Long Ghost Stories Novels & Stories

"Most people don't." "Oh, she definitely did." "Why?" "Because she'd light candles everywhere and tell me it was an adventure." She laughed quietly at the memory. "We'd make hot chocolate." "We'd tell stories until the electricity came back." Lucien listened without interrupting. "What kind of stories?" "Bookshop ghosts." He blinked. "Ghosts?" "The friendly kind." She grinned. "They supposedly rearranged books during the night because they got bored." "And you believed that?" "I was seven." "...Fair enough."

EMILI The fire crackled, and Enzo was telling the worst ghost story I had ever heard in my life. “...and then the wolf opened the door, and the grandmother wasn’t the grandmother—she was a vampire wearing a wig...” “Enzo,” Lyra said, “if you don’t shut up, I’m going to be the monster in your story.” “It’s a classic.” “It’s garbage. Sit down and stop ruining the night.”

Stunning in its perfect hostility. "And speaking of the past..." he says, lowering his glass with deliberate slowness. "I'm told we have a very special guest with us tonight. A ghost, really. One I spent years chasing through continents and silence, through encrypted messages and dead ends." Flora's heart slams against her ribs with such force she fears everyone can hear it echoing through the cavernous space.

On a moonlit night in the small town of Ravenwood, a peculiar mystery unfolded. Whispers of a ghostly figure haunting the abandoned mansion at the edge of town had piqued the curiosity of the locals. Emma, an adventurous soul with an insatiable appetite for mysteries, decided to unravel the enigma. Armed with a flashlight and a map she obtained from the town's archives, she ventured into the dark corridors of the dilapidated mansion.

Have you ever seen a ghost? I have. They are warped by the most gruesome magic. If something as beautiful and pure such as a soul had a dark side it would be a ghost. A twisted reality. Ghosts were always hungry, hunting for life's energy. They are never satisfied. They just want more and more until there is nothing left. I was afraid of ghosts because on my 9th birthday, my father dearest set a family of them on me. They loomed at the foot of my bed, hid underneath it, and floated above me. They never fed, they just watched. They gave me nightmares.

It was a lot to take in. I needed a long time to process it all. My ghostly roommate was actually a legendary former employee of my own company. I closed my laptop with mixed emotions. “So… did the accident trap you here?” After a long silence, Nathaniel’s voice echoed softly in my head. It was faint, almost hazy. “It wasn’t an accident.” My heart dropped. Before I could ask for details, the voice vanished. The next few days at the office were quiet.

Their hands are almost touching. A shiver ran down my spine. Some ghosts don’t need to haunt you. They just wait until you find them again. And tonight, I had.

Will she be able to survive all the ordeals if they knew Luca asked her out? Marvina chuckled, "Well, it's just a mere dream. Don't read too much into it. If you're scared of that female ghost, then I suggest for you call for someone to help you chase the ghost out of your house.” She answered casually. Marvina looked at her worried face. She added, "Well, it's just a nightmare. Nothing to worry about. If you don't believe in superstition then don't believe in it. Live your life normally. Unless you believe in superstitious things then I guess you will get used to it in no time."

I shrug. “People think the place contains psychic traces of ancient people and times. And there’s no end to the ghost stories. From a lady in a white hood who haunts Avebury Manor, to a rock that crosses the road at midnight. Sounds fun but it’s far from it.” I gaze into the kitchen corner then back at the camera. Bringing up ghosts makes me uneasy.

Failing to contain her curiosity, she asks Lolita about it. "Aside from rumors about ghosts scaring and making fun of passers by, I know nothing else, Miss." "Ghosts?" "I apologize but I refuse to tell stories of them. Not now that's it's already midnight."