Hufflepuffs Ghost Novels & Stories

“Thank you. I do my haunting with finesse.” Echo giggled. And for one strange, ridiculous second… our little ghost-human-ghost trio actually felt like a team.

she whispered, starting to turn around— —and froze. An old woman was suddenly standing right behind her, staring blankly. “Kyaah!” Hilda screamed and jumped straight into Aron’s arms. The kids woke up, startled, as Khan and Nari rushed in. “Ghost! There’s a ghost!” she shrieked. Nari blinked. “That’s… not a ghost, Hilda. That’s a person.” Indeed, the old woman blinked in confusion, clutching her keys. Hilda’s face flushed red as Aron tried—and failed—to suppress his laughter.

Hazel was startled awake, her whole body trembling. She opened her eyes and saw a dark shadow by her bed. She also heard the sound of dripping water, faint but not enough to make her heart race. Outside, the rain was pouring down, the streetlights dimmer than usual, and wind howling loudly. She shuddered and clutched her blanket tightly, screaming, "Ah! Ghost!" Jack was taken aback by Hazel's reaction, then overwhelmed with anger. Ghost? His handsome face twisted slightly, and he cracked his knuckles.

“A witch?” Grams gasped. “Geeze, Mil, how else do you think you get a magical being like a white wolf?” Grandad rolled his eyes, making me laugh. “Now, get on with the story. We’ll need to meet this so-called mate of yours. Ghost. What kind of name is that?” Dad weaved our tale throughout the day and into the night. Grams kept our bellies full, and Grandad kept the fire blazing.

Subtle, but I notice everything. Klaus de Luca. He didn’t see me as he entered a room alone. I didn’t hesitate. Silently, smoothly, I followed. The door was just starting to close when— CRASH! A vase flew at my head. I ducked instinctively, the ceramic shattering against the wall behind me. I straightened slowly, blade already drawn. Then I heard his voice. Low. Calculated. “So... you’re the Ghost Knife. The woman with no past. No future. Who sent you ? .”

She shoved him aside and walked off. Pierre just stood there, stunned. Tears burned his eyes. That was it. Over. Cameras caught everything. By the time she was gone, the clip was already online. [What's going on? Didn't Sonia Quindt just get stood up by Hedley Hart? Why's Pierre jumping in now?] [Now Pierre's trying to swoop in? Shameless.] [She looks furious. Guess she's still hung up on the first dude.] [Who even is Hedley Hart? How's he got her like this?]

It's like Flora has stood in the middle of a field and done nothing but bake pancakes for an entire month so the scent is soaked into the trampled grass under the Pack's feet. “Just slow down for a second; it would be a shame to tell Alpha Gideon that you got trampled to death the day he got back.” Ghost grabs for my elbow again and this time I don’t shrug him off; I’m too busy focusing on the scent of pancakes, at first I thought it smelt like Flora’s but now I realise there is an earthy, spicy scent to them that I’ve never smelt before.

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

Different tube of crystals sticks everywhere and those fireflies- Oh, fairies? They were tiny that I thought they were fireflies... When one of those tiny creatures may be said "hi" to her when it plays in front of her face, she realized they were fairies. How cute omg! Tinker Bell is real! She danced with them while they fly around her body as if they wanted to lift her. "Aww! This is so fun! Maybe you guys need more pixie dust to make me float," she talks to them pretending she can understand what they're doing.