Harry Potter Ghosts Novels & Stories

Lily “Where exactly are you going?” Harry asked me for a million times as I dragged my big box out of my room. I haven’t said a word to him neither did I attempt to. I wheeled it to the front door before going to the kitchen. “I’ve been talking to you answer me. I'm not a ghost.” He said as he followed me to the kitchen. I fetched myself a glass of water, gulped down, and steadied my racing heart before finally fixing my eyes on him.

But few knew he harbored a secret capable of upending the entire arcane world. A burning candle stood before him. Yet the scent it released was strange—eerily similar to the Ghost Candles found in Willowstead. Spirits were drawn to the scent of Ghost Candles. When unable to feed on living souls, they relied on this incense to remain aware. Without it, they would drift into believing they were dead. It was no longer clear whether Sylas was a man or a ghost. He sniffed the candle's fragrance hungrily, as if his very life depended on it.

I whispered. Gina was shaking, terror flashing in her eyes. I wish I knew what to tell her but I knew nothing about ghosts. My brothers did but during their time as hunters, they dealt more with the physical. I would have learned about ghouls last in my training and it would have been light reading. "I think this is your unique gift as a vampire," I said since it was the only thing that could explain why she was seeing ghosts in the first place. "Seeing ghosts?" She asked, taking a few careful steps.

"All this nonsense is getting into my head. What's with the crap you can't cut to the chase? Just leave. Leave me and my family alone." This time, I didn't let anyone stop me from going inside my safe place. It was Hyeri's room. As I sat down on her bed, I felt her presence. Are ghosts real? "Beshy..." Kate came. My tears finally burst. She was with Cygnus and Harry. "I never thought this would happen," said Harry, looking away. He was crying, I know because of his cracking voice. "My baby girl is gone," I murmured. She nodded and caressed my back. "It's so... unexplainable."

As the battle reached its climax, the ghosts unleashed their most potent attacks, swirling around the warriors with an eerie grace. The air crackled with energy, each swing of a sword accompanied by an ethereal howl. Fatigue gnawed at their bodies, but their determination burned brighter than ever. Suddenly, a blinding light burst forth from the heart of the chamber, engulfing the combatants in its radiance. The ghosts let out a final shriek before dissolving into the nothing, their malevolent presence vanquished.

it says to him “My name is Sonny, and you will pay for everything” “Am afraid we have to take you with us, guys put him down” he says to his men and they all aim at him, he stays unmoved, they try to shoot but the guns are silent. “I said take him out” Gary says realizing they couldn’t shoot at all. The monster raises his head to look clearly. “I am afraid, that’s not going to happen” a voice come from behind them, it was Ghost, the warlock, they had no idea what a male witch could do since they never have seen one. They all turn and start shooting at him as he starts levitating.

That beautiful voice, distorted by pain and surprise. Mom. My eyes go wide as it all comes back; the pain, the sorrow, the hurt. The tears begin to flow as the ghost hurries to its destination. I can remember every detail now; the way those creatures had searched him... when his eyes turned a frightening red... He finally reached me, barely more than a breath of air, charging towards my chest. However, the ghost bounced back, my body suddenly surrounded by a strange glow. What is it? It's green and shiny, like the emerald on my ring, almost like one of those auras I've heard about in fantasy books.

He had no idea what to do, but he knew he had to find someone to keep on selling this lie. He knew today was supposed to be his official day back at school, but he wasn't mentally stable to go back and he knew it. Struggling to recover from his mother's demise and now he is seeing Ghosts. He got into his bathroom to wash up and prepare for school. Turned on the shower and stood still as the water paraded his skin and him exhaling, he felt calm at least. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair, and immediately saw Tasha calling his name, her eyes filled with darkness and Her hand stretching out to him. He couldn't move, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He couldn't breat

"Abstract apparition! I am seeing a ghost! Flee from me you godforsaken demon. Scram! I said be gone you deranged ghost. Why should you haunt me? You brought it upon yourself! You are despicable! I command thee to return to the netherworld. Be gone from the land of the living!" Harold is crestfallen but Aurora is literally sitting on the floor clutching her sides. She is laughing like never before. Sid believes he is seeing Harold's ghost. It is quite hilarious though. Sid reaches into his backpack and pulls out a medium-sized bottle with a nozzle. "I have seawater here and it was consecrated by a great white witch, even though she is black-skinned. This will kill you for the second time if