Novel & Cerita Ghost Stories Club

" Two guards in black immediately moved in, ignoring Nellie's struggle as they dragged her toward the exit. Around them, guests lifted their phones, snapping pictures and laughing under their breath. Voices overlapped, mocking how pathetic the Scott siblings were, laughing that people like them might as well be dead. What they didn't know was that I was already dead. And Nellie was suffering from the same illness I had. She didn't have much time left either.

"You... You bitch. You bastard with no parents. A curse like you deserves to be beaten to death." Elowen’s words drove Mrs. Rothschild completely insane. She lost all reason and lunged forward to grab Elowen by the hair. But at that very moment, everyone present except Elowen shuddered. An icy chill crept up from the back of their necks and spread rapidly through their bodies. "Why do I suddenly feel so cold?" One of the servants looked around in fear. Hospitals were known to be places where many restless spirits lingered, and they could not help wondering if a ghost had just brushed past them.

Once they stepped outside, Lucas angrily threw the fake money on the ground. “Damn it! How dare they trick me?!” Meanwhile, I was secretly watching the whole scene and laughing my head off! … The following day, while Lucas was sleepy, I pretended to speak casually and said, “I heard there’s a big bag of money near the third pillar at the lakeside gazebo. It’s about to get ruined in the water.” When he jolted awake, I slipped into the crowd unnoticed. Lucas excitedly told Zoe about the news. She hesitated a bit after yesterday’s fiasco, but he insisted, saying an opportunity like this would not come again. They had to go and check things out for themselves.

Zack's wine poured all over when we drove on top of a speed bump. "And we are here!" I announced as i parked beside the club. "I heard the owner of this club was murdered," Ethan said. "So they decided to add a spooky vibe to the club, just recently. They occasionally had strip shows on weekends but the weekdays were censored." Zack enlightened us. They knew more about the club than i did. I was the one who lived closer. "Yeah, we could have just gone to a bar parlor," Matteo said. "They don't serve the best drinks there," I said before i took the first step to come out. They followed afterwards.

We didn't take a convoy; we traveled in our shifted forms, two shadows racing across the moonlit plains. The Ossuary was a crumbling ruin of white stone, hidden deep within a canyon. As we approached, the air turned frigid. I could feel the presence of the Ghost Council before I saw them. They weren't alive, but they weren't dead either. They were echoes—wraiths of the old world held together by sheer spite and the remnants of the Council’s forbidden magic. "Welcome home, daughter of the void," the Elder’s voice rasped from the darkness of the tomb.

He had diverted his wife's attention and still left her satisfied with him. Note > Pseudo-ghosts: Refers to the 2009 American film Ghosts of Girlfriends Past, whose plot revolves around Connor Mead (McConaughey), an insensitive womanizer who, on the eve of his brother's wedding, is visited by the "ghosts" of his ex-girlfriends.

I still heard the heavy knock again, who could that be I thought to myself, I quickly grabbed a closed dress and put it on, picked up the keys, and went towards the door. When I held the knob I opened the door and saw some hefty men in their numbers like gangsters, looking furious with arms, my heart quivered and trembled. Immediately I saw them. I just recognized one of them who is called ghost at the specter clubhouse where I worked, he has been known for his notorious and terror activities. He has always wanted to have me at the club but I was so stubborn and refused to let him have his way. I quickly Jammed the door to turn the knobs on, but his mighty hands held the door from closing.

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her

Seras takes one look at me and her eyes go full orange. Seras: “Who do I need to burn?” Celeste (hoarse laugh): “Myself, apparently.” Kayo’s tails flicker visible for half a second. Kayo (soft, dangerous): “The Forty-Eighth made contact.” Not a question. We don’t go home. We go downstairs. The Ohio Club basement is packed even at 2 a.m. Ghosts part like water when they see my face. Al Capone is behind the bar, polishing a glass that doesn’t exist.

Maybe especially now. We moved quickly. The men inside were bought off or warned. Some left without question, some cursed me under their breath, but all of them understood. When Saint said it was over, it was over. By midnight, the club was empty. I walked through the rooms slowly, the weight of years pressing down on me. Every corner held a memory. Deals sealed with blood. Laughter sharp with liquor. Screams swallowed by music. Ghosts walked beside me, and for once, I didn’t try to silence them.