I Am A Ghoul Novels & Stories

Irvin crossed his arms. “Yeah read some books about it. Don’t know much but know enough that they don’t exist.” Zadkiel turned around and pressed his back against Irvin’s chest as he kept looking at the nails that grew out of Irvin’s fingers and caressed them. “Don’t know about fallen angels and ghosts because never crossed paths with one,” Irvin spoke, making Zadkiel giggle. “So you mean you’ve met a witch, werewolf and a vampire?” Zadkiel questioned.

"My boys are very interested in how this works, you're their test dummy." "The boss will take care of you soon enough!" The man cackled as Summer pressed the button on the remote she was holding. Screaming the man started convulsing as the smell of burning flesh filled the room. Panting he set his scornful eyes on Summer who was still smiling. "Going to talk yet?" She asked hovering her finger over the button. "Or was one time not enough for you?" The man clamped his mouth shut as his eyes flashed defiantely.

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.”

"At least that's a relief.." Maira interrupted with a defeated smirk, "Don't underestimate Ghouls. They might not have eyes or ears, but their tongues are super sensitive and poisonous! They are merciless cannibals who eat their prey alive… Their sense of smell makes up for every other sensory organ. If they catch even a slightest whiff of our flesh, they'll chase us till the end of the earth." "Great! So we are stuck here…" Falco jeered in agitation. "What's the point of coming first when we can even cross the damn valley?"

I clasped my hands around my mouth taking a step backwards as the Red ghoul rose, its blade dripping with blood. It advanced slowly towards me, like a predator would to its prey. I took another step backwards, stumbling on a log behind me. I stared up helplessly at the Red ghoul as he approached me slowly. This was it, this was going to be how I die. “Who the fuck are you? Why are you doing this?” I screamed out at it. “Why so much blood, what do you want?” All my questions were met with a dead silence. I didn't expect for it to answer me at all, but then it did. Just a single word that made no sense and at the same time it made all the sense in the world.

“I believe so, daughter. Just give him a little at a time. He looks to be so dehydrated that he might reject it if you give him too much.” “She’s such a hateful woman,” Melody snarled as she supported Ian’s head and held the cup to his parched and peeling lips. “Daughter, brace yourself. From what I’ve been told and been able to piece together, she’s not a woman at all. What you see out there is a demon that resurrected the body of a woman to use so that it could take possession of Ian’s soul.” Melody gasped with shock, but quickly recovered enough to ask, “Why Ian?”

Tasha was devastated about the reality of her being a ghost. She thought she was dead, she had dreams. Even if she acted like a slut whose only interests were parties and getting boys hard for fun. She wanted to be a doctor, just to save lives. But everything was never gonna happen for her, and she thought everything had ended for her.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

"More dire predictions, I take it? Or just plain paranoia? We've had nothing happen over here. No missing persons. No psychotic episodes. Oh, and no army of darkness at our compound walls." "Yet. I thought you might wish to know that the missing rogues have been claimed or killed by sources unknown." "One thing less to worry about, I guess." The nonchalance in Nathan's reply bothered Marc, and he got a sense this conversation was headed downhill fast. Thad gritted his teeth. "Not exactly reason to celebrate. We have reason to believe that a vampire is turning the missing wolves into ghouls." "And what exactly is a ghoul?" "Think half zombie, half vampire, a whole lot of nuts, whose sole purp

I don’t even want to tell her about the exhausting day that I had. “…” She gave me a hard and piercing stare that meant she wants to hear everything even if I don’t want to tell her. “A monster killed one of my co-teachers. It’s called a winged-ghoul and it could detach its torso from its legs. I’ve never heard of one or even seen one before but it apparently feed on pregnant women.” “Oh my, how dreadful is that. Did it hurt you?” “No, I said I’m fine. We easily killed the thing.”