Ghostbusters Who Ya Gonna Call Novels & Stories

I was going to walk out quietly, i don't even need ice cream anymore. "His name is ghost no body knows his real name" he continued and now i need to listen, I'm too curious to just leave now. "He took my pet from me, i know she belonged to him for a while. Kill him and be over with it" Kill him, he just asked for whoever he's talking with to kill ghost... I can't let them just kill ghost, i can't let them even hurt ghost!! I touched my necklace the one with mine and daddy's voice on it.

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.

Deadly. Malrik. “Miss Calla,” he said, tone deceptively polite. “This is not a good time.” “Not a good time?” she snapped. “My best friend disappeared off the face of the earth, got hospitalized, and suddenly she’s a damn ghost! So forgive me if I don’t care about your schedule, Mr. Mafia CEO or whatever you are.” I froze halfway down the stairs. Gaya was behind her, looking nervous, trying to step between them.

My heart pounds like a drum in my chest as I lift the phone. Shawn picks up on the first ring. “Hey, beautiful, what’s up?” I swallow my fear, my voice trembling. “Your ghost just called.” Immediately, I hear him sit up straighter, the shift in his tone unmistakable. “Baby… I’ll be there by five.” I manage a shaky “Okay,” my hand trembling as I set the phone down. Next, I call Desmond. “Aaliyah, we may have forgotten to book a caterer for the—” he begins, distracted.

"Why didn't he call me through my phone?" Gunner shrug. "I don't know, but he wants to talk to you." I nod and follow Gunner out of the room as he leads me to the office, where I find Ghost on the phone. "Yes, sir," he replies and spots me. I close the door and stand next to him. "Yes, sir. She is here. Okay." Ghost hands me the phone and leaves the room. I place the voice in my ear and answer. "Sir?" "Terry dear, how are you feeling?" Odin's voice is heard on the other end of the call.

Walton in. A loud cry was heard as everyone noticed the vapor-like substance that was coming out of the exterminator. "WOOOOOOWWW!" Carlos said as he switched off the exterminator. "That's what I'm talking about," he said kissing the exterminator. "You are a work of science...baby." Everyone laughed except Xen. "Let's not celebrate yet. We've just taken down one out of thousands of thousands of ghosts out there, it's too early to celebrate."

“Dad, you are not going anywhere.” Suddenly there is a gunshot on the other end of the line. “Dad? Dad? Where did you go? Are you there?” A guy answers the phone with a Russian accent and laughs. “Daddy, bye-bye,” he heard all the guys in the background laughing. “Where is my dad? Do you know who I am? I will come there, and I will kill you.” “Good luck finding me,” the Russian drops the call. “Santiago, send Ghost that information and do a voice recognition and a trace! Now!!!!” Joshua becomes furious, forgetting about the note on the couch.

I said. Audrey's eyes narrowed, her gaze piercing through me. "Who is that?" She pointed at Aunt Belinda. Leo conceded. "Isn't that enough proof for you? Remember, time is of the essence." With that, Audrey signaled to her vampire henchmen to bring Aunt Belinda forward to our front. As they untied Aunt Belinda, my heart filled with relief. She seemed shaken and her face was battered but not too hurt, giving us a small glimpse of hope.

That had been the one and only time Patty knew of that the entire town pulled together. Carter and Patty had been beat up by Marty’s henchman, Ghost. Patty would never forget that night she was working at the switchboard. She had just got off the radio with the fire department in the next county when she saw Ghost’s reflection in the glass behind her. She screamed for Carter and reached for the panic button, but Ghost was too fast for her. The last thing she remembered was a foot flying up to her face.

it rasped, its voice a mechanical croak. Anya hesitated, a war raging within her. Could she trust this stranger, this outcast from society? Yet, what options did she have? "Yes," she finally whispered, her voice hoarse. The figure extended a skeletal hand, revealing a small, crumpled piece of paper. "Ghost wants to see you," it said, its voice barely audible. "Abandoned Warehouse, District 13. Midnight." Anya's heart pounded. "Ghost?" The cyber beggar cackled, a sound devoid of mirth. "Don't ask me. Just follow the instructions, if you know what's good for you." With that, it shuffled back into the shadows, leaving Anya alone with the weight of the message.