Gts Stories Novels & Stories

Chapter 30: Bonus Chapter! Hello Readers! It’s me PurpleBud, the author of GTG Series. Thank you for supporting me and had made it all the way up to this chapter. I want to voice out my appreciation but sadly I couldn’t so I’m here to tell you how grateful I am and decided to put a Bonus Chapter! Here we would have a sneak peak of what who will be on the second story! It will be the prologue for that so stay tuned for more! Mind you it’s not Yenn but it will be the second visit of Ivis on the island since he left at the first story!

She greeted smiling, which she got a lengthy reply to. "Hussain told me you people are traveling tomorrow "Her mother in-law inquired. Nafisa was caught surprised, she didn't know about any journey happening tomorrow. She is already used to that type of surprises, he surprise her all the time. "he didn't tell you. I see "She said cutting nafisa. "Where are you guys going to this time" Khairat , his younger sister asked. "If not because of school , I would have followed you guys"she added without waiting for a reply.

“I can just send the pictures directly to your DM.” I yanked his phone from him for the second time today. “Posted,” I said to him. “Naughty girl." he bopped my nose with his fingers. “Well, you can't do without this naughty girl.” I laughed. “I am very happy that we are back together as friends.” “I am happy too. Let us gist. I am bored." “Gossiper!” “It is not gossip. it is gisting. They are two different things.” I hissed. He laughed. God! He looks very handsome when he laughs. I took a moment to register how he looks when laughing in my mind.

" 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. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

The lights flickered as it always did, adding to the creepiness and scary factor of the basement. “Its just a rat. Its just a rat.” Carson chanted to himself to calm him beating heat. “There is no such thing as ghosts. No ghosts. No ghosts.” He continued chanting while searching with the torch. The unrhythmic flickering lights were unreliable so he made sure to keep his torch pointed towards the direction of his vision.

F - First U - Uncommon C - Classified K - Kriminal (I am using 'K' instead of 'C' because it's my story, so no offense) Take care of yourselves, my readers !! Tell me what you like, tell me when I was wrong :-)

Greta and Eric left the Archives in the middle of the afternoon. With their notes and an appointment to see a local verbal storyteller. The storyteller specialized in tales about the history of the town’s first settlers. With lunch on their minds, they entered the coffee shop. Greta stopped short when she realized the only place to sit and eat was at the table she’d photographed a few nights ago. Now she’d seen the photos and the spirit. Greta paused a moment to ponder the coincidence of this.