Ghostbusters Who Ya Gonna Call Novels & Stories

Amanda directed her fury at Lila's images, viciously stabbing them. "Die, you bitch! Just die!" she hissed venomously with each plunge of the knife. Her phone interrupted her destructive rampage, causing her to toss the knife aside to pick up the phone. She regarded the unfamiliar number for a moment before deciding to answer. "Hello?" Her voice sounded deceptively calm, concealing the seething rage beneath. "Amanda Scofield," a deep unfamiliar voice from the other end stated. "Who is this?" Amanda snapped, her simmering anger reigniting at the stranger's audacious familiarity with her full name. "I am Ghost."

“What are you yelling for? Am I blind? This hospital is filled with people trying to catch this lass. Are you trying to lure them here?” Although the subordinate had been slapped, he didn’t seem the least bit angry. Chuckling, he said, “Got it, Brother Gus. Those buffoons outside are too scared of ghosts to come in, saying that the girl can’t hide in here. Fortunately, my Brother Gus is brave and has led us here to a jackpot.”

*"take a deep breath, I will take care of her, I need you to stay out of sight" "But I just can't stay here and do nothing" *"don't you see what's going on, it's a trap, don't do anything" "What of the killing, who's responsible?" *"Zombies" "What? am being serious this isn't time to joke and play around" *"am serious, Goblin must have brought some of then from Trans" "I can't take this anymore, I should be the one to face him" *"am serious Rita, don't freak do anything" call ended

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

He picked up his phone and dialed the number – Ghost Damon. Calling the enemy was never easy. Elder Obada didn’t know what to expect. He wondered if he would be given a good reception or Ghost would blatantly refuse his offer of a deal and he had been so carried away with thinking of how to get on Ghost’s good side that he didn’t realize when Ghost actually picked the call.

"How does that even make sense?! That place is not inhabited by people so how the fuck would Mavis suddenly know that she and I look the same? Are you telling me that a ghost whispered it to her?" "Miss Hestia-" Karylle was suddenly cut off when something interrupted their conversation. "I will call you back," Hestia said before ending the call. She cursed under her breath before answering Jackie's sudden call.

We turned, and it was an old lady. God , you guys have been standing there like forever with your endless staring competition. Why don’t you kiss her already and tell her how you feel…?” We laughed at that. I was about to say something when my phone rang. I checked the ID, and it was Gray. "Gray what is it?" I said I immediately answered the call. "Boss the Mafia God is dead" "Whaaat!" I yelled.

She had to fight. Ghost, seated in the passenger seat, pulled out a small, pre-paid burner phone. He entered Bill's number, which he'd gotten from Megan's panicked fumbling earlier. He then called Dante, who was just walking off the football field, sweaty and exhausted. The call was a jarring intrusion. "We have Megan," Ghost's voice was a flat monotone. "Fifty million. You have until midnight. Don't call the cops, or she's dead." Dante's heart stopped. "What? No! Who is this? Where is she?!"

“Then let’s make this one count.” Kachi strolled out, arms crossed. “Wow. A whole dramatic escape. Just missing the movie soundtrack.” Vivian smirked. “Thanks for everything, Kachi. Even if you were sassy through 80% of it.” “I’m consistent. You’re welcome.” Nicholas turned to Gozie. “You sure you guys will be okay?” “We’ll be fine,” Gozie said. “We’re ghosts, remember?” Kachi flicked a piece of lint off her sleeve. “If anything happens, I’ll haunt your asses myself.”

It rang again. On the third call, she answered angrily, stepping away from the table. “Stop fucking calling me,” she hissed. A calm, deep voice replied. “You told me to stay away. But you’re out there letting some mediocre man put his hands on you. That wasn’t part of the deal, Aria.” Her blood turned to ice. It was Ghost. Real voice. Smooth. Controlled. Terrifyingly close. “How did you get this number?” she whispered. “I know a lot more than your number.” There was a pause. “Go home. Now.”