Ghost Hunter Zak Bagans Novels & Stories

He nodded in affirmation. "His internal organs were gone! They said it seemed to have exploded. How did you-" "I just wanted to make sure there was no chance of surviving. Miracles do exist." She was dumbfounded. How evil was this demon? He looked like he couldn't hurt a fly. "I brought your bag for you." He brought up a new topic as he pointed to the edge of the bed where the bag was seated. "You... I thought you couldn't hold nor touch anything." "I never said I held nor touched it." Right.

It's from my uncle's friend Brennan, who took a break from his job because of his injury, and without my uncle, he's probably dead. I checked the messages, and Shiloh stirred. "Why are you still awake?" she asked groggily. "I just received a message from my uncle's friend." I showed the message to her. "One of Mr. Hansen's spies is boarding the plane back to Australia. We'll be landing in Brisbane. He's in the same place where I'm boarding. We will leave here at five in the morning today. He has nothing with him but just himself, no bags or anything. He's wearing denim pants and a black jacket."

I couldn't help but smile when I noticed he was also covered in blood. "GONZALEZ!" Hunter shouted in sheer anger. I shared a look with Silvio as we saw Javier run down the hallway to Hunter's office. After several moments, I watched Javier grab a medical kit before going downstairs to the cells. I felt my nose flare in annoyance. Hunter has never cared about any of his victims before. I thought Hunter would've been pissed enough to kill Sienna. So why wasn't she dead? If Sienna was alive, then that only meant one thing. Hunter was holding back. He hasn't fully given in to Sienna being a traitor. It's clear that I need to push him over the edge before it's too late.

Everything a sanguis had is bloody red eyes, fur, and two long tails slowly swaying, following the air. I thought that I may have seen a sanguis before, in the middle of the forest when I was a kid when my father knocked on an unfamiliar door and - “She’s shifting back!” Alarick hurriedly approached the prisoner and covered her with the suit he was wearing. I looked at Alarick, who was now lifting the unconscious prisoner. I nodded when I got what he was thinking. “We cannot let her stay here.”

‘This is gonna be a little brutal depending on what we will be facing so I hope you’ll stay and watch it. [Go on! I want content and wanna learn!] [Why are they so cowardly?] [Just wait… They’ll be entering soon. I’m placing my bets on a banshee or something like a spider] [A spider? You serious?] and comments from the 4 people continue to come. They walk into the building while showing the camera around. The person who resembled Yasuhiro says- ‘Try finding something over there. I have a feeling that something ominous is there.’ ‘Sure.’ Says the boy holding the camera and enters one of the starting rooms.

They pulled back to Easton. "Easton, call Thorgan over. There's still more than 100 yards ahead. We don't know how many traps are buried under the snow. We need him." Voices rose around him, all pressing the same demand. Easton's expression darkened. Earlier, Thorgan had begged him not to attack, and Easton had cursed him as a coward. He had sworn they did not need Thorgan to take this bunker. Now the first push had already shattered them. On the second floor of the bunker, Cyrus cradled the heavy sniper rifle and waited. "Why hasn't the ice mutant shown himself?"

“Zora didn't pick up.” The news added a new layer of uncertainty. Ignis was an enigma, and Zora's absence in the call deepened the mystery. “It could be a larger conspiracy, or Ignis might be acting alone,” Hunter continued, analyzing all possibilities. Caleb blinked, processing the information. “So, how are we going to deal with Ignis?” Hunter crossed his arms, thoughtful. “We need to approach her cautiously. If she's really involved, we don't want to alert her before we have answers.”

“You’re serious?” Zak nodded toward the zipped body. “Dead serious.” “How far?” she asked. “City limits. Travel’s shut. Hospitals are evacuating to secure zones.” Linda touched Zak’s shoulder. “We’re bugging out.” “Copy.” Zak turned—and stalled. The pendant at Jane’s throat caught the light: silver cross entwined with wolfsbane. Something flickered in his eyes before he smothered it. Is she one of them? He didn’t voice it. Not yet.

A figure emerged from the tree line—a tall man with the unmistakable confidence of someone who thought he was in control. Benton Nye. I had only seen his picture in the dossier Hana provided on the drive from the farm to the park. His picture had been burned into my mind—a man with sharp features, dark hair, and a smirk that barely concealed his arrogance. The dossier detailed his role as the leader of the American Hunter Association, his calculated brutality, and his obsession with destroying the supernatural and avenging his mentor, Sakina Adio. He didn’t just kill supernatural beings—he studied them, broke them, and experimented on them.

He called him again. "Yes pup". "You said your mother had super natural powers. Do you have too"? He asked the question that was clicking in his mind. "Well we all have. For instance Enzo can cast a spell. Saint, can put someone to sleep. Max can read minds. He knows what’s going on in other people's minds. Zee is a calamative. Like if you are panicking or upset, just look at him and you will feel at ease". He told him.