Ghost Stories Dub Quotes Novels & Stories

The altar’s broken shape loomed behind them, cracked stone glowing with unnatural pulses. I gasped. Sarah’s hand found mine. Daniel crouched nearby, silver blade drawn. John’s torch flickered far ahead just a flame swallowed by shadows. David lay before the altar, unconscious. His mark glowed a violent red. The ghosts’ hunger pulsed toward him. Their chant deepened. A voice whispered in my mind, cold as frost: “He remembers. I remember. You belong.” I froze. Sarah tugged me back. “We have to move.” But the ghosts didn’t wait,they surged forward.

Will she be able to survive all the ordeals if they knew Luca asked her out? Marvina chuckled, "Well, it's just a mere dream. Don't read too much into it. If you're scared of that female ghost, then I suggest for you call for someone to help you chase the ghost out of your house.” She answered casually. Marvina looked at her worried face. She added, "Well, it's just a nightmare. Nothing to worry about. If you don't believe in superstition then don't believe in it. Live your life normally. Unless you believe in superstitious things then I guess you will get used to it in no time."

It is indeed a mirror and we are indeed seeing ghosts. Slowly, Harris goes back to us and whispers, “They are real.” I gasp and cover my mouth to avoid myself from screaming. Why do ghosts try to talk to us? “We are here to help you,” the man says. “Anyway, I’m Apphia,” the woman on the farthest right introduces herself to us. “This is Eve, and that one, on our right, is Luke.” Luke and Eve simultaneously raise their right hand to say hi to us. They look so scary that my hair is rising as I feel the cold air at the back of my neck. I subconsciously go to Harris and hold on to his arm.

“Excuse me sir, could you repeat what you just said?” “My best friend’s ghost is in my house and it is laughing at me. I think it wants to kill me. Send help please, I don’t wanna die “Sure thing, sir. Wait a minute let me ask my grandmother for the Ghostbusters number or maybe I’ll get R.L. Stine to look into it, maybe one of his books has an explanation..” “What? This is not a joke, I’m serious” “Have a nice day, sir.” The line went dead.

Scar’s weak, terrified voice echoed from the darkness. Ghost’s heart sank. “Scar...” Scar blinked, eyes widening in disbelief. “Gh... Ghost...” Ghost rushed to the cage, pulling at the gate. “Even the devil can’t catch me.” “Oh my God! It’s really you, Ghost!” Scar rambled in disbelief. “You’re here! You’re alive! Those bastards couldn’t get to you.” Ghost grinned widely, continuing to fumble with the gate. “The key, the key is with the ugly...”

My groin. They frowned at me. "A talking ghost? Where?" Gen asked me more as if he was wondering what I was talking about. "Those demons last night. They spoke! They keep on saying kill.... kill you... but I don't know who they are trying to kill." I will explain them here because it is true that I heard the ghosts. "Now that is creepy. Those things don't speak!" Lucas promised. I raised an eyebrow at this. "I heard them and trust me. I will be glad if I did not hear them at all."

Jason looked genuinely puzzled. Avoiding his gaze, Liora explained, "We don't do that. We call male ghosts 'dark souls' and female ones 'phantom queens'. And guess what? You've got yourself a phantom queen right beside you. Looks about 20, long hair, and, oh, bleeding from the wrists." Jason's face went through a sudden transformation. "Seriously, Liora? Are we playing games now?" Liora rolled her eyes, sizing up Jason like he was the slowest kid in class. "Fine, let me break it down. Why do you go visit your dead relatives' graves?"

She suddenly remembered how in TV shows and movies, sudden drops in temperature were used as a hint that a ghost was about to appear. "If you don't find it before nightfall, you'll get lost in the dark and…well…I hope you don't meet any ghostly apparitions on your way out. They can be pretty spiteful and dangerous after all." Kiran froze. Surely Diel was just teasing her, right? There couldn't be any ghosts in the citadel. She then felt another presence behind her. This time, it was accompanied by an eerie hiss…and what seemed like the sensation of a slimy tongue flicking dangerously close against her ear.

At that time, a few people next to them could all hear what the twins were saying. "Adults?" Justin reacted quickly, even though he couldn't see the twins. "The adult you're talking about, is it the lady who came over with us?" The younger sister nodded, realizing that some people couldn't see, and replied, "Yes." That voice was really deep, not at all like a child's. The male student's scalp is numb now. He was completely dumbfounded, never daring to play tricks. Now hearing that the other party could actually command ghosts to help her, he cowered and didn't dare to show his face.

Leon panted, scanning the dim corridor as his breath came in uneven bursts. Suddenly, a faint figure emerged out of the shadows—the female ghost. Her face was blurred and indistinct, her presence otherworldly. She didn’t speak but raised a hand that glowed faintly blue, pointing silently in a specific direction. Leon froze, instinctively stepping back half a pace. But time was slipping through his fingers, and hesitation was a luxury he couldn’t afford. Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to follow the ghost’s lead.