Mae Nak Ghost Novels & Stories

A smile budded on my lips as I sped up my pace. “It’s kind of weird yet cool to see something that you see when you visit the moon goddess.” Matt mused as we followed Maera’s fluffy tail. “Do you know what the deal is with the random dog that runs around in the ethereal realm?” “I don’t, actually. I’ve only seen it a few times.” I shrugged as I glanced over my shoulder at him. “It’s a good thing I know about Maera.” Nisha’s voice came from around the bend.

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her

then rushed upstairs back to my mom's room to give it her. She knew I have been watching her all along but she said no word at all to me. After serving my mother, she retired back to her room awaiting for the next call for errand. Indeed Today, our relationship is gonna be just a master and an ordinary maid. I hope I won't lose our friendship forever. * * *

"What the?! Keir?!" "Zae! Help me! There's a ghost in this room! I...I think it's haunting me!" Keir cried pitifully as he was trying hard not to look at the direction where Méah was standing. Although his back now felt like burning hell, the terrifying feeling of seeing a ghost managed to over shine it. "What? Ghost? That's Méah, Keir," Prince Zaeius had recovered from shock and tried to explain the reality to Keir. Otherwise, Keir would die in panic attack.

“Wolf’s hacker — Ghost — is discreet. No digital footprint. No trail. If there’s anything to find, he’ll find it.” Ciara swallowed, her voice small. “You really think… there could be something in her records?” Mama sat beside her, taking her hand again. “Sweetheart, Maeve was strong. She wasn’t supposed to go that fast. The doctors told me she had time. Something changed — suddenly, drastically. I always wondered why.” Ciara’s breath hitched, and she pressed a hand to her mouth. “I thought I was crazy. I thought I was just… grieving.”

And with each move she took, she swore those dark, predatory eyes followed her. A ghoul. Of course. It just had to be one of those. ⸻ Maya didn’t go back in for the rest of the show. She remained huddled in a corner on a bench, counting down the minutes until Anna and Nia would show up. They came with Anna’s car, so there was no chance of her leaving them behind. Besides, she didn’t even know her residential address, so a taxi was out of the question too. She’d been in the middle of scrolling through TikTok reels when a shadow fell over her. She looked up at the older gentleman with a questioning look. “Annyeong.”

Vrethie smiled at Miaka and waved his hand before disappearing altogether. With a final wave, he was gone, leaving nothing but footprints in the red dirt in the space below where his feet had stood just seconds ago. Miaka, Kai and the new woman - Maeve - all stood in confusion exchanging shocked words and glances. "Was he always a ghost?" asked the Maeve. Miaka shook her head in the negatory. "I always thought he was as corporal as the rest of us."

My heart stopped. "No... no..." I scrambled across the ground, desperately gathering Chloe's ashes with shaking hands. "Waaah! Mommy, it hurts!" Grace rushed over and pulled David into her arms. Her eyes filled with tears. When she looked at me again, her gaze was pure venom. "Selena, no matter what happened, you shouldn't touch a child. He's just a little boy. "Besides, why keep pretending? Richard already knows this funeral is fake. Who even knows what's inside that thing?"

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

Mae was already bustling around, stuffing her own bag with an efficiency that made me smile despite the tension. I glanced at Rowan. He was sitting on the edge of the cot, shoulders hunched, pale shadows under his cheekbones making him look almost skeletal. He wasn’t strong yet—he hadn’t fully healed—and every careful breath reminded me how fragile he still was. But I knew we couldn’t wait. Not if we wanted to get to the old woman alive. “I’ll be right back,” Mae said, already heading for the door. I followed her gaze as she returned a few minutes later, triumphant, a rat dangling by the tail from her fingers. A good-sized one, alive enough to feed him properly.