Hanako The Bathroom Ghost Novels & Stories

The whole island was decorated with beautiful flowers and ornaments,different swimming pool giving the sea blue vibes,there are lots of pools surrounding the mansion,that was why Gregor made sure his kids started swimming lectures at a very young age and now that they are six,they are perfect swimmers so there's nothing to worry about,inside are numbers of guards and maids Billions was spent on the island and it's obvious,in the middle of the island is water fall looking so perfect all colored with white but tends to be more beautiful in the night. The main mansion was built at the very far end of the island so it's a long walk from the main gate to the mansion unless it's by car. Inside the

I have also changed into some decent clothes even though I hated to admit that she was right, and it was really not that comfortable wearing nothing but a robe all the time. Good thing I found a pair of high-waisted denim jeans from one of the bags and tucked in a pink tank top. I was on the balcony, inhaling the cool dusk air when I noticed the door to my room open and the devil came in. Annoyance immediately overwhelmed my senses and scorned at the sight of him. “Leave.” He addresses Hana just as she emerges from the closets. She was surprised to see him, as I noted as her eyes widened even more, but then she hastily obeyed without a word and skedaddle out of the room as though her heels w

“As you can imagine, no Wani student would dare an encounter with the Ayakashi, who had staked out the girls’ bathroom on the fourth floor of the coed dorm. Students from far-off towns and villages lived in the dorm while the others including me would sometimes stay overnight to cram or participate in group work after getting permission from our parents. But the fourth-floor girl’s bathroom had remained unused for the longest time, probably since the appearance of the ghost in the early days of the New World after Ankoku Jidai (Age of Darkness). No one knew precisely how long. “According to the stories, the Ayakashi would either come to you unprovoked or be summoned. In order to accomplish t

"Next time you fuck up my plans or lose fucking control again, Perseus, I won't be so nice. Now get the fuck home and clean up before you embarrass yourself further." Lucifer pushed me forward, the shadows engulfing me before I hit the pissed-covered concrete, landing on my bathroom floor instead. I pushed up onto my knees and crawled to my toilet before heaving again. My ego dropped to a new low as I heard a soft knock sound from the other side of my bathroom door. "Perseus, is that you? Are you okay?" Lilith asked, her angelic voice vibrating through the door. I hugged the toilet, my entire body shaking, a cold sweat coating my skin as I tried to calm myself down enough to sound more like

You can take a bath now in the ensuite bathroom while breakfast is served". The butler bid his bye and left Callum alone in the room surrounded by countless thoughts. Nonetheless, he grabbed his bag to get a pair of jeans and shirt and a towel before entering the bathroom. That needed a good ten minutes survey to get used to. It had a black Marble theme. A big Jacuzzi by the far end window that oversaw the lush green garden below. The shower area was all mirror walled. And the whole roof had a water outlet, meaning the whole cubicle was a showering head. It had a walk-in closet for informal wear. As in PJs. Some sweats. Casual, but still very expensive t- shirts.

I sighed and prepared to microwave a box of macaroni and cheese. But when I turned around, I spotted a note pressed under something on the table. It was in Nathaniel’s familiar handwriting, though this time, his note held a hint of cold anger. [Wasteful.] I was stunned for a moment before I burst out laughing. This ghost was not just a good cook, but he was also thrifty and responsible. I liked that. I immediately picked up a pen and wrote back. [My bad, Nat. It’s just a joke. Let’s just stick to homemade food from now on. I won’t bring up that extravagant nonsense again, okay?]

Her words immediately captured our attention. We all stared at Emma, who took a moment to gather her thoughts before continuing, "That day, Anastasia was washing her face in the dorm. I saw her reflection in the mirror, looking down at her. Her reflection stared back at me from the mirror. When she finished washing her face and looked up, her reflection returned to normal. Anastasia smiled at me, and so did her reflection in the mirror. I was so scared that I was sweating all over." "Are you saying something's wrong with my reflection?" I asked.

I reached out and pressed the radio button on the steering wheel. My voice was cold, cutting through the static. "Mason Vale, do you see a ghost in your mirror?" I said coldly into the radio. Those words pierced straight through Mason's last line of composure. His car hesitated for an obvious instant on the straight. Now. I smashed the throttle down. The car tore through the air and pulled alongside him. Ahead was a chain of fast S-curves. Seeing that I was about to pass, a vicious look flashed through Mason's eyes.

Then I stood up after I unplugged the cord from the wall socket and went to get inside the bathroom with my chosen clothes. --- After I slipped inside my outfit for the night, I kind of saw myself having a pretty poor appearance with my shirt. I think it's better to change the inner shirt with something white to blend well with my black jeans. So I went out of the bathroom while taking off my T-shirt, and I noticed in my peripheral vision that the ghost stared at me with wide eyes and followed her gaze where I went as I only had a black sports bra on top. Not a creep, huh?

With this it was a done deal, she wasn’t going to deny her help. ‘Ouch! That hurts.’ She shrieked out in ache; her joint were sore. She wriggled to rise up, skulked towards the wall to find her balance, the floor was slimy, the harder she fought the slimier she got. Mercy observed her, she tried to hide her laughter but couldn’t contain, she busted out with derision. “Madam independent, can I help you now?” she cracked a joke Amanda raised her brows with mortification, and gave her, her hand, she nodded in acceptance.