Glitchy Ghost Novels & Stories

Our souls are where our good and bad intentions lie. “You don't want that sweetheart that’s for the humans. If you want to feel like you're up in the air surrounded by purple skies, then you want Sparkle.” Ghost looks over his table, and when his eyes land on shimmering pink dust. “You snort it like cocaine. Have you done that before, sweetheart?” “No, but you can show me.” She rubs his thigh again as she leans a little more into him, allowing her breasts to touch him lightly.

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

She interrupted as she wiggled her hips again, tossing her hair over her shoulder in what she clearly thought was a seductive move. The problem here is that, because she is a ghost, half her body kept flickering in and out of visibility. One second she is grinding on me, the next second, she vanished completely, and then bam, she is back, a little off-center, her knee phasing through my fucking thigh and it's really scary.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

They both looked at Adam, questioningly. Adam nodded his head. “Go and tell me what you see, will you?” He looked at his daughter. “Be careful, Melody. Don’t go too near that window. You just don’t know what might happen. From the sound of things, a battle between spirits is about to ensue.” Hearing her father acknowledge the existence of spirits was an odd thing, but she made no mention of it. Ian’s voice was weak, but his words managed to reach her ears. “Melody. My sweet Melody. I’m so sorry, my love.”

“You have just woken up. You should not strain yourself thinking too much. Please rest. I will inform Mr. Oliver right away.” Adrian stopped trying to think. He closed his eyes and sank back into a deep sleep. In his haze, whispers flooded his mind. “I am all alone now. No one loves me anymore. Please, do not leave me.” “Can I give you my lifespan?” “I want to see you.” “Ms. Ghost, please save me…” “Can you take me with you to heaven? Living hurts so much… sob…” Who was she? Why did my heart ache so badly when I saw her cry? And who was Ms. Ghost to her?

Ghost grunted, “tell me you don’t want me on my knees for you.” “I do,” I moaned, throwing my head back. “I want you, Ghost. Please touch me. Get on your knees for me.” As though my consent had set off something in his head, Ghost retrieved his fingers, his darkened orbs locked on mine as he slid the coated fingers into my parted lips. I breathed shakily, my lips enclosing around his fingers, my tongue twirling around the tips, dragging a moan out of Ghost’s throat. I released his fingers with pop and he immediately leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a ghostly manner, shoulders tense and face tight with discomfort.

The bond between us pulsed steadily now, but underneath it was a low vibration, like a countdown ticking somewhere beyond sound. “Ghost protocol,” I murmured. Zara’s jaw tightened. “I don’t like how calmly he said that.” “Neither do I.” I flexed my fingers slowly. My body felt… aligned. Too aligned. The glitching had stopped, but the silence it left behind was worse. “When Ajax resets something, it isn’t a fix. It’s a checkpoint.” Her eyes flicked to me. “You remember him.” “Everything,” I said. “Or at least… more than I’m supposed to.”

logic Ethan had taught him: If the machine is too fast, you 'Liquidate' the cooling. Thomas found the "Manual Overdrive" for the liquid nitrogen intake. With a "Furious" heave, he "Liquidated" the "Logic-Gate." The "Acoustic Noise" of the venting gas filled the bay, creating a "Total Sector Whiteout" of freezing mist. The System-Collapse of the Ghost Inside the "Neural-Manifold," the "Digital-Ghost" of Silas Hawke flickered. The "High-Frequency" light of his presence underwent a "Total System-Shatter."

She radiated a terrifying presence. However, there was a problem. Eliza, a famous ghost from the fog-shrouded city of Blackmoor, already dominated the long-haired ghoul archetype. Viewers would automatically compare this ghost to Eliza and dismiss her as ordinary, leaving her perpetually at the bottom of the NPC popularity rankings.