Love Ghost Story Novels & Stories

That beautiful voice, distorted by pain and surprise. Mom. My eyes go wide as it all comes back; the pain, the sorrow, the hurt. The tears begin to flow as the ghost hurries to its destination. I can remember every detail now; the way those creatures had searched him... when his eyes turned a frightening red... He finally reached me, barely more than a breath of air, charging towards my chest. However, the ghost bounced back, my body suddenly surrounded by a strange glow. What is it? It's green and shiny, like the emerald on my ring, almost like one of those auras I've heard about in fantasy books.

Each step towards it sends goosebumps through me, and a coldness envelopes us. Our guide stops midway, signaling us to gather around. “These,” he says, in a hushed, spooky voice, “are the lost souls who met their end on this very bridge. On nights like these, they return, searching, always searching.” “And this one?” Willow murmurs. “Just creepy,” I whisper back. “What, no actual supernatural reason?” she asks. “Nope, just plain old creepy,” I say with a shrug. “Well, maybe it’s some magical stuff we don’t know of yet,” she offers. “Maybe there’s some real supernatural force that you can’t explain scientifically.” She grins, like she just won a game.

She opened her mouth, and a lullaby began, but the melody cracked and faltered, the notes dissolving into the sound of the surf like tears into the sea. Liora woke with the ghost of the broken lullaby in her ears and a wetness on her own cheeks. She knew, with the certainty of a Scribe, that this was not a monster to be fought. This was a wound that had never been cleaned. A story that had never been finished. At breakfast, she told them about the dream. "A ghost?" Ronan asked, his practical nature wrestling with the supernatural. "An echo," Liora corrected. "Like the ones in the Ashen Wastes. But this one isn't trapped in a battle. She's trapped in her grief."

She felt cold breeze crawl up her spine and she had goose bumps all over her. She can see through him! In fright, she grabbed Finrod’s sleeve. “Ghost!” “Of course there are ghosts here! This is a ghost town.” Finrod said without glancing at her direction. He was too busy winning a mental combat with Margarette. The ghost was out the window and on the streets. He stepped slowly and silently, toward Ellaine. “Finrod!” Ellaine pulled at his sleeves, successfully getting his attention and unintentionally helping Margarette win the mental brawl.

Don’t dare to look under your bed, for they will come at the top of your head. Are you afraid of ghost? Perhaps the reaper itself, for I surely is. Just for wouldn’t, if that very being is only made out of bones and waiting all along beside you? Oops! Don’t look and continue reading as these sweet words will blow you a kiss. Kiss him now and end up both dead for your lust is one of the sins that will complete the circle of undying death. Fear now or you will see the heart you both bears will surely complete the spell.

Warmth surged throughout his body as it slowly took on a solid form and he could feel the wetness of the water on his skin. He leant forward from behind her. "Thank you..." he whispered in her ear. At the same time, a gust of cold wind brushed past and fluttered her wet hair in mid-air. She froze at the sudden abnormality and crossed her hands over her exposed chests. Her body trembled when a pair of cold arms appeared out of nowhere and wrapped her slender waist from behind. From the dimmed reflection on the glass, she could vaguely see someone with long hair and a muscular body; smiling at her. Her face turned as white as the white sheet. Is that the female ghost she saw last night?

I said as I meet his eyes and I saw the glint of sadness and loneliness as he smiled at me and then turned around to gather his things. When he took his leave, I sat there looking at Cassidy, and for a moment, I let myself feel the familiar sadness and loneliness. Regretting my decision and wish that I could spend more days with Devon, as me, as Hannah, and not us someone else. Suddenly, I felt my heart aching, Lucy's heart seemed to stop beating. I grabbed the arms of the chair as I gasp for air. I breathe in deeply and I calmed for a bit. "Damn, this body is weak. I need to do something fast." I got my mom's phone from her purse and searched for possession of dead bodies. I was horrified b

There was a scraping noise and Jyotsna said, “It’s like something heavy is being dragged” They looked at each other. Jyotsna couldn’t throw away the thoughts about vampires. She remembered Anwar saying to her about “bhulo’s” – ghost of lost travellers luring other travellers to their certain doom. Suddenly a pair of bright golden orbs came to life in the distance. They were floating two feet above the ground and swaying slightly. She was rooted to the spot, unable to move. Her lips trembled and the hairs on her spine rose up. A terrible thought came in her mind. What if they were lured by a bhulo? A swift wind ruffled her hairs and she started to cry, bawling at the top of her lungs.

It was cool, slightly sweet, and soothing against my tongue. Eloise sat across from me, her hands wrapped around her glass, her posture relaxed in a way that still surprised me. Widowhood had hollowed her once. Now, slowly, life was filling her back in. “The blood moon always scared me as a child,” she said suddenly, lowering her voice as if the moon itself might hear. “My mother used to tell us stories whenever it was close.” I smiled faintly. “What kind of stories?” “The creepy kind,” she said, grinning. “She said spirits walked freely during the blood moon. That the veil between realms was thinner. That wolves who weren’t careful could lose themselves forever.”

Something strange happens in Rafe's house, especially in Luna's room. A very old magic book, the Grimoire, opens by itself. The room feels even stranger when ghostly laughter is heard. Then suddenly a clear sentence breaks the silence. "I must hurry with this plan," says a mysterious voice, and then the Grimoire disappears as if it had never been there. The story moves to the wilds of Borneo, a different and secret place. Here many helicopters, supported by air force planes, are searching for something important.