Ghouls Supernatural Novels & Stories

This was absolutely a bad sign for those experts, which meant that they could no longer crush the ghoul army. Roars, screams, angry shouts, explosions... All kinds of sounds began to fill everyone's ears. Greenish Spirits of the Dead, red blood, white bones... Death was coming at any time and place. Nothing but a ghastly sight could be seen. Something even more frightening happened. The corpses of every human and demon expert would soon be occupied by the Spirits of the Dead. They turned into undying monsters, and their bodies were shrouded in a strangely greenish glow. They stood up again and waved their knives at their fellows.

She said. "This is my ghost Talia." Melanie said. "Gracie." Emily said. "Fredrick." Jay said. "Jessie." Adam said. "Oh my, its a ghoul." Screamed Fredrick. The other ghost couldn't understand what was wrong with a ghoul so they thought he was over reacting. "So." Jessie said. "You don't know what a ghoul is do you?" They shook their heads and Gracie said, "Nope." "Ghouls are known as fiendish creatures, they are stubborn, and dangerous isn't that so Kazu." He said, focusing on the ghoul who found him dramatic, Kazu smiled at him, and said.

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

Azrael released the little girl from her hug and looked her straight in the eyes. “You may have lost your loved ones dear, but always remember they don't want you to be eaten by your own sorrow. Think about those people who were left behind as well like you-- they also want you to move forward in life” Azrael said. The little girl wiped her eyes and tried to get back to her senses. “By the way-” she looked at Azrael with confused eyes. “What is that monster?” she asked. Azrael just smiled at her. “That's a ghoul, it's an evil spirit that harms and eats humans with negative emotions. So, if you feel depressed or angry they will find you and eat you. Just like what happened recently because th

Our room, a sanctuary of love and power within the Packhouse, was breached under the veil of morning's light. The air shifted, a cold, almost palpable darkness seeping into our room. I stirred, sensing the disturbance before it fully revealed itself. My instincts, honed through years of leadership and battle, screamed a warning. The faint, almost imperceptible sound of movement reached my ears. Ghouls. Creatures of the night, forsaken and lost, but deadly. Their presence here, in the heart of my territory, was a declaration of war.

"More dire predictions, I take it? Or just plain paranoia? We've had nothing happen over here. No missing persons. No psychotic episodes. Oh, and no army of darkness at our compound walls." "Yet. I thought you might wish to know that the missing rogues have been claimed or killed by sources unknown." "One thing less to worry about, I guess." The nonchalance in Nathan's reply bothered Marc, and he got a sense this conversation was headed downhill fast. Thad gritted his teeth. "Not exactly reason to celebrate. We have reason to believe that a vampire is turning the missing wolves into ghouls." "And what exactly is a ghoul?" "Think half zombie, half vampire, a whole lot of nuts, whose sole purp

“I’m sorry, Liam. I don’t know how to sense them because I’ve never seen a ghoul before.” “Damn it,” Liam mutters under his breath, tightening his grip on my shoulder. “We need to get out of here. Fast.” Before I can even process what Liam is saying, the ghouls appear out of nowhere. Their ghostly figures seem to appear and disappear almost like a mirage, and their shrieking fills the air. Fear takes over me, especially when I hear a voice inside of my head say, ‘Purple-eyed wolf. I want to feast on your blood and take your powers!’

The complete annihilation of the dangerous beasts in the Netherworld. Now, there are no longer any remaining celestial beasts in the Netherworld. They all died that night. The only remaining is ordinary beasts and also, the human error that causes a nightmare for years. The ghouls. These are monsters or undead that were created by the wizards. Their original purpose is necromancy, to revive the dead.

"Did I ever say that ghouls eat fruit and animal flesh? After they broke from the container box and came out to prey on the low-ranking vampires we sacrificed to get them to this island, they just staggered around the island in a random direction. They only prey on humans and races that are similar to them. Even if a werewolf transforms into a wolf, they won't attack, because they have no lust for anything else that is formless like a human." Just as Damien finished explaining, a ghoul passed by. The ghoul paused and stared at them. “Grrraaaawwwwlllll!~ ...” the ghoul shouted in his hoarse voice and immediately ran towards Damien. Slash!~ … In one single slash of the sword, the ghoul's head

Half of his head was blown off, brains and dark red blood clinging to his eye socket. He must have been one of Marco's hired guns in life. There was no way he was among the living now. "Careful, little kitty. Nosing around can get you killed," the spirit said with a ghastly smile, black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. A ghost. "Another one of Marco's guard dogs?" I asked coldly. "I'm the master of this pier," the spirit said, closing in. "But I took the boss's offering, so I have to clean up any bugs that crawl in."