Ghost Story Series Novels & Stories

Loren had already started preparing her story when Ria noticed that the clock already indicated that their next class was about to start. "Good grief! We're almost late!” Ria slapped her forehead followed by Loren who immediately looked at her cell phone and widened her eyes in shock. “You're right, Thomas had called me many times. Come on, I'll tell you the story another time." She got up and helped Ria tidy up some books. Ria immediately set aside one book and an article that she would borrow. For others she'll put back on its shelf. “There are lots of ghosts in this place. I can feel it…” Loren said while walking along the giant bookshelves with Ria.

Stefan and I both were frustrated and dishearten , we were still not able to understand what was happening, I was 100% sure that this is exactly ‘The GHOST’ that Colby had asked me to find. I was lost in my own thought when Stefan spoke “Now what? I don’t see anything that is evidence which we can use” “I...I... don’t understand... I literally saw Ghost name on car ro.....”my words remained in my mouth when something clicked me... ‘This is it..’ I thought and abruptly picked up knife lying on floor and got inside skeleton of Lada that was now remaining... “Hey, Vic, what are you doing?” Stefan questioned me

And now, when we met again, I was already bones in the ground—and she had become a powerful, influential billionaire. But Nicky was sick. And she needed me. So she came looking for me—the man she hated with every fiber of her being—and unleashed her vengeance on everyone I loved. But I was already dead. Suddenly, Adeline's cold voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back. "If Samuel won't show himself, I'll just have to turn up the pressure." My stilled heart lurched. The next instant, Adeline gave the order. Her men swarmed my elderly father and hanged him alive—right there, in front of my grave.

"They aren't frozen soldiers. They’re data-ghosts with physical weight." One of the ghosts stepped out of the light. It moved with a terrifying, unnatural speed, its hand extending into a jagged blade of hard-light. It didn't scream. It just hissed—the sound of a thousand deleted files. Kaelor didn't hesitate. He dived under the ghost’s strike, his knife finding the creature’s throat. There was no blood. Just a spray of blue sparks and the smell of burning plastic. The ghost didn't die; it just flickered, its wound knitting back together instantly.

It was a lot to take in. I needed a long time to process it all. My ghostly roommate was actually a legendary former employee of my own company. I closed my laptop with mixed emotions. “So… did the accident trap you here?” After a long silence, Nathaniel’s voice echoed softly in my head. It was faint, almost hazy. “It wasn’t an accident.” My heart dropped. Before I could ask for details, the voice vanished. The next few days at the office were quiet.

POV Millie Ghost is standing near the doorway. Is he the one on duty for tonight? “Millie.” The hideous man of a person says. “Um..what’s up?” I ask staring at the large scar that runs down his face. “Look Millie…” he says while scratching the back of his head. “I want to apologize for how badly I handled everything with you. I shouldn’t have reacted that way, I can tell you’re a good person, and uh..I don’t know…I think you need to see something on the third floor.” He says slumping his shoulder looking guilty. “What is it?” I ask cautiously. “It’s X..” he says with regret in his tone. “Is he okay?!” I ask frantically. “Yeah, yeah, he’s fine.” He says. I furrow my eyebrow

I move the glass closer to him and hear him whimper as I lift his arm, slicing his wrist with my nail and setting it to drain into my glass. “Now, is there anything else I need to know about my grandfather’s estate?” I ask him. He’s staring horrified at his wrist dripping blood. “It’s haunted.” “I’m a bloodsucker as you said, so I’m not scared of ghosts. There isn’t much that goes bump in the night that isn’t afraid of me,” I tell him. “Anyone come looking for the place recently?” I ask, making sure that my father hasn’t found it yet. “Yeah, another bloodsucker.”

She lightly out the glance on him and had to stop. That man was Gael. Gael Greyson. The person who died three months ago. She paused and looked at him rather confused. "You can see me right?" He took a step towards her making San took a step back. "I thought so." He walked towards her and lifted his hand as tried to touch her face but his passed through her. San suddenly felt scared. "But I can not touch you." He nodded. "G...Gh...Ghosttttt" San suddenly shouted as she ran towards her apartment. It was a ghost. It was definitely a ghost.

I move the glass closer to him and hear him whimper as I lift his arm, slicing his wrist with my nail and setting it to drain into my glass. “Now, is there anything else I need to know about my grandfather’s estate?” I ask him. He’s staring horrified at his wrist dripping blood. “It’s haunted.” “I’m a bloodsucker as you said, so I’m not scared of ghosts. There isn’t much that goes bump in the night that isn’t afraid of me,” I tell him. “Anyone come looking for the place recently?” I ask, making sure that my father hasn’t found it yet. “Yeah, another bloodsucker.”

Ghost drove off immediately with speed and Steve held on to the seatbelt closely. “Woah slow down a bit!” Steve cried. Ghost did not reply him. He drove faster, dodging a few cars and avoiding being crushed by a few more. After about 5 minutes of reckless driving, he turned to face Steve. “Do you know where we are heading to?” Ghost asked staring at him. Steve stared at Ghost wondering what he was up to but he couldn’t figure out a thing. Just then, the car screeched to a halt and Steve stared outside the window to see the gate of a cemetery. He knew immediately that it was the end for him and he turned to face Ghost.