Haunting Pokemon Novels & Stories

They were calling Lior’s name—a summons that vibrated through the stone foundations. *The witches.* Aziel pulled away, his expression shifting from madness to lethal focus. Lior stood, breathless, the bond humming with a new, terrifying danger that eclipsed everything they had just felt. The ghosts of the past were no longer their only problem; the present had arrived to claim them.

The thing barely hesitated—it charged Haunter with a reckless speed that made no tactical sense, claws slashing through the air like a blade with no aim. He dodged low, raking his arm up with a sickle-shaped blade he conjured mid-step. It howled—high and broken—but didn’t stop. It should’ve stopped. “Cursed,” I said sharply. “It’s not just rogue—it’s infected.” “Looks like spell rot,” Haunter growled, grabbing its scruff mid-lunge and twisting it midair. I didn’t wait. I surged forward, jamming my dagger straight through its exposed ribs.

"You? You get a gold bar for burying a coffin. If your brother could do the job, wouldn't it be better? "You've laid to rest so many young souls, maybe it's your turn now." Mom's face twisted into something monstrous, her arms and legs jerking towards me like a puppet on strings. I sobbed and stumbled backward, "Mom, it's me, Silvia, what are you doing?" "The Haunts world is here. No one's going to make it out alive. I know how your blood calms the wind. Maybe if we drain it dry, they might spare us."

I felt something ripping inside me, like two forces tearing at my soul. Khaenat stared, entranced. “Magnificent…” I lunged forward, slamming my palm on his chest. The shockwave blasted through him, and for the first time—he staggered. His eyes widened, realization dawning. “You—” “—are not the only monster born of the Dream Realm.” Then, the horror. His lips curled into a twisted grin. “Then let’s share the nightmare.” Before I could move, shadows leapt from his body, smoke that bled like ink, tendrils that clawed toward me. I screamed as they sank into my skin—cold, suffocating, devouring light. My vision shattered, and everything went black.

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

Ruby eyes blinked in the morning mist, eyes that looked vaguely familiar to her. “Oh my god, oh my god,” her breathing was becoming erratic, her heart beating like a rabbit, as she watched the incredible vision unfold before her. “Madchen, it’s ok,” Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this??

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.

The pain increased causing me to double over. "Find the portal" Helia sounded far away "Where, How?" My desperate voice showed my fear "Follow your instincts…" Helia's voiced trailed off as she completely disappeared leaving me alone a thousand years in the past with no way out.I looked back up and Hildegarde was chanting something. The crystal heart spun wildly in the air with trails of lights. The spinning increased as it lowered itself into the baby chest. The crystal sunk into

I stood, clasping her hands as my eyes widened and froze. Those curses. For me and Hikari, they were mere green auras, but for Venus they were monsters — huge, bizarre looking scary monsters. Something similar to ghouls and ghosts that have come straight out of hell. No wonder she was so scared before. I was barely holding back myself from killing Zahir. But I had to control myself. “Zeve?” Hikari held my shoulders, and it was then I realised my dense bloodlust that filled the room. “Are you ok?” He asked.

I felt the itch on my body but I didn’t experience shifting during the blood moon. I finally found Alarick, who was still drinking his beer. “Alarick.” I tapped his shoulders as he is now immersed in the moon’s energy. “What is it?” I saw his eyes turn from bloody red to silver. He is absorbing the power of the moon. “Y-you need to see this.” I led the way and started running back to the cell. When both of us entered the dungeon, I immediately opened the door and was confused by what I saw. “Is that?”