Ghostbusters: Afterlife Phoebe Novels & Stories

I hiss at Sky, not caring a bit that everyone else can hear me. "Heaven not now." "Why not now, she already said it." Phoebe begins to giggle. "You want the gory details Heaven? It was great, he was great. The way his hands and his...." Before she can finish that sentence I begin tackling her. She's startled by my attack but she fights back, scratching my face and even kicking me. Unfortunately Sky grabs me before I can really fight her. "Girls calm down." David says as he grabs Phoebe, who is now laughing uncontrollably.

I muttered while going through her account properly now, eyes burning, pulse jumping. And that’s when it hit me... This wasn’t the first post since her death. There were comments. Likes. Activity. Someone was actively using Echo’s account. For half a second, an insane thought flashed in my brain. “Could Echo still… control her account as a ghost?” Then I snorted. “Hell no. Yeah, she’s cute and glowy and occasionally terrifying, but she’s not hacking I*******m from the afterlife.” There was only one other person who made sense.

At least, they now knew that the murderer was among the tribesmen! Phoebe felt afraid as she said, “It’s true that Banshee has the ability to become a human being. All who were present earlier were humans, and there was no monster with wings.” Thomas smiled in resignation and shook his head when he heard what Phoebe said. It seemed that Phoebe was really shaken, otherwise, she would not have been saying such silly things. The holy woman rubbed her forehead and said, “I’m truly sorry for disturbing the three of you early in the morning. Someone, come and prepare breakfast.”

Even if she did, she'd blame it on the wind. "Ghost?" Sharon was becoming concerned, "I thought you don't believe in such things?" "Really? Oh, em." Geneva cleared her throat and spoke confidently, "that's true, I am not scared by flimsy things such as ghooosts!" The last word Sharon heard was the word 'ghosts' being screamed into her eardrums before she heard nothing else. The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected.

Gordon took in the exterior, this was a place his elements were represented than encouraged. "Woah. Is that the house?" Pheobe was amazed by the house, she initially thought that the house would be broken and burnt to ashes and dust. The house looks almost perfect, all that faded was the color and life. "Yep... Guys are you sure about this? I mean we are dealing with forces beyond the living." Alex cautioned entering the gateway the car cruising down the long drive way. "Just a couple of minutes then we out." Cassidy's voice carried and everyone immediately agreed as a the car parked near the fountain. This is something they doing beyond their job description. They stepping into the afterlif

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

“You don’t think I haven’t done my research, do you?” My breath became short, but I managed to hold myself and not plunged into the impending panic attack. Right before I even found out Damon was my midnight phantom. He already had put my life in danger. My dad’s assassination. Right after that I was abducted and brought to that hellish place along with my demon that haunts me till now. Is it possible that Burson was behind it? I clearly remember what that monster told me about the face of betrayal slamming into me and why he was so adamant for my phantom to show himself to save me.

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable…" The mechanical voice hit him like a blow. Still in disbelief, he flung open the walk-in closet door. Jewelry and designer accessories were displayed in full view. Even the anniversary gifts he had given me were still neatly arranged in the cabinets. The sight of it all untouched felt like a punch to his gut. "Battista!" The family butler, Battista Greco, hurried upstairs. "Yes, Don Falcone?" "Where's Alessia? When did she leave?"

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

“Is running away with my pup is the right decision to make? Yes, I’m scared like Alice has said. I’m afraid of losing her. I’m afraid that someone would hurt her because of me. I don’t want to lose someone I love again.” My ghost caressed my arm soothingly, and then he hugged me to his broad chest. So he is a male, ha. I sighed and buried my face in his chest and closed my eyes tightly and hiccupped a sob. He hummed and started to sway us right and left. He left me to cry while still stroking my back. I sniffed for the last time and groaned. “You will need a shower Mr. Ghost; you are as stinky as me now.” He chuckled softly and I smiled at the melodic husky sound.