Ghost Korean Drama Novels & Stories

He roared in fury, "What the hell are you talking about? What rental apartment? Are you messing with me? Do you have a death wish?" The person on the other end seemed unfazed as if already accustomed to such reactions. Ignoring the man’s agitation, they spoke in a solemn tone, "Mr. Hart, please remain calm. This is the city police department. We received a report about a foul odor coming from a rental unit and discovered the body of a young woman who had been deceased for three days. "The deceased has been identified as your wife, Winnie. Her daughter, Nina, is currently missing. If you have any information, please inform us immediately."

She dried off and wrapped up in her fluffy robe. Sitting on the sofa, she flipped through the channels, looking for a good Korean drama. The one that caught her attention was titled Secret Garden; even though she had never seen a Korean drama, this one seemed like it was going to be good. As she watched the couple in the drama, her thoughts fell upon Kenneth; Kita looked over at her phone, wondering why it wasn't ringing. This is dreadful! Kita thought. Her mind returned to when she expressed her emotions to Lyle; she meant Kenneth when they were in the Baha Mar.

The dishes that waited for me on the table were BBQ ribs, chili con carne, sauteed broccoli, and zucchini soup. I shamelessly polished everything off again. After freeloading like this for three days straight, I started to feel a little guilty. This ghost not only had a good temper, but she also clearly knew how to run a household. I dug a pink sticky note out of a drawer and, using a thick black pen, wrote, "Hi. What should I call you? I feel bad just eating your cooking all the time." When I finished, I placed the note neatly in the center of the table.

I ask when he answers. “Yeah, boss, she’s still in her cab,” he replies. Good. Right where I want her. “You know your assignment,” I say, ending the call. No hesitation. No explanation. He already knows. Ghost is called that for a reason, you can always feel him watching, but you never see him. Same way Black Kings moves. You don’t see us coming, you just feel it when it’s already too late. She told me she doesn’t belong to me and walked away, leaving me standing here.

“What is it?” His eyes never left the monitor. “You might want to see this.” “I am seeing it.” “No.” He shook his head with a quiet laugh. “Keep looking.” I narrowed my eyes and scanned the information in front of me. At first… Nothing. Just usernames, encrypted traffic, anonymous forums, and data moving across the screen. Then one name caught my attention. Ghost. Beside the name were two simple words. Recently online. I froze. Ash immediately went silent. The room seemed quieter all at once. Ghost. Everyone in the underground knew that name. Everyone on the dark web respected it. Some feared it. Ghost never failed. Ghost never left evidence behind. Ghost simply got the job done.

Hana growled annoyed. She didn't like it when Haekyo brought up the topic. Because both she, and Kyunghee, both have agreed to forget all the events in the past, and they prefer to start their lives again with their own paths. In fact, now Kyunghee is in a relationship with a doctor in Spain. And according to the news, Kyunghee will bring his girlfriend to Korea soon to be introduced to Haekyo and her.

said Gary. "So... they killed many people with their strength, and we can’t know who exactly they are? They are so freaky... like a ghost, " commented Min Ho, who was only listening the whole time. "Yes, they are like ghosts who are always hiding in their shadows and no one is aware of their presence. They are maybe among the common society like us too," said Jae Suk. "By the way, you did a great job today. Keep your eyes on the close relative of the recently deceased ACO member. Maybe they can give us a hint...." said Jae Suk to his subordinate.

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.

Yong-rea crossed his arms in front of him and slumped down the tree a bit. “Why would the humans make a ghost story up about them?” If it was a god, how would people not know? I didn’t get it. “A Gumiho kills with a kiss. They appear as a beautiful woman and lure their victims in, and once they kiss, they draw out all of their life source into a fox marble. They gain all that person’s knowledge and energy. They have done that for thousands of years. All people know is that some go in and some don’t come out.” Yong-rae looked out into the forest with sad eyes.

I was even able to see her broken neck bone… She was a karkinos ghost, I instantly recognized her as I remember reading about them in my grandmother book, as per ancient culture, Ghosts with small means are classified under three category first one is Needle-hair ghosts who have hair like iron needles, distressing to themselves and other, second one is Smelly-hair ghosts who have spike-like hair that emits an awful odor and lastly karkinos ghosts who have large goiters on whose pus they must feed. She was karkinos ghost, her state looked horrible… my gaze were tentatively fixed on her when she suddenly lifted her right hand up and pointed in left direction….