Harry Potter Ghoul Novels & Stories

The tension of the final had already filled the entire circuit. Avoiding everyone's eyes, I circled back through the service corridor to the private garage under the pit building. My car was parked in the deepest corner. Because I'd been suspended, there were no mechanics here, and even the lights felt dim. I had just reached the bend in the corridor when my steps suddenly stopped. A familiar figure was crouched beside my car's front-left wheel. Mason Vale. He held a special hydraulic cutter, moving with practiced ease as he reached into the inside of the wheel hub.

He nodded slowly, then laid the tile down next to the others. I looked at it. My unease grew, because it looked like a bullfrog crossed with a man. Oddly enough, it looked like . . . The creature from the Black Lagoon. “The ‘Other’ is Chiao, the Water Demon. According to legend he capsized boats, devoured men, and ravished women. He was . . . different from the Sacred Four.” I cleared my suddenly dry and tight throat. “How?” Mr. Trung tipped his head. “The Four exact a price for attempting to reach the Gateway, but they are sacred, honorable, bearing your essence away to be judged accordingly. Chiao is an Abomination. It consumes your very essence, making you part of it for all eternity.”

said the witch. She threw a small bottle onto the ground and she disappear into a cloud of purple smoke. My eyes widen at her departure. I held the cloak and gloves she had given me and went on my way to find Alpha Deucalion, hoping he had calmed down a bit. "How loud can you scream when I snap your tiny neck with my sharp teeth?" A werewolf stopped me along the way. I was petrified, I slowly walked backward as its yellow and black eyes gazed at me hungrily.

Father lord protect your son, what is happening to me, I stood scarily and made to run upstairs to my room when a heavy wind blew and my door opened automatically and everywhere became dark. I fell scarily on a couch behind me, I began to hear some horrendous sound after some seconds everywhere became bright and what I saw was the most terrifying animal I have ever seen. I felt like I'm watching a horror film. This is a bat in front of me but not just a bat, one side of it was a female vampire's face while the other side was a bat's face. This is damn scary. Father lord help me!. TBC.

A human bone… Gag. Looking at Catherine, they nodded to each other and turned running back the way they had. As quietly as they could. Once far enough away Opening their l**k to as many pack as they could within the area. “Barghest in the Colton’s Graveyard! I repeat Barghest in the Colton’s Graveyard. It’s huge! We need back up! Now!” With their hearts pumping Yolanda and Catherine kept watch around them. The Barghest wouldn’t be alone. These were pets of more powerful Fae. A Shining One if they were unlucky owned it.

Lucas had been gone for hours, leaving me to the not so careful ministrations of Magda. The wart nosed witch who I had clobbered over the head with a candlestick. She was hunched forwards with a permanent hunchback and cloudy milky white eyes signalling that her eyesight was diminished with cataracts. She almost looked like she had taken a step out of a Greek mythology book and was actually one of the fabled grey sisters, who determined all living creatures fate. Perhaps she was, all myths derived from elements of truth. Any second now she was going to pull out a pair of rusty old scissors and cut my life cord into two. I held back a giggle at the thought.

Yman passed by on Kiko with a smug, before he used his Rapid Leap skill again to lose the trail of the three mini golems. Because of this, the golems suddenly stopped their pursuit. The aggro was gone after Yman left them at a specific distance. The mini golems were looking for the new target. And the one nearest at them was no other than that person with mana coating around his body and currently fighting some of their kind. The golem's eyes suddenly glowed in red as they pounced their massive body towards Kiko. Kiko wanted to cry. Even the spectators watching the scene were dumbfounded. What kind of horror was this? Everyone's thought. Only the random gulping sounds were discernible at the

‘A caustic lie begets a toxic night. “Are you sure you’re a Ghost for real? Not a Halloween artist?” Matt yelled and winced in sheer agony rising to his feet. The ghost snarled at his open mockery. Still, he bolstered himself against the tree and trod towards the shore, a visible combat of hunger and pride has resumed in its full force. The ‘Ghost of the Black’ hauled at his salivating tongue muddling over the dirty hair. ‘Ghost of the Black?’ Untuned with his own consciousness, he addressed the creature taking in the magnitude of it’s irrelevant actions, which amazed yet horrified him. Etched was a sinister smile on the corner of the Ghost’s mouth, he slurped at his hair, blackened in the m

He wasted no time weaving through the mass of spirits as he barreled across the charred ground to the mess house. Roy braved a look in Angel’s direction. Jackson was right. She was getting uncomfortably close and the spirits that had proven themselves lethal by tearing Harold into pieces only to become like zombies were acting a bit more animated. “Did ya make that change in the spirits? Is it yer magic that’s keeping them calm?”

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands December 1st, 1892, 9 PM Susan was not a happy ghost. While she floated through walls in the direction of the Great Hall, she pondered on the happenings of the last night. Someone, somehow, managed to open uncle Salazar's secret chamber and released his beast. That the message the person left on the wall promised more victims beyond the poor petrified cat just contributed to aggravating her worry. And that a second year student still was the main suspect of the attack even after other ghosts confirmed his alibi, that he was indeed in Sir Robert' 500th deathday party, aggravated her worry even more.