Ghost Hunter Zak Bagans Novels & Stories

And finally, their new plan. "I don't like this," Ghost said. "Yeah, me neither." "No, I mean, I don't like her story. It's too...neat." "Neat? What the hell is neat about this?" "We just happen to pick the bitch with the most baggage as our mark?" "You said so yourself that before a few years ago she simply didn't exist." "Yeah, but there's a lot of reasons for why that might be. You still got that USB on you?" "Yeah..."

I saw Bryan and Elle standing in the ruins of the bunker, looking up at me. "Run!" I tried to yell, but only red fire came out. The giant turned toward the golden hole in the sky. But he wasn't taking me to the Alpha. He was heading for the nearest city. I could see the silver statues waiting for me, their arms raised like they were praying. "The Queen has arrived," the giant said. Then, I felt a sharp, cold metal blade pierce my back. I looked over my shoulder. It was the Ghost Hazel. She had followed me out of the server. She was riding on the giant’s shoulder, her eyes glowing a dark, oily black.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

I cough a mouthful of blood, and can only smile, said with a glare to the massive creature, “I wonder what it is, just a mere wolf!” “You dare breath after I hit you just now!” The angered roared escape its massive mouth, and jump so high the trees in his way flow away like a twigs. “You, who dare cross this place, must scram! Let me stuff you to seethe my hunger, foreigner!” It was this time the blue light strike the very creatures in the air and turned into nothing... but ash! Misty just able to retrieve the bags I thrown away earlier, and my mind wonder of who cause the interference?!

She said, laughing, “I’m sure we will talk about it. There are lots of things I need to ask you Ichabod, like the last time, you said you know a lot about double personalities, and then you said you were in my room last night that you thought someone was in and...” “Oh, about that...there was no one and....” “The thing is, Ichabod.” Haromy said, looking at him sternly. “I think someone comes to my room every night and that is why I hired you. I need to catch that person!”

A turned hunter, wearing a shredded flannel shirt, its mouth dripping with thick black bile, lunged violently out of the shadows, tackling Atlas squarely in the chest. Atlas grunted as the heavy weight slammed him against the doorframe. The zombie snapped its rotting, jagged teeth inches from Atlas’s neck. Before Atlas could bring his iron poker up in the confined space, a shadow blurred past me. Denzel crossed the porch in a fraction of a second. He grabbed the back of the infected hunter’s hair, wrenched its head backward with brutal force, and drove his dagger straight up through the base of its skull. The zombie went limp instantly, but as it died, a wet, gargling roar tore from its thro

She nodded as he gave her a thumbs up and crept away. He remained in the shadows and moved slowly to the back of the last zombie who looked back at him. He immediately held his head as the zombie dropped the bag he was holding at the ground. The zombie was struggling with him while he held his mouth and dug his fingers into his brain and pulled out the maggot, the zombie went numb immediately. The other zombie that was at the front noticed the struggles going on at his back, he quickly looked back, but unfortunately for him, Igor was prepared.

Christopher and Zyter exchanged a fierce glance, their determination unshakeable. Suddenly, the tranquility shattered as the Blood Ghosts emerged from the darkness. They materialized before the hunters, their red eyes glowing with malice. The sight sent shivers down Christopher's spine, but he steadied himself, gripping his sword tightly. The Ghosts were relentless, their numbers seemingly endless.

I asked, and they shook their heads. "We need to find him. The vampires have been hit bad already. All the blood banks have been destroyed. We have been working double-time, hunting and killing vampires that cross the line and hunt humans for food. We can't keep it up because John Hunter is beginning to retaliate." Kevin Palm, another top hunter, complained. We agreed to find out where the hunters were hiding and if truly Giles was the one leading them. I had trouble believing this because the man was in his sixties by now, but we knew what that bloodline was capable of. Anything was possible.

Of her heart continued walking through its alarming frantic beating, she might discover herself suddenly dead from a heart attack. " My name is Zach and my memories are foggy, that is the only thing I can remember about myself. " the ghost replied " What are you doing here. " Maisie asked " I don't know. One minute I was seating in a food court the next I was here. " the ghost shrugged as he settled down back on the couch which he got up from when the owner of the house he was staying in shouted that he should show himself. She straightens as she continues her questioning. " what are you. "