I Am A Ghoul Novels & Stories

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

“That’s not my plants.” The thing that climbed up was bigger than the rest. Taller than me, broader, with bones that jutted like armor plates. Its jaw unhinged as it let out a screech that rattled my teeth. A ghoul king, maybe. Or just the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen that wasn’t my reflection after a fight. “Wonderful,” I muttered. “Because this day wasn’t long enough.” “Try not to die,” Gaia said, and there was the faintest amusement in her tone.

“While that was an interesting story, I don’t see what it has to do with my nephew.” “You wanted a story, I had to start from the beginning. Alaric’s rejection damaged me, I think. And spending thousands of years in the underworld only damaged me more. When I came back, I was stronger than I used to and my powers had grown more in the darker side. That was when I created my first ghoul. A poor wretched human I saw in the woods that wouldn’t stop complaining gave life to it. I loved it and so I went forward to creating more, killing a lot of poor unfortunate humans who have no reason in life after all. The almighty was angry as I was ruining the circle of life.” “Circle of life?”

"You won't tell me, because I've guessed it all right. Replacing me isn't as easy as you thought, is it?" Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and laughed coldly. "It's not as hard as you think. Every day in the human world, people are replaced by their shadows. The joke is, when others notice that they're completely different, they chalk it up to personal growth. Actually, they've been replaced and are no longer the same person. And you, Anastasia, you're next." Her words felt like a prophecy. I remained calm, as still as a monk in deep meditation.

He stretched his hand for a handshake, and I took it. He has a firm grip, but his hands are cold, so fucking cold, just like Echo’s touch. “I am sorry to ask but are you a…” “Ghost? Absolutely.” He answered before I could even complete my questions, that explains why they can both see each other but does this mean that I can see all ghosts because I initially thought that I could only see Echo. “We met yesterday when she was sad and alone and we have been friends since then.” I feel terrible that I put her in that position, but I am glad she’s okay and she’s back. Adrian though, he is different. He is actually cooking, touching and holding things, how is that even possible.

I smirked at his remark, for a second, I forgot us being an Ambrose. “Just reminding you,” I joked. “What brings you here?” a baritone voice from the only werewolf in human form spoke. “Where are your brown friends?” I asked as Rendall and I switch our direction, every werewolf we see is either in black or grey fur. “You know this is not a place to look for a puppy,” he replied. There is something in his voice that makes it frightening, and gloomy. “Where are your kind that has brown furs?” I sharply asked.

Zeke turned behind too. Quincy who sat by the sofa shrugged meanwhile she knew that Abi walked into the Catacomb. Something they didn't explain to Abi was that, the catacomb was filled with deadly beasts which used the form of the littered bones to attack and that alone made them immortal. First, the beast were mindless and in a soul form. They only possess vessels knowing as they wouldn't do any harm unless they use a vessel. And the vessel was of the littered bones. So anyone who enters never comes out.

Feelings that I buried deep inside are resurfacing and I don't know how to handle it. Sobs come bubbling from my lips as I let the last few days sink in. From finding out Anita is pregnant, to nearly losing our relationship to her becoming immortal. Then there's my mother returning from the dead, but as a vampire. Meeting my grandparents. I went from being alone for three hundred years, to meeting Anita, reuniting her with her parents, getting her pregnant to now and it's all hitting hard.

Liliana did not believe her, and immediately wanted to reject it, at that moment, a strange voice came from outside. "Welcome to the Eternal Land, I hope you guys will have a fun and amazing time at Eternal Academy." Liliana was so excited when hearing that. "Oh my God! Olivia, you're right! Did you learn through astrology or spiritual arts or something? " Olivia didn't say anything. She took Liliana's hand directly and dragged her to the door. Through the doorway, Olivia and Wiliana could see Pure was talking to someone. That was an old woman, probably ten thousand years old.

“Lift a paw to your nose, Manolya. It reeks of demon filth.” I swept the light across the chamber. In the center sat an empty stone coffin, its edges jagged. I stepped closer, squinting at the surface. Gnaw marks. Deep, frantic grooves in the stone that no human tool could make. “So it is indeed ghouls,” I murmured. “They are hiding from the sun.” “Low-level pranksters,” Aziz scoffed. “So annoying. What is the motive? Why here? That part I do not understand.”