Ghosts Undertale Novels & Stories

'But this guy got it. "Erm, ain't you done checking me out?" The male's voice called back her attention. "Ouch," she let out, flushing in embarrassment. "You don't look bad yourself cutie, any guy will be begging to make you his at first sight. What is your name pretty damsel?" "I'm Sandra and you're?" "I'm Chris. Chris Allen." SPIRITS OF NATURE "He survived and now we are his enemies," a voice from a tree said. "We will have to fight for him when he reaches the kingdom of the ghosts of terror," another voice replied.

The talisman throbbed. The whispering stopped. The forest went still. And the ghost spoke. "The guardian returns." The voice resonated through the clearing. Low. Ancient. The wolves around Lyla shifted uneasily, but she stepped forward. The ghost’s eyes followed her. It inclined its head slightly. Not with submission. With recognition. "You know me," she said softly. The ghost nodded. "We know all who carry the bond. All who bleed for it. You bear the mark of the crescent."

He wasn’t summoning beasts. He was dragging the in-between into the now. Cracks tore open in the sky. The air turned sharp, cold, wrong. Ghosts spilled through the veil—wolves, twisted and lost, turned half-mad by unfinished lives. Not just spirits. These were memories that had forgotten they’d died. They surged toward me. I roared, driving my dagger into the ground. A ring of light exploded outward. The ghosts wailed, some vanishing instantly, others dragged back into their graves by unseen hands.

It led them deeper into the Dale, into the darkest part of the woods, where the trees grew so closely together, almost all of the sunlight was blocked out. “There,” whispered Sprout. Ahead of them was the mouth of a massive cave. “In the cave?” Asked Hayden. “Yes, Prince, the cave. It’s the Ghostly Grotto. There are spirits within who whisper to travellers to try to get them lost inside so when the cave floods at night, the travellers drown and become ghosts themselves, adding to the whispers, growing the chorus of whispering voices,” explained Sprout theatrically. Titan felt a chill creep through him. He did not like the sound of that at all.

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her

All within view was a tiny spark that suddenly spread around him, illuminating the depths that could not be seen. Caleb was stunned. This was no pond—he was basically under the sea! "Coffin? Is there really treasure down here?" Caleb wondered in his mind. After all, it was the Coffin who had told him to jump in here. "Tut, tut! How ignorant are you, kiddo? Do you think a pond where a worm and a Radix Lotus grew is just a pond? I'm afraid there's a terrible being down here that the four fiefs of the eastern lands can't handle!

"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.

"Hey demon, please spare my life in view that I've told you the location of the treasure of the Spooky Ocean of the northern area." The Rank 6 Celestial Honorable Ranked Undead Spirit Family kneeled before Lucas. "For starters, tell me where this Endless Ghost Cave is," Lucas said slowly. Then, the Rank 6 Celestial Honorable Ranked Undead Spirit Family revealed the location of the Endless Ghost Cave to Lucas. "Hey demon, I've already told you everything that I know. Can you spare my life?" The eyes of the Rank 6 Celestial Honorable Ranked Undead Spirit Family were glittering with pleading.

had stopped caring about their descriptions. "You can't do this!" I roared, my violet-silver fire erupting in a blinding arc. "The Audit is over! We are the Un-Written!" "You are the Un-Edited," the Ghost replied, its form stabilizing into a tall, faceless figure draped in a cloak of Liquid Ink. "And an un-edited story is a failure. I am here to provide the Final Edit." The Ghost raised a hand, and the "Sovereign Static" began to Solidify. The lavender fog turned into Iron-Hard Lines of Text that wrapped around the villagers, pinning them to the ground with the weight of their own pasts.

I was a bit surprised at that but I knew he had friends left over from his own Sire days before giving it all up. “Have you ever heard of Ghost?” Milo leaned back in his seat and I wanted to hit that grin off his face. “Ghost is a myth because in reality nobody can be that good, move unseen, unheard and strike so silently that his victims are killed with guards just outside their doors.” Ryder’s tone was low but he clearly didn’t believe that Ghost existed. He had been a hunter too and he used to be one of the best. “There have been enquiries about Ghost. Whoever made them wants to know if Ghost worked for the Unit.” Milo sounded as relaxed as only Milo could.