Ghost Stories Gif Novels & Stories

Blood covered the walls the night my best friend, Cody Colfax, was murdered. His body twisted and twitched before my eyes, like a fish out of water splashing around on a boardwalk without anyone to put him back. The possession of his body from the unknown source, the scientists call 'The Ghost,' has haunted the bystanders for weeks now. When we found him, his body was half-naked and covered in ashes. The hairs on his arms were fried by the electrical chords wrapped around his arms. The tattoos on his body were symbolic, otherworldly. The Ghost left them there to make their presence known.

Cynthia smirked . Cynthia got her phone out of her pocket and spoke in the microphone ." Hey g****e can vampires kill ghosts ." Damon gave an eye roll " seriously ,,,,, like seriously "he excalimed knowing that it was stupid ...information on net would be more from the fiction stores and stuff majority of the people don't belive supernatural creatures are real .

Jay greeted grumpily as he walked to sit at the table. “Who missed me!!!” Everyone turned immediately they heard a loud voice from behind Rose. “Sorry I startled you all, my bad” Crystal giggled happily like something was going to happen that day. “And the queen herself came down only to scare us like a ghost” Rose teased as she began to dish out the food into their different plates. “Come on mom, it was a prank” Crystal announced before she sat down on her seat. “Yeah I see, a prank that could take us to our early graves I guess” Her mom returned.

Vengeance has not been paid, on the contrary, it is also unjustly killed. Vera step by step closer to see the shadow, in her mind there is only one thought that there is a real ghost here. There's a broom nearby, but are ghosts afraid of brooms? As far as I know, garlic is the most effective thing to keep the spirit from coming near me, so she needs a piece of garlic in her body, but the garlic is not in her body right now, it's in the fridge, and the ghost is in the kitchen, what do you get?

“The world you know is only one layer of many. Thin and blind. Humans walk through it as if they are the only ones who matter. But beneath your feet, above your heads, just beyond the veil of your senses… live the others.” I saw glimpses as she spoke, blinding flashes of creatures my mind struggled to name. “Vampires,” she said, and I saw pale faces and crimson mouths, eyes like glass, cloaks billowing in alleys soaked with blood. “Not the charming monsters from your films. Real ones. Old ones. Bound by blood and ancient pacts. They feed not just on life, but on memory, on fear.” Another flash. “Ghosts,” she whispered. “Spirits caught between deaths. Some gentle. Most not. They live in the c

There is just something about the dark that is so scary. I might be a werewolf but those ghost stories do scare the hell out of me. I kept imagining seeing things as we walked through the forest. A tree that looked like a giant person, a short person with a big head and no eyes. ‘Ahhhhh, what in the world is wrong with you? You are supposed to be the strongest, bravest she-wolf but here you are being afraid of ghosts,' my wolf said and I chuckled. I did that to wake her up, she had been too quiet for my liking.

In the moonlight, a woman in a white lace dress was kneeling on the stone steps of the chapel, her face buried in her hands, her shoulders trembling. She had no feet. Below her dress, there was only a swirling black mist. "I see her." Lorenzo let out a low whistle. "Two years ago, Marco put her in the ground right there. Her ashes are buried under the rose bushes behind the chapel." I didn't stop, walking straight toward the chapel. Giovanni froze behind me but didn't dare to call out. As I reached the bottom of the steps, the female ghost's head snapped up. She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits.

I was gone, and it wasn't as though they could speak ill of me now, not while my body was being buried in the ground. Even my mother-in-law came. She was already a frail, tiny woman, but seeing her there made her appear decades older. Grayson knelt before my gravestone, convinced he was performing some act of atonement. But to me, his presence was nothing more than repulsive. After the funeral, he returned to the small apartment. Alice, starved for three days, lay there, barely clinging to life. The moment she saw Grayson, fear overtook her—a fear she couldn't hide.

Rebecca "Yes even though we couldn't catch any footage of it, there where some blur is seen in some cameras even though it was not clear it passing through the walls suddenly appearing and disappearing from one place to another, we think it was a ghost type and a very powerful one" Giovanni "A Ghost-type, Hmm come here and get on your knees and relive my stress" Rebecca didn't question and went towards Giovanni and went on her knees and unzipped his pants to do her work, she knew Giovanni was pissed and wouldn't be good for her if she refused or didn't do it properly.

Some bodyguards often see it sitting alone at a table at night time when there's no one. Rumor has it that the ghost looks like an ordinary human, but moments later, its lips will be torn up to the ears, and its mouth will gape like a pot with the lid opened. The foul-smelling black gooey thing will come from his mouth, and then his eyeballs will come out, rolling down the feet of the person who saw it. Hayden shook his head again; he was unable to continue the story. It's not that Hayden was scared. It's just that his mind likes to play a trick on him when he imagines something. His mind would exaggerate what he was thinking then Hayden would scream in surprise at just seeing a black shadow