Ghost Kingdom Novels & Stories

Also there are four kind of hunger ghost, ghost who killed people for wealth, ghost who used innocent people like trash for gaining wealth, ghost who used themselves for gaining wealth, ghost who lost his wealth because of people. Further all categories of ghost are separated by sub categories. Ghost who killed for wealth include venom breath ghost, piercing ghost and blood strive ghost. light eyes ghost. Ghost who used innocent people like trash are stinky body ghost, shedding skin ghost and spineless ghost, Humbart was possessed by spineless ghost, spineless ghost are one that usually who forces people to do all evil thing in return of food because of which their spine is broken and they

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

KAIDA I stood between realms, a fragile dam against a rising tide of spirits. Following the light radiating from each apparition within the estate, I anchored as many souls as I could, ushering them into the afterlife. My body felt like a hollow vessel; I could no longer feel the ground beneath my feet, yet I moved with desperate resolve. I had to protect my pups and my mates from the Gashadokuro’s impending assault. I could sense its birth—a dark, rhythmic pulsing that hammered against my skin.

Alfi said. “Anything for you, my lord. But, can you give me a little help?” The tied ghost who is unable to stand up said. “No problem.” Alfi grabs the shroud on its head and sends him flying. It lands standing safe and sound. “Thank you.” It looks pale. “Tell me. Where are we?” Alfi asked. “We are in the Supernatural realm.” The Ogre said. “The supernatural palace of Ki Bromo to be exact.” The tied ghost added. “The supernatural palace?” Alfi raises his eyebrow.

"Proceed to the next action! Collect the souls!" ❇❇❇ Rain started to pour heavily as orcs and giants came down from the ship. They hustled their way out of the tall building and slaughtered every normal they could find. They collected their souls, placing them in a cell-like bag as the normals just start to disappear, turning into white orbs of energy. The normals couldn't see them, leaving them defenseless and without any idea what was upon them. Laughing hysterically for another feast they are taking, they hurriedly scattered themselves into the streets of the near-barren city.

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

Samantha still couldn’t forgive the old geezer—now deceased—who had limped the old Alpha, Caleb’s father. If there was a second chance, Samantha wished that she was the one who had harmed Hank Kasun. She wanted to throttle him herself. This was because he instigated the Great War that had dwindled the members of Shadow Pack. There was another movement again in the dark shrubbery to her right. Samantha was looking around, trying to figure out what animals lay behind it for she could not see right through the shrubbery. The sun had gone down over the horizon hence the dim lights were limiting her acute sight.

“First, you tell me how the hell you are a half-ghost. That’s not even supposed to be possible. Then you can tell me what you need help with, and I will decide if I want to help.” “Ballsy, brave, and pretty. Aren’t you just the whole package? You will help me, Little Reaper. Your damn coven owes me, and you owe me for trying to reap my soul when I’m not actually dead. I’m half-ghost because Life granted my father the ability to have a child in the afterlife. He worshiped her, and when he got sick and was dying, he asked her to grant his dying wish, to give him the chance to have a child. So, she did. Life loves to stick it to Death when she can. Does that answer your question?”

"Is she dead?" Sekhmet shook his head. "Not exactly. Her physical body was destroyed, but she carries a curse from Gabriel himself. Eventually, she'll either find or grow a new body, but it may be centuries. There was virtually nothing left of her body after the attack." Emily frowned. "You mean the archangel Gabriel, from the Bible?" "Yes," Sekhmet confirmed. "Wow," Emily whispered, leaning back against the couch in awe. She had so much to learn.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.