Ghost Stories Anime Characters Novels & Stories

I gasped and jumped away from the wall. She looked at me as if she knew exactly what I would say. "What happened?" I gasped. "You traveled back to your people. It's uncommon for people stuck in the in-between. It probably accounts for nearly half of your peoples 'ghost encounters'," she explained. "Are you serious?" I asked in disbelief. "Yes, and if you can relax, you can probably do it again," she tried to reassure me. I shook my head. "No, I don't want to do it again."

Elder Xhang died on the spot. “That would teach you a lesson Ghost,” Aurum roared at the dead body. “You cannot kill me twice.” “Who said?” Elder Igor roared in Ghost’s voice. “I can kill you as many times as I want to. I would kill you as many times as possible. You are nothing but a loser.” Aurum spun around to the sound of the voice. It sounded exactly like Ghost’s just the same way Elder Xhang’s voice sounded like Ghost’s some minutes ago.

Kyra raised her hand, and she opened the portal. “Ostium Inferni,” said Kyra. Presently a portal opens from behind the ghost. It turned its back, and the gang could see fear and shock on its face. A hooded creature came out of the portal. The wings almost remove the feathers. It was wearing a long skirt with a broken hem. Also, it was holding a scythe, and they could not see its face. “W-what is that?” Raven asked in shock. “The grim reaper.” Tyler and Kyra spoke, but they only heard Kyra’s voice. Tyler uses his telepathy with Kyra.

A loud gasp escaped my lips when I saw it. It was a ghost. A teenage girl who looked no older than fifteen. She had wavy blonde hair and dull green eyes. There was a horrible wound on her chest. Someone had ripped her heart out of her chest. Now, her chest was more or less, a gaping hole. Tears pricked my eyes at the sight of the girl. I'm a necromancer and it's normal for me to be able to see ghosts and spirits but it's been quite a while since I saw one.

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.

The wind picked up, and the leaves rustled with an eerie whisper. "Do you feel that?" Marinetta asked, her voice tense. Harley nodded, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "Something's not right. We need to investigate." They followed the disturbance deeper into the forest, their senses alert. As they approached a clearing, they saw a figure standing in the center, surrounded by a shimmering aura of dark energy. Marinetta and Harley approached cautiously, their hands on their weapons. The figure turned to face them, revealing a gaunt, spectral appearance. It was a ghostly apparition, its eyes filled with a haunting sadness.

If Kai wants her to understand this topic clearly, he better tolerate her treating this like a tutoring session. "Because they can go on until death without being bothered by spirits. I've met quite a few people who can either see or sense ghosts being subjected to bullying, mostly children. As you have seen with the gandaruwa, they're not exactly pretty and that can cause immense paranoia alongside the occasional jump scares. It's either their paranoia as they're trying to adjust looking at spirits and ghosts or they make the ghosts their friends which make them weird in the eyes of others, you get the jist."

He then spoke, pointing at Ghost, who by the way was still bouncing around in the flowers. Oh crap, I totally forgot about him! I mentally slapped myself, then turned to the side, “Oh my god, Ghost, get back here!” I shouted at the crazed husky. “Ghost?” The guy instantly asked confused. “Yeah, she’s a total Game of Thrones fan,” Kara explained giggling. “Oh...” He mumbled, while I was still looking at Ghost, who was heading towards me, but suddenly stopped in his tracks and started howling like a crazed wolf.

I had no choice, so I dug through every gift Zoe had ever given me, but I found nothing. Just when I was about to give up, I shook a pillow, and a tiny paper figure floated out. Its face was drawn to resemble Lucas, and his birth details were written on the back! The fortune teller exclaimed, “That’s it! The lock and the paper figure work together, and since you've touched the lock, the effect on you is stronger. Luckily, you found it early.” I broke out in a cold sweat. That same day, I slipped the paper figure under Miles’ pillow and instructed my parents to watch him while he slept.

The ghost looked at me with pleading eyes. "Those are talismans of Gong tau," Miyako whispered; Chinese black magic. "Those are finger bones," the friendless one added. Smashing them seemed like the sane thing to do. Pamela wouldn't have liked that excuse. I held up each trinket before the ghost. The first one - nothing. The second one - pleading. The third one - nothing. I had to be sure. I smashed the second one. The ghost's shape rippled then began to fade.