Ghoul Oc Novels & Stories

His greeting statement made me raise my eyebrow at him. Ghosts don't need to eat....We can't be full. Besides, it costs money. "The Capital just delivered the goods yesterday and today is the feast. Carl did not give you your vial yet?" Oh.... The 'goods' he was talking about was a demon's soul, the 'vial' was a small bottle that contained the demon's energy extracted from that soul. I have never stayed in the haunted mansion this long so I just recently figured out how they 'feast'.

Marcus cast his eyes down as his shame covered him like a new winter’s coat. “ For now,Noah, please just trust me.” For a while after Noah left his room, Marcus stared up at the ceiling, feeling like the lowest form of life for lying to his best friend. How could he possibly explain to him that his dad and new girlfriend were being haunted by an ancient spirit, the same one who haunted his gran and her sister years before? “ Hello Marcus.” The voice which suddenly interrupted his thoughts, was melodious and familiar. Marcus looked to his side and by the light of the moon beaming through the window, he saw her.

I close my eyes and fall into a variation of my usual nightmare. It’s quiet, too quiet. The only sounds are the soft patters of mouse paws skirting across wooden floorboards. I’m in the old slave holding cell from my childhood but I am, as I am now, an adult. I’m in my assassin outfit. There are slaves all around me, but they are frozen in time. Their mouths are agape as if they are afraid and their eyes are empty as if they’ve lost the will to live. Their forms are distorted into odd postures, some with their legs bent over their heads or an arm bent backwards against the joint and up. They don’t have hair or distinguishable faces, and they all wear the same rags I remember from my childhoo

Stephen leaped on him, taking him down with him. "Steph". Ace called him but it was late. Callum saw his eyes flashing yellow. A bright yellow. Pupils dilated. Stephen had Adam's neck exposed as his fangs elongated and the last thing Callum saw was those fangs sinking in the crook of Adam's neck and then he lost his consciousness. It was too much for him. "Tsk tsk tsk. You let your wolf overpower you". Zol said unamused. Though they didn’t put any charge on Stephen for killing Adam, because they knew Adam had few things on his hands to be taken care of. But they were kind of disappointed.

She frowned not able to understand him. She carefully touched his bare shoulder making the man turned his head toward her making her gasp out as she leaned back in horror, his eyes. They were changing colors. The redness was turning darker steadily. His eyes were becoming completely pitch black, her eyes widened when she noticed something black covering his chest and shoulders going down to his left arm.

He rested the staff on his shoulder as he leisurely walked toward the ogre's dungeon. After a few minutes of walking, he arrived in front of a dark cave. The dark cave emitted an extremely dark aura. It was as if he had returned inside the skeletal dungeon. The only difference was that the cell was giving off a foul smell. “It stinks in here!” Yao Tai frowned as he pinched his nose. Ghouls were corrupt creatures. It is different from the skeletal soldiers who do not have any piece of flesh. These ghouls smelled really bad as their flesh was rotten and there was a worm crawling inside their bodies.

I groan at my tense muscles already starting to recover from the impact. Lupar takes control, and I shift flawlessly following the miniscule traces of blood and… eeww, is that slime? Lupar curls his nose in disgust, almost sneezing, trying to clear the smell from his nose. About 30 feet past the tree, I found him. Good ole' Dickhead Larry, at the base of a tree clearly covered in… HIM. His crumbled body twitching as the last of his nervous system fights to keep him alive, but the devastating way the top right side of his head is caved in tells me he isn't going to make it. Lupar growls as the vicious ghoul finally starts to lose his grasp on his human form, revealing the vile monster he trul

He glanced at the dim cave entrance and threw a punch forward, unleashing an intimidating force. Boom! The punch was sharp and terrifying, sending shockwaves through the air. The other two were startled, sensing something dreadful lurking inside the cave. Adrian's attack had clearly provoked whatever was hiding within. Roar! Roar! Suddenly, furious, inhuman roars echoed from the cave as a ghostly figure emerged. It was surrounded by a black, eerie aura filled with dreadful energy. The old man was stunned, realizing this was a Human Ghoul at the Divine Stage. He was horrified to discover such a terrifying presence hidden within the cave. The shock was overwhelming. Adrian had drawn out this c

with its ribs sticking out at all angles and exposed bones everywhere. As I took in their appearance, they smiled at me, making me wonder why I thought it was a good idea to knock on this door. There must have been at least 5 rows of razor sharp teeth in their mouth. The idea of having to fight a ghoul truly did make me nauseous. I straightened my spine and made “eye contact” with them and smiled. “I need to know where I am please.” The ghoul tilted their head and cackled, “Are you new to the underworld or something? How did you even get out this far?”

“Okay, that is so gross.” “What?” “A chewed on finger, and it’s not been chewed on by an animal.” That made Ian all but gag. “Oh god, seriously? Why would someone do that?” “If they are alive? For power? Undead? A desperately sick need for life force.” Yolanda carefully stepped over the evidence. “We’ll pick it up on the way out. If it attracts anything to its by scent, then I don’t want it on my person.”