Ghost Realm Novels & Stories

Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk. His short white hair is spiked. Ghost wears a black sleeveless hoodie and black and white checkered jeans with black boots. His eyebrows, nose, and lips are all pierced with gages in both ears. His pointed ears give him away that he is fae. Ghost has all black eyes, much like one would think a demons would be if they were real. Some things are just stories made up of distorted truths. Demons and angels fall into that category. Ghost's pasty white skin almost glows under the glow of the flashing lights.

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.

"Three, it's a short distance from the portal entrance to the destination, but it can take a lot of energy, so keep moving straight for the exit portal rip and do not stop." We all stepped into the open tear, and it instantly closed behind us. I could see the exit a few yards ahead and went towards it. The souls of the dead blended into the grey mist that clung to the edge of our lit road. The rogue's eyes were glued intently on the faces of the lost dead as I reached out and pulled him on. He pulled against me slightly, but I managed to get him to move. The ghost roads were cold and chilly, and the longer we stayed on them, the more dangerous they became. They were not for the living. I cli

The ghosts of the grave realm all appeared to just be one enormous family despite being from everywhere and anywhere. Cassidy saw how the sun began to rise and all the ghosts were heading back to their graves. Daytime in this realm only lasted for two hours but being ghosts, sleep was not needed as much. Just before Hookfang went to rest Cassidy had to ask why they didn’t just sleep anywhere. Hookfang quickly explained how all ghosts must be in their graves for at least two hours a day or they cease to exist. The graves keep them tethered to existence which is why it was called the "grave" realm and not simply the "ghost" realm.

The park keepers watched over them, keeping them safe and secure. The BloodMoon was a location for the mythology about vampires, making it the best place to get a glimpse at one. The DarkMoon was for the legend about werewolves, making it the absolute best place for ones to come face to face with the monsters. There was a teenage boy of mixed heritage named Malison. His mixed heritage made him unique in the myth and legends of the Mythic world. His bloodline was mixed with humans, werewolves and vampires, with his mother a vampire, and his father a Werewolf. He was never a pure human, but always a Werewolf, and as with mixed heritage, he was powerful enough.

This young man is so strong, he also lost both legs, and he doesn't know what to do in the future, when Cadell Brian refines the Fire Crystal Nightmarefiend, he was a little lost, suddenly heard a joyful voice by Ghost Scene Female General. Glancing over, only see the Ghost Scene Female General with a cheerful face and a beam of Nightmarefiend that was bigger than him on this side, and collected it in a small blue jar. The Ghost Scene Female General who trains zombie corpses is a small white pot hidden inside, but inside does not know how to display a blue flame, which is a smart fire, the level is still high compared to his Nightmarefiend slightly.

Olivia couldn’t see anything because of the light, only the sound of the deity remained in her ears. “Young recruit will have to dedicate to the galaxy. You have the white of the fairy flower, the beauty of the unicorn and you are the pride of the phoenix. Don’t let me down!” The sound made Olivia curious about her identity. Fairy flower? Unicorn? Phoenix? Why did he say that? She doesn’t know. No one tells her about that. Olivia was about to ask the deity when a powerful suction blocked her voice and pulled her into an endless black hole.

But it didn't matter to her anymore. "Do you know what you are?" "A Night... Hallow." she answered meekly. "Indeed. But do you know what kind of a Night Hallow you are?" She shook her head. "What is your name?" "Lana." she answered briefly. "Lana. Lana the Ghoul." the male repeated. "A ghoul?" "A phantom. Perhaps you have been associated with the graves before?" the male asked. Lana nodded. "Maybe... when I was alive, I remember working as a gravedigger."

I asked no one in particular. 🎬THE EVIL SPIRITS REALM🎬 The Evil Spirits Realm is a special dwelling place for the souls of the evil beings that'd died. They truly died but their souls are trapped in the Realm so that they can't escape and if possible, claim another body and go back to their evil ways. The Realm is guarded by some people called the Guardians Of The Realm. There is an orb which is the center of the Realm's power, literally, the orb is the trap.

" 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.