Ghosts Ao3 Novels & Stories

“How poetic.” “What do you want?” Her eyes flicked toward the pack house. “Only to warn you. They’re whispering again. Some say Zac’s spirit still lingers. That he’s… watching.” I felt the blood drain from my face. “Don’t start this.” “I’m not starting anything,” she said, stepping closer. “You’re the one pretending ghosts don’t follow you.” “There are no ghosts,” I said firmly. Her smirk deepened. “Maybe. But you and I both know some sins don’t die easy.”

was still echoing in my goddamn chest, soft and thunderous all at once. And then this. Gio wanted to unravel her. Piece by piece. He wasn’t coming with armies, he was coming with ghosts. With messages carved into flesh. He was reminding us that monsters don’t always knock. They just let themselves in. My phone buzzed. Another message. Another body. This one was worse.

“I was in and out of sleep.” “Thoughts of Titanic?” He turned to face her now, and he was sitting more closely than she thought prudent. “Sometimes,” she shrugged. “Most of my ghosts reside elsewhere.” He closed his eyes and turned his head away. “I’m sorry, Meg.” “I don’t need your sympathy either,” she reminded him, though her tone was just as innocent as his had been. “I suppose not,” he admitted, turning back to face her. “But you have it just the same.”

He rose his hand to silence her and calmly spoke with a smile. "That's enough now Asuka." He said. Asuka fell silent as she obeyed his words, "excuse her Paige, I will make sure this doesn't happen to anyone again. However, as I was saying I do recall the reason why your family drifted apart. Your son claimed he could see Ghosts at an early age, do you remember how we told him that he was blaspheming and that could put him in a horrible situation, we didn't give him a chance to speak up, when he left, it was in his letter that he was going to search for answers." Mr. Yoshida stopped to think for a while, he took a closer look at the sketch and said, "may I see that again." At another glance

Then the deceased would appear in their lives as a ghost. Ley had no idea who created this thing. He also did not know why the creator set up a condition like that, but since Leyte was an Anito, the restriction did not take effect. Not only he could 'read' it, he could also even see a trace of black aura connecting the book and the owner.

" 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. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

That beautiful voice, distorted by pain and surprise. Mom. My eyes go wide as it all comes back; the pain, the sorrow, the hurt. The tears begin to flow as the ghost hurries to its destination. I can remember every detail now; the way those creatures had searched him... when his eyes turned a frightening red... He finally reached me, barely more than a breath of air, charging towards my chest. However, the ghost bounced back, my body suddenly surrounded by a strange glow. What is it? It's green and shiny, like the emerald on my ring, almost like one of those auras I've heard about in fantasy books.

Kael's pov I close my eyes as Ghost pushes against my skull hard enough to split the bone. The pressure rolls through me in waves, each one darker than the last. Images slam into my mind one after another. Torn limbs……Crushed bodies…….Blood sprayed across the floor. Ghost shows me all of it, a promise of what he plans to do. “I will bathe in that wolf’s blood whether you like it or not”, he snarls. My teeth grind. “Then you’ll condemn us both to death.”

She replied softly. "Good, close your eyes." She followed my instructions as I placed my fingers on her temple, delving into her mind to access her memories of the massacre. As I relived the horror from her, I felt her fear and pain, transforming into tangible shadows that clung to me like parasites, feeding off my emotions. I forcibly shook them off and eliminated the summoned ghosts and shadows before conducting another thorough sweep of the memories, ensuring that no shadow remained in her mind, finally, I pulled out.

she bowed humbly. Azora smiled “of course they did, it’s dawn now, you should return home, remember never to tell anyone about this or about me.” Carmella shook her head “no ear would hear of my encounter with you.” Azora smiled and snapped her finger, just like that Carmella varnished into thin air. Ghost like looking beings started creeping out of the shadows from behind Azora with their eyes fixed on her, their were three of them. “Are you sure she is the one?” The first ghost asked.