Ghosts Casper Novels & Stories

Paul was my butler. I pulled my hand away and turned to leave with Chloe's urn. Then something slammed into my back. Pain shot through me. I lost my balance and crashed to the ground. The urn slipped from my hands. "No!" I lunged for it. But before I could reach it, a foot kicked it away. "Bad woman! You bullied my mommy! I hate you!" David. The urn hit the ground. The lid popped off. Ashes scattered everywhere. My heart stopped.

He acted like something would snatch me away from him. I had barely fallen asleep when Marina’s voice pierced my ears. “What are you doing in the children's room?” she queried bitterly as if she was about to burst into tears. “Taylor was scared,” I tried to explain but she burst into tears, leaning against the wall. Why was she acting strange? First it was Taylor, then her? “When will you move on, Casper? The kids are dead! Taylor is not real anymore! Get it in your skull!” My.heart clenched painfully as if it was about to get crushed as reality hit me.

] [Sonia Quindt's mystery fiancé disappears—Borevia City in chaos! [Proposal ends in heartbreak—what really happened?] I opened one. There she was—outside the Clerk's Office. White dress. Red roses. Face glowing with hope. The moment I used to dream about. My chest tightened, eyes burning. But no one stood beside her. Caption read: [This morning, CEO Sonia Quindt arrived at the County Clerk's Office in a wedding dress, waiting for her fiancé—who never showed. The scene went viral across Borevia City.]

Carl anxiously watched Caspian as he was unable to help. The residents couldn't bear to watch further. They feared the scene would turn gruesome! At this point, Zack had lost his sanity and turned mad. He intended to drive the bulldozer and crush Caspian! "You fool! You think you can fight well? Watch as I crush you!" Zack laughed recklessly. The next moment, Zack's laughter suddenly froze. Caspian disappeared from where he stood. A loud noise echoed. Caspian had jumped onto the huge tire of the bulldozer.

Dad rarely comes here. I keep looking at her picture until my eyes turn heavy with sleep. GHOST His feet are lighter than air as he strides toward her, making no noise, not even by mistake. His feet aren't touching the floor. He's floating in the air, just an inch above. A ghostly smile plays on his handsome face as he glances down at her, sleeping in an awkward way. His eyes are still roaming on her body, looking for a sign of injury. Fury burns in his eyes as he recalls her surroundings with the fire. His suit is so dark that he easily bends in the dark.

I tried to calm her down. "I think it was villain X, Autumn. I think it was him. It has to be him!" She gave me a firm nod and licked her lips nervously. "Nah, I still think it was Casper. Who is Villain X anyway? The one from the X-files? Aliens are not real though ghosts pretty much are. I saw one when I was a kid, it did not look as cute as Casper but it was a ghost. I am sure of it. They can not get past a salt line you know, so I guess we should have salt in hand just in case the vengeful spirit is—"

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

Ghosts can’t leave their graves without fear of not being able to get back. This was truly a matter of death or worse for them. Cassidy proposed a most interesting idea. The graves controlled the ghosts' presence through a spirit mark that would appear on each grave when they needed to be in it. Cassidy saw it a lot in the real world with forgotten spirits. The colour was different but she knew it was the same type of mark. All they had to do was to move the tombstones to one place and have the ghosts fight from there. Protecting their homes on the move while helping to take down Logan. Everything could be put back to their rightful place afterwards.

“I’ll pass on that. I have enough self-esteem issues without my personal Casper adding to it.” “Casper?” Hearing the confusion in his voice, Alina paused. “You’ve never seen Casper? You know… the friendly ghost? Though I guess in your case it’d be the jackass ghost.” Claec shot her a look that was less than impressed; his hooded lashes drooped low as he peered at her from unnaturally red eyes. They seemed even brighter than usual today and she almost wanted to ask why. However, she refused to admit that she paid that much attention to his features. It was the same reason she couldn’t bring herself to ask about the bats she sometimes glimpsed swimming in his pure cream complexion. Because she

I gasp from the sudden impact. “Can you stand?” Casper pulled my waist. I nod, just about to carry myself up, I groan when the bullet inside of me move. Casper look in there. I wanted the ground to eat me when I saw him ghosted. “What the hell is this, Gina?” I can’t meet him straight in the eyes. “I…” “Did that fucker done this to you?” “Wait, Casper! You need to calm down, let’s get out of here--”