’d heard in many a ghost-hunting video: a shadow darker than the darkness around. That was Brandon Price under the stars, before the full moon rose above the woods. Not exactly an appealing figure to approach on that freezing dark night. The only pro was that he’d replaced his baseball hat with a beanie, which would allow me to see about an inch more of his shadowy fac

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.

she walked to my closet and picked up a hoodie, “this will help, along with the gloves.” “Thanks, mama,” I said as I took the hoodie from her and put it on with the gloves. My hoodie was my favorite color green and big enough for me to fit my entire body inside, I draped it over my knees to keep them close to me and my mom looked at me with some worry. “Are you alright, baby?” Her eyebrows had a frown and her eyes held the caring mother look that she got whenever she worried that I was sick or depressed.

Roy stared out of the window in disbelief as he watched the old Indian sit peacefully next to the fire he’d built while men, women, and children in flames scrambled all around him. Their screams permeated the inside of his head. “Is this real?” “It sure feels real,” Pete stammered as he and Jacob tossed water onto the shutters in hopes of preventing the rustic building from catching fire. “We need to be doin’ this to the outside. “ “Do ya really want to brave goin’ out with that ghost mob after seein’ what happened to Harold?”

Chapter 98: failed mission Ghost’s POV It was already dark outside when I started my car and headed toward Diana’s place. I wore my usual black hoodie and gloves, with my face covered by a black mask. I always wore the mask. No one knew my face…not even Mercy. That’s how I worked. In shadows. No names. No mistakes.

Her eyes widened and she gasped, she almost ran down Anthony who stood on the way. Before she could stop the car, Anthony easily flew on top of her car with a teleporting speed that left her mouth agape. And with the blink of an eye, the hoodie on the roof came rolling headless down the windshield, his blood staining the windshield. Kayla gasped and shuddered at the grisly sight, unintentionally running the hoodie over before she drew up. She whipped her head around, the taillights aiding her to see the hoodies that were now out of their cars, all in that strange form, hissing at Anthony who she only saw his back.

Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk. His short white hair is spiked. Ghost wears a black sleeveless hoodie and black and white checkered jeans with black boots. His eyebrows, nose, and lips are all pierced with gages in both ears. His pointed ears give him away that he is fae. Ghost has all black eyes, much like one would think a demons would be if they were real. Some things are just stories made up of distorted truths. Demons and angels fall into that category. Ghost's pasty white skin almost glows under the glow of the flashing lights.