Novel & Cerita Ghost Hunters Fanfiction

The guy barely nods, but Luca doesn’t seem to care. He turns back to me, his eyes glinting with mischief. “So, what’s the plan? We hunt this ghost down, shake them up a bit, and make them spill their spectral secrets?” I smirk despite myself. “Yeah, something like that. Let’s see if we can find out anything useful about that key. Maybe there’s a ghost bored enough to chat.” “Or rant,” Luca adds with a wink. “Old ghosts love a good rant. Especially the ones who think they’re still living in the 1800s.”

My eyes strain and catch sight of a still shadow laying on the ground in the distance, I know it is my love is lying in the dark pathway lifeless, her soul has already gone on to God and left me behind. Just as I believe I am escaping; she is in front of me grabbing me. “Oh! My love, never run from a vampire!” She laughs “Oh I love it when they run, makes everything more enjoyable” She licks my neck. She starts kissing and sucking while stroking my length. I feel so ashamed and wish for death. "Come for me Hunter" she purrs as I wait for her to kill me, suddenly, she stops and she is ripped off me. I hear a loud thud, she groans as I imagine she is thrown into something, possibly a wall. “Hu

When I turned back around, I noticed a new note pinned to the table. It was the same familiar handwriting, but the strokes seemed to carry a hint of chill this time. "Squanderer." I froze, then started laughing out loud. So this ghost couldn't just cook—she was also a thrifty, budget-conscious woman. I liked that. I immediately grabbed a pen and wrote back, "Sorry, Ivy. I was just joking. From now on, let's stick to regular dishes. I won't bring up such ridiculous things anymore." I made sure to apologize sincerely.

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

Even Ryu went through the same experience as I did. “Do you feel better now?” Venice asks as she stops applying the ointment and a nod is what I give to her as a response. “So the thing that you guys saw as possible clues were haunted all of you at first before it made Hunter go berserk today, is that it?” “Exactly,” I affirm. “And it is strange because we still have no idea what it is. Even those in the library haven’t been able to land on a conclusion with the pieces of evidence so right now we are left in the dark,”

She wasn’t sure if she should be happy or unhappy about it. Not up to facing whatever it was, she closed her eyes and prayed it would go away while Mitch continued with his recapitulation of the events leading up to his meeting and falling in love with Alana. He rambled on, completely unaware that his audience was only half listening. She finally let her eyes comb the room for the intruder. It was only a matter of seconds before she spotted him. The old ghost was back. She wasn’t sure if ghosts were telepathic, but she sent him a message to leave anyway. Whether he heard her thoughts or simply felt it was time to go, she wasn’t certain. Whatever the case, she gave a sigh of relief as she wat

I came here when Hunter regained his memories. "I will send you the address but be warned there Is fifty wolves blindly following her every word. Don't try to find me I will be a ghost from here on out". He texted back just as we finished packing and I went to the bookshelf in my room and hit a button. The wall slid open and R chuckles. "You always had an escape plan",he stated.

“Hey!” The vengeful ghost turned toward the hunters. They noticed the shock on its face; it didn’t expect they can see him. The hunters quickly split apart, and they surrounded the ghost. Damon let out a fire and crawled over it with the arrow he was holding. Raven did the same with her Katana. They can see the electricity sparking throughout its blade. “Who are you?” the ghost asked in a big, scary voice. It seemed to echo throughout the grave.

Using such low tactics to mess with you. [Gross, let's expose her, show everyone her nasty tricks.] [She's nothing but an ungrateful leech.] A bunch of online ghost hunters were rallying to help Joanna take me down, the so-called curse, and her die-hard fans were on a mission to sniff out where I lived. That night, as I settled into bed, I sensed someone lurking. Flicking on the light, I was face-to-face with one of Joanna's obsessed followers, knife in hand, ready to take a swipe at my face.

And those silver-blue eyes when they locked with mine… I don’t know why, but I still can’t tell if she’s human or a werewolf. 'You know we want her laid out beneath us,' Ghost said. “No. I don’t want her.” 'Oh, but you do... Can’t you feel it? If she was the one giving that blowjob instead of your own hand, you’d have come in seconds.' “Well, that’s your damn fault—with all your twisted fantasies,” I muttered. 'You came back home without getting laid. We’ve got the money. We already tasted Marirose’s virgin pussy—' “I don’t let anyone step on me. You know that.”