Ghost In Library Novels & Stories

how did they kill demons? Hopefully I can get a book that answers all my questions I stood in front of the huge tall building It is quiet weird how huge and quiet the library was I breathed out heavily and walk into the library Silence greeted me as no living soul was in the library Weird!!! I sighed looking around for the Liberian "Can I help you??? "I heard a voice behind me making me yell in shock I turned to face a old woman in a white robe She looks 70 or more "Hello! "I greeted with a bow

Taz turn on a small torchlight which he had taken along with him before sneaking inside the sacred library. Every book in the library was about the blood moon beast. Despite the alikeness of all the books, there was a particular one that caught Taz's attention. It was a grey book with ancient inscriptions. He pulled it out, dusted it and hid it inside his garment and hurried out of the hidden room. Unknown to Taz, as he walked out of the room through the secret door and out of the library, the secret room disappeared and there was no secret library there anymore.

I can hear small whispering types of sobs coming from the person he's holding hostage. I l**k Michelle telling her to keep it down as she approaches, so she's on high alert and won't be caught off guard if by chance there's anymore intruders hanging around outside. I try to l**k my father before I take anymore steps towards them. But I am met with a barrier. He must be fighting. That's the only time he blocks me out. I slowly move forward crouching down as I go, moving closer to were I hear the quiet sobs coming from. Glancing in between the books, when I spot Mrs. Honey and the male standing beside her, as I sniff the air to make sure I don't smell any blood coming from her, another scent h

It was a lot to take in. I needed a long time to process it all. My ghostly roommate was actually a legendary former employee of my own company. I closed my laptop with mixed emotions. “So… did the accident trap you here?” After a long silence, Nathaniel’s voice echoed softly in my head. It was faint, almost hazy. “It wasn’t an accident.” My heart dropped. Before I could ask for details, the voice vanished. The next few days at the office were quiet.

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.

Goddess, I hated that word almost as much as I hated keeping up with Alpha Hunter’s ruse. Setting my breakfast down on a nearby table, Sterling hummed quietly. As he turned, his lips twitched clearly fighting a smile. “Actually, I was referring to you sleeping in the library, but by all means you may continue.” I gave him a flat glare which coaxed a chuckle from him, “Fine, but remember you’re the one who said it, not me.” His eyes dropped, scanning my rumpled clothes with interest. “Did you know a ghost roams this very library? Some old scholar type who died of a heart attack in the armchair right over there by the window. He tells me you found something but won’t elaborate on what it is.”

She studies my face for a long moment before her gaze softens. “I might be able to get some from the restricted area for you,” she says. “But that’s it. Don’t tell anyone and be careful with the. Find a study room and wait, I will bring them to you.” Relief trickles through my chest. “Thank you.” As she disappears down one of the narrow aisles, I let out a slow breath as the weight pressing against my ribs eases a little. I walk deeper into the library until I find a study room tucked in the corner of the third floor. It is small but quiet. I drop into the chair and press my hands against my temples. My head feels heavy as Ghost stirs in the back of my mind, restless and agitated. He has not

"The Shareholders love the 'Wonder,' but they need 'Structure.' They need 'Dialogue.' We’re going to introduce a new 'Supporting Character' to spice things up." He looked at me and winked. "Ready for your 'Surprise Reunion,' Kaima?" --- ### The Ghost in the White Suit Julian tapped a button on his tablet. From the white elevator, a second person stepped out. They were wearing a simple grey dress. Their hair was pulled back in a neat bun. They held a small, leather-bound book in their hands. "Librarian?" I gasped. But as she walked closer, I realized it wasn't her. The face was the same, but the eyes were hollow. There was a silver port at the base of her neck, pulsing with a faint blue light

And with that final, cryptic warning, he was gone, melting into the hallway as silently as he had appeared. Kara was left alone in the warm, inviting library, her heart pounding not just from the shock of seeing a ghost, but from the chilling reality of his words. Her past had a face—two faces—and it was actively hunting her.

“Okay, so, I’m going to take a wild guess that you want something from me?” The ghost girl swooped through me, momentarily dazing my body with an unpleasant, cold, and stuffy feeling. I shot her a glare. “I don’t like it when you do that.” She shrugged. “It’s nice for me. The living feels homey and warm.” I ignored that statement, noticing that half the library was staring. I turned my face away so they couldn’t see me when I murmured, “What do you want from me?”