Ghost Reading Novels & Stories

I stand up and walk towards the kitchen door, peering my head out into the darkness. Ghosts aren’t real…are they? There was a time I didn’t think werewolves were real. I don’t have that spine tingly sensation of being watched, when the hairs stand up on the back of your neck. So it can’t be, surely I would sense a ghost watching me. “Hello?” I asks out into the darkness, my voice slightly shaky. “Hello?” I hear it again…but not through my ears…it’s coming from my mind. “Who’s there?” I ask out in my mind, my heart rate accelerating.

At this moment, Dolores saw the stunning looking skull without any torso materializing again, she had already begun chanting of her demise in her head to teleport into the white room, consequently, she had simply vanished out of sight from the viewpoint of the ghost. Gwen's ghost stared at the spot where the woman was just present, she manifested her hand and flapped at the area, but still nothing as if the person just evaporated in the air! This kind of dilemma, Gwen had never experienced before, before Gwen was in a satisfactory mood thinking of teasing and likewise killing Dolores today and making her, her pet ghost. Thinking of her failed plan, Gwen couldn't help but scream. Dolores had

The coincidence was just too much to be true. He took another look at the name on the ID card; with his imaginative eyes he slowly turned the name Heaven backwards and it appeared as Nevaeh. He has been sleeping with a ghost he concluded. There was no need to call a prophet to reveal it, even the blind will see and understand this. He needs to drive this thought away, make the pain and fear disappear, he needs to get drunk; so he ran away from the morgue and went to a beer parlour.

“What's a ghoul?” My brows furrowed. ‘How is that possible? That’s never happened before. Never.’ “A dead soul that's stuck on earth.” She was silent again, but only for a moment before she burst out laughing. Her voice was raspy. I could barely hear her giggles but it was still not hard to miss. “What's funny?” “You are. I can't see the dead, Silly. Please I can't. I have… a medical condition. It's… em, delusions. I see things that aren't real a lot.”

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

By the time Richard arrived, the funeral was almost over. Everyone who had come to say goodbye was gone. Only I remained. I wanted a little more time with Chloe. She'd always been clingy. And she was afraid of the dark. "Richard, see? I told you Selena was lying. If this were really a funeral, why is nobody here? This is obviously another stunt to get you to come home." Grace's voice cut through the silence. Richard's face darkened.

He stares at me. Then leans in. Not close enough to kiss. Just close enough to make it personal. “You feel familiar,” he says, voice low. “It bothers me.” I meet his eyes. Say nothing. He doesn’t pull back. “And it intrigues me.” Still silent. “Good night, Mr. Cross,” I say as I smile. Soft. Cold. And I walk away. Because that’s what ghosts do. They haunt. And then they vanish.

I suppose this means I'm about to have another not-so-pleasant chat with him, just as I did before, during, and after the Mate Ball. He's the one who had held me up after the liminal order arrived Crestbane, and he turned my body to stone so he could interrogate me about the state of Liminal Kaelith’s room, which he said was not in order. A signature behavior of mine. As we pass through the halls, I sense slight tremors in Velthra and know it's because of all the Ghasts there. Most people don't understand much about these creatures. They are like soul eaters and are readily available to feast on anything they find physically in Velthra.

Claire had a surprised expression on her face as she asked, “Mom, what’s wrong with you?” Elaine was extremely solemn as she said, “Let me tell you. Someone was killed by a ghost at the Mount Phoenix Cemetery last night! Even his brain was completely sucked out! It is said that he was bleeding out of his seven orifices when he died, and there was a big hole on the top of his head. As a result, his head turned out to be an empty shell with nothing inside at all!”

" 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. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.