Ghost Hunter Zak Bagans Novels & Stories

Sarong was quiet, yet his intense stare bore a hole though Shanxi’s chest. “This,” Shanxi’s eyes suddenly lit up when he discovered that which he sought. He pulled out a huge bag from his storage space and placed it before his half-blood siblings with a thud. “What are these?” Sharon wondered as she retrieved a few tiny crystals from the bag. “Over the years, Anna, Peter and I have been searching for remnants of Dissector. And recently, we found a small Dissector ship that escaped the destruction of the gods. In it was this bag. It will be quite useful to you.”

Their guide sat on a rock and watched them quietly as she and Oscar hurriedly prepped for their mission. Colonel Briggs, the senior commanding officer of her battalion had called them the previous night for a meeting. They had barely entered his tent before he dove straight to the matter at hand. “I just recieved intelligence from the CIA that Mustafa, the head of the terrorist network we have been tracking for some months now is meeting with an arms dealer tomorrow morning at the outskirts of Baga town. I am sending you two because of your records as the best snipers in this unit. You are to set up communication with me once you get to the rendezvous point. One of the locals will show you t

I glared at him, "I just finished my fucking homework you twat and you ask where my spirit is? Well, it crawled up my ass and died." He tutted, "Must be science something or you wouldn't be this crappy." "What the fu-" I began but he cut me off by throwing the bags he was carrying to me. I checked inside the bag, to find indeed, new sneakers peeking from the inside, half wrapped in a paper. Must be expensive, it was some Italian or perhaps France label at the outside, and the design was gracefully rocker and sexy. I glanced up at him, "Well this is nice..." I trailed off appreciatively.

Skyler screeched to a halt, her face pale in terror. "Nom… Young girls taste the best." Ghost was licking the blood off his lips as he threw the corpse he had been holding with just one hand and grinned viciously. It was a girl just around seventeen, her expression frozen eternally in death after Ghost chewed through her throat. Seeing that she was not getting away, Skyler decided to talk and try to buy time. "Don't you see?! The power of the spiritron vein has consumed you!" That only left Ghost glowering. "And that's because your boss Torrent pushed me this far!"

This man is far older than Sebastian; he has seen a great deal more of the supernatural world. Though not completely, for we are headed his way to help him hunt a monster that is wreaking havoc. Now he has been very secretive about the details; we have no idea what we are walking into. I am almost sure that we are going to be terrified of horror and be totally out of our league. But talking about being out of our league, we are being accompanied by our very own Vampire Hunter. Yes, Zachariah has become part of our ghostbuster team. Much to Sebastian's annoyance, but I think he secretly enjoys Zachariah's company; that is when he does not tease the living daylight out of him. As for Edward, C

However, Keil continued with his report with his head bowed and in a clear voice said “with the exception of the Guardian of the Treasury, Azrael, the Guardian of the royal chapel, Isabell Bathory, the Guardian of the clock tower, Charlotte Blackwood, and the Guardian of the gardens, Qetzal Coatl. We, his generals, have come to kneel ... as the Master ordered. All of us would walk through hell or tear down the bars of heaven without hesitation for you. Facing the six bowed heads, Zark seemed unable to say a word. He felt that abnormal pressure was covering this scene. He did not know what to do. This was the kind of scene that probably happened once in a lifetime. Zark's mind went into chaos

"Now!" Without hesitation, Jacques materializes right behind Zane. His ghost hand shoots through the vampire's rib cage. Zane bucks, trying to get away. "Not so fast." I thrust my hand harder and it sinks in, connecting to Jacques's ghost hand like we're two magnets attracting one another.

Malik: A trick to scare them, but first I have to find something. Dima: What is it? Malik: The fishing line I used, not the case file the detective is looking for. Malik hangs a large black garbage bag from the window and ties it very tightly with string. Inside the bag lie human flesh, blood, and bones. They are the remains of Dr. Ziad and the electrician. He then ties a small piece of paper to the end of the string and throws it out the glass window. The paper hangs by the gate. Malik looks towards the car of the journalist, Suzanne, and the detective, Muhammad. They are directly under the bag. Malik says, looking at the car:

His eyes looked relaxed, not anything like they were seconds ago when he looked at Collin. “You as well, Invisi-boy,” Callie dramatically bowed back. “Callie!” I shrieked. My face changed ten shades of red before settling in the deepest color of it. “Invisi-boy, huh?” he laughed. “It was that or Ghost Boy,” Callie replied matter-of-factly. “Are you a ghost, by the way?” “No,” Hunter smirked, “I’m an assassin.” “Knew it.” Callie nodded. “An assassin from an alien planet coming to scope out a new world to create a new colony on, right?”

Bastion opened the door and lowered his head to walk through keeping his eyes before him. Following behind him, Raven and her mama stole glances at each other in assurance they should continue following him. Neither of them were sure they weren’t being taken to their demises. “Bastion,” Alexandre whimpered, “Where are you taking us?” “Look.” Bastion pointed his long thick finger towards the other side of the room. There. The men that got away that day. Well the skeletons of them. But they had a tether to them. It looked like a spell bag hanging from each of their spines hanging over their rib cages. Bastion said some quiet words and the bones came alive as their spirits filled their dangling