Ghost Psychic Novels & Stories

He had no idea what to do, but he knew he had to find someone to keep on selling this lie. He knew today was supposed to be his official day back at school, but he wasn't mentally stable to go back and he knew it. Struggling to recover from his mother's demise and now he is seeing Ghosts. He got into his bathroom to wash up and prepare for school. Turned on the shower and stood still as the water paraded his skin and him exhaling, he felt calm at least. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair, and immediately saw Tasha calling his name, her eyes filled with darkness and Her hand stretching out to him. He couldn't move, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He couldn't breat

I sat there for a long time, trying to digest everything. It turned out my ghost housemate used to be a legend at the company that I now worked at. I shut my laptop, my feelings all tangled up. I asked, "So, you're only stuck here because of the car accident… Is that it?" After a long silence, Ivy's voice echoed faintly in my head. It was soft and almost drifting. "It wasn't an accident." My heart lurched. Before I could ask anything else, her voice faded away.

“Alexi? What are you talking about? I’m right here. This isn’t a dream or a hallucination. Are you alright?” “My wife is dead, and I’m talking to her ghost. No, I’m not alright.” I turned away from whatever that was and turned the treadmill all the way up. There was no way I was going to be any good to my sons if I was having visions of their dead mother. This had to stop. She reached over again and grabbed my face. Sparks. I felt them. How can a ghost make me feel these things? This was something only Alaia could do. “Alexi! Look at me.”

She put down the picture and ran to the sofa, her eyes sparkling with hope. “Mommy, you’re being lazy again! I’m going back to our old home to get the music box. Then, I can wake you up!” Seeing her determined to leave, I instinctively reached out for an umbrella, wanting to remind her that it was raining outside. Alas, my hand passed right through her body! In that instant, I suddenly remembered—I was dead. I could never protect her like before.

I drifted along behind him, floating like a restless ghost all the way to the hospital, until I found myself in Alice's ward. There she was, lying on the hospital bed, her face pale and pitiful, as though she were the very picture of tragedy. But looking at her only brought a fresh wave of agony as I thought of my own child—a child fully formed, yet never given the chance to see this world. I glared at Alice and Grayson with a rage so fierce it burned through my spectral being. In that moment, I wished I could transform into a vengeful spirit and drag these two wretched souls to the grave to accompany my child.

I opened the app store and typed in “séance.” Stupid. I knew it was stupid. But I didn’t have a dusty old Ouija board or some gothic medium on speed dial. I had my phone. And right now, it was the only thing between me and the silence. I picked one with decent reviews: “SpiritLink: Connect with the Beyond.” It had the kind of silly interface you’d expect, candles, a board, swirling letters. But it said it used “energy-sensitive microphone response.” Whatever. I just wanted a way to call him.

"What? It should be there. There should be. Maybe you guys didn't see it!" “Hmm, but we didn't see anything, dude. We even took the mop you should have taken.” “If we don't see it, then what exactly are you seeing, Hav?” Gulp. Havi swallowed hard. He didn't want those words to come out of his own mouth, but, “Could it be… a ghost?” Havi asked seriously. "Hah! Nonsense. This early in the morning?!” “Then what was that that I saw? It's definitely not a human with that sinister appearance!”

My buddy, Adam Page, calls me and says that his mom is hospitalized, and he can't rush back in time. He asks me to submit his competition entry that is due tonight. We're both in the competition, but I have already submitted my entry. I'm just about to say yes to helping him when my mouse suddenly jerks. "Don't you dare click it! If you submit his entry for him, you'll lose your first-place prize and the 20,000 dollars prize money! He'll even go on livestream and accuse you of stealing his work, saying that you cost him the prize money and caused his mom to die because she couldn't afford treatment. You'll be torn apart by online bullying, saddled with a huge debt, and end up losing every

I added. "Before I began seeing ghosts, I thought she was merely screaming out of dementia," Malachi continued. "Then I experienced what was truly happening to her. I felt excruciating pain for no reason, always preceded by her chilling screams. It only made sense once my sixth sense opened. It's the soul bond—she is anchoring spirits to their final destination now that the gates are compromised." I blinked as an unsettling feeling slithered through my stomach. If people were still dying in the city, why weren't the spirits pestering Kaida anymore? I expected her to be shrieking from the weight of her duties as an anchor.

asked Elder Maxim coldly as he looked at Elder Ethan. “What I want to say… is that it’s really simple. From the very beginning, the Land of Ghosts was a cursed place. Even a fighter that is an Agility of level nine wouldn’t be able to get out of this place should they come here. The black magic mist carried within it a terrifying power and the devilish energy here is enough to make even us uncomfortable. So how is it possible for a kid with the level of Agility of level two to enter such a place?” Elder Ethan’s expression became even more sinister as he said all this.