Hmong Ghost Novels & Stories

“The question is if it really matters.” I joined Brett’s surprise at her words. She smiled. “There’s a lot of debate around what ghosts actually are. Are they what’s left of a person’s energy or are they actual souls? If they’re souls, it makes sense to hurry to help them move on. But I’m inclined to agree with my mentor’s theory, that they’re the remaining of people’s egos, not their soul.” “You lost me,” I said.

A cold dread, sharper than the chill in the air, shot up from the soles of my feet. The patch of shadow in the corner began to writhe unnaturally, coalescing into a denser form. A human silhouette, darker than the darkness around it, slowly detached itself from the wall. It was tall and gaunt, its entire form wreathed in an impenetrable, smoky blackness. The air grew still and heavy, as if the room itself was holding its breath. Then, a voice, cold and utterly devoid of emotion, sounded not in my ears, but directly in my mind.

Before he could react, his phone rang urgently. "Hello?" A cold voice answered, "Mr. Hart, we received a report. We found a woman's corpse at one of your rental properties."

“What is it?” His eyes never left the monitor. “You might want to see this.” “I am seeing it.” “No.” He shook his head with a quiet laugh. “Keep looking.” I narrowed my eyes and scanned the information in front of me. At first… Nothing. Just usernames, encrypted traffic, anonymous forums, and data moving across the screen. Then one name caught my attention. Ghost. Beside the name were two simple words. Recently online. I froze. Ash immediately went silent. The room seemed quieter all at once. Ghost. Everyone in the underground knew that name. Everyone on the dark web respected it. Some feared it. Ghost never failed. Ghost never left evidence behind. Ghost simply got the job done.

And now, when we met again, I was already bones in the ground—and she had become a powerful, influential billionaire. But Nicky was sick. And she needed me. So she came looking for me—the man she hated with every fiber of her being—and unleashed her vengeance on everyone I loved. But I was already dead. Suddenly, Adeline's cold voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back. "If Samuel won't show himself, I'll just have to turn up the pressure." My stilled heart lurched. The next instant, Adeline gave the order. Her men swarmed my elderly father and hanged him alive—right there, in front of my grave.

At that moment, a glint of murderous intent flashed across Gerald’s eyes as the youth retrieved the Phangrottom Talisman! Once it was in his grasp, the talisman immediately began emitting a dark purple light… that soon released an immense wave of energy! The next thing anyone knew, countless ghosts—who appeared to be warriors of the Phangrottom Clan—suddenly manifested! The Soul Hunters didn’t even have time to register what was happening before they were mercilessly attacked by the ghosts…! Within seconds, the only thing that remained of the Soul Hunters were pools of blood… “H-Holy sh*t…!” exclaimed the shocked Rey as he immediately began rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

Harvey studied their shocked expressions before continuing, “Gentlemen. I don’t know much about Feng Shui, but frankly speaking, raising a ghost is an act of homicide.” “When it comes to homicide, I’m an expert, and I know how to get rid of it.” Harvey was stoic and composed. What killer hadn’t he seen in his time on the Euro-American battlefield? The Island Nation ninjas, onmyojis, the warriors of America, Knights Templar of the Empire of the Sun that Never Sets, Nordic Valkyrie, and so on… He had killed thousands of evil Nanyang monks on the battlefield. This ghost was nothing to him.

But even if the clans were divided, there is a section which three clans are allowed to reside. Celine walked closer to the 200th generation section. There she saw the tombstone of Harvhey Hong and Eli Hong. “Hello there. It’s me again, Celine.” From the bouquet of flower she’s holding, she picked up two flowers and placed them on their tombstone. After that, she approached the second tombstones. The names Rayel Yoon and Kloper Yoon are there. “Greetings,” Celine murmured. She placed all the bouquet above the tombstone.

Hearing there were other monster hunters apart from him, the man laughed and shook their hands. “My name is Han. I’m the only hunter who lives near the forest. Coincidentally, the girl with the red hood you heard from the builder brothers is my niece. Come inside. We have a lot to discuss about that horrible monster.” Nodding at Akiko when she hesitated, Liu Feng took the lead and entered first behind Han but waited for her to follow him as he could not sense any objects in the house. Unlike other stages, the blind man thought this stage was more bugged than the others. Many objects and people in this stage had little to no presence. It was as if they were walking through a land of illusions

"Thanks so much." Logan gave the old female some coins before they left and continued their tour. "This is the territory of the Clan of the ghost" he uttered pointing at the huge kingdom before them. "Stop Danny" he commanded and Danny did. "Wow, looks terrifying. Any mortal will shit in his/her pants if they sight this kingdom." "Lol. Nothing is terrifying here. Just vultures, skulls, Red pieces of clothes, spiders, snakes, and rumbling of the sky." "Is that all you see? And who told you there aren't mortals who got phobia for spiders and snakes? Also, do you think it's everyone that can bear the different sounds going on?"