My Ghost Friend Fanart Novels & Stories

“Is it about your werewolf friend?” Ghost sighed. “Well, he’s not the only one...” He trailed off. Scar’s eyes snapped in his direction. It took a moment, just a moment for him to comprehend the implication, and then he watched as Ghost’s eyes changed color, from bluish-grey to a glowing amber. His jaw dropped, his mouth gaped open...

“Where’s my pretty little prize?!” I ignored him. Focused. The walls were cracked. Paintings burned. Smoke thick. The air shook. Smoke rolled like claws through the hallways. My ears rang with static and fire.” I hit the back room. Nothing. No fire. No sign of life. No blankets. No dishes. No beds. No girl. Scarface stormed back into the hall. “Where the hell are they?!” “They’re not here,” I said. In the ashes of the fireplace, someone had drawn a red spiral. The symbol Ghost used to leave on his kills. Only this time, it wasn’t a kill. He was mocking us.

“Oh, and good luck getting yourself out of this mess. Not even your mark or Dibella can get you out of this one.” “I can help you,” the ghost girl, who I for a second forgot about, spoke up beside me as the boy stalked away. “Doubt you can,” I mumbled, picking up a stamp. “Yes, I can if you’ll help me and my friend with the kitty. I’ll help you get new copies of the books without paying a cent.” I stalled, peering with suspicion at her. “Oh, and how exactly are you planning to do that?” “My friend has a lot of money. If you help her, I know she’ll be more than happy to return the favor.” The ghost girl nodded confidently. “Consider it done.”

she nods no, she leans and whispers "do you believe in ghosts?" The little boy started to shake a little, he stuttered "no-no i-i don't", a smirk appeared on her face "what if I told you all my friends are dead?" The little boy got so scared but he manages to reply "the-en why don't you make new friends, that are alive? " she chuckles "Would you like to be that friend?" the Little boy retorts " What of your dead friend?"

I tried to calm her down. "I think it was villain X, Autumn. I think it was him. It has to be him!" She gave me a firm nod and licked her lips nervously. "Nah, I still think it was Casper. Who is Villain X anyway? The one from the X-files? Aliens are not real though ghosts pretty much are. I saw one when I was a kid, it did not look as cute as Casper but it was a ghost. I am sure of it. They can not get past a salt line you know, so I guess we should have salt in hand just in case the vengeful spirit is—"

Jasmine: if you are not the lion how did you know it male , Victor You're far more brilliant than me but am too is not a novice in brilliance Victor: am not the lion okay He didn't says anything else Same to me I board my dad car and he wave at me I don't wave back I just put an angry face and he too don't mind he just start walking home I get home and start thinking about what's going on Victor is not a human and me being close with him will make my life a myth ( a true but human beliefs it false ) I don't know what to do Victor seem so friendly and for he to protect me that mean definitely he can't harm me Should i ignore him nor get more close to him So as to be exposed to the supernatura

It was a good chance to trick her to be my friend. Jia turned her head away and walked forward. "I don't want to know. And I will not have anymore ghost friends." Anymore? That again. "Why you keep saying 'anymore'? Have you help the dead before?" "..." "What happened? Is he or she your friend?" "..." "It's alright to tell the dead your story, after all, dead men tell no tales." "...sigh. Can you just go?" We already arrived in the parking lot. I can't follow her now. That was too sad.

said the pale being in front of Jon. “You. You are…” mumbled Jon as he tried to keep away. “The ember ghost himself!” said Dante and laughed. “You should have known that when I showed you the three self-portraits the first night that you were here. The last one, of course, was painted by myself many years ago.” “W-what do you want from me?” stammered Jon.

But she didn’t know why, sadness suddenly surrounded her. If he disappear in the future. Then she will be left all alone. But, she can’t really ask a ghost to stay and being a ghost forever right? In her mind he is ghost. In her heart he is a friend. A very close friend “You right. You need to go and truly rest in peace anyway…” She finally said something after a while. Kevin chuckled. “Nah I’m good. I want to go straight to my next live…” And hopefully find you there…

Bastian asks. "Come with me, now." I lead him up to my room. I enter my room. "Since the day it happened, I've only seen one thing. A pair of glowing red eyes. It haunted my nightmares until a series of hypnosis managed to lock the beast away. Until now...." I remove the cloth from the painting I painted a few days ago. "This came to me the day of the pool party." Bastian walked up to the painting slowly. "This was the monster I saw that day." I held myself.