Mykelti Williamson Celebrity Ghost Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Never mind that. What happened back there, in the water? I thought you could swim?” “I can. It was a ghost.” Nate gapes at me. “You’re telling me a ghost tried to drown you?” “Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying,” I frown, sinking into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. “And no, I’ve never seen this ghost before.” Silence stretches for a moment, before Celeste asks, “After Sally attacked you, another one comes for you out of nowhere? One you’ve never seen. Bit odd, don’t you think?”

She vanished and I decided to take the advantage that I am in the restroom to ease myself before returning to Jayden. "What was that about?" He asked as soon as I sat down. "Sorry, it's been a whole lot of drama. Anyways, Echo is the ghost and she saw her friend Laura that stole her identity, so she came to inform me. I want to figure out the connection that Laura has with Echo's death and I can't do it without making friends with her, so that's what I went for." I summarized briefly. "Wow, I can't believe all of this is happening for real, I have only seen it in movies. It's really mind blowing." Up until I experienced it, I have only seen it in movies and in books and I considered it as a

, Dawn said slowly “a vengeful spirit” Lena sighed “thought it might be”, she admitted. Dawn frowned at her “wait, you knew?” she asked, astounded “how?” The blackette was aware at how open minded Lena was but she didn’t think that she would go as far as to place the blame on it for Bryce and Shawna’s deaths. “My godmother told me all about different supernatural things, including ghosts”, the brunette explained “she’s an occult professor. Anyway, when I saw the hook in the wall…it made me think of the Hook Man legend. So I guessed it was a ghost”.

"Wait." I suddenly stopped. Rica looked at me. I couldn't see her whole face. But her clear brown eyes reflected my bloody figure. "I just wanted to remind you that if you ever become a demon I wouldn't hesitate to offer you to the burned mansion. You know what they were interested in." Rica nodded. "I've heard rumors that there was a ghost market in the city. The famous burned house. " It looked like Rica had lived here in the dead's world for quite some time to hear of this rumor.

“Don't worry, the owner's story may just be a story that makes him attractive to women, not real. How can there be such unrealistic things? I've never met anything like this before." "Yeah!" Amanda's words were a bit heavy when she heard about the hateful things that William had just said. She was silent, not daring to speak of the strangeness she encountered. She herself fears becoming the laughing stock of others. Recalling, since moving to Glasgow until now, she has encountered ghosts many times, at home, in the office, and can't escape when going to restaurants. After many years living in London, never met and believed, now come here a few days, all the worldview in her has changed. She

Determined to separate fact from myth, Emily organized an expedition for her thesis, enlisting a few brave companions: Lucas Moran, her childhood friend and amateur filmmaker, eager to document whatever they found, Dr. Vanessa Holt, a skeptical psychology professor who saw the trip as a chance to debunk the “WildWood hysteria.” Devon Price, a former psychiatric orderly who once worked briefly at the now-ruined Terrell State Hospital — a man with his own buried fears of what he had glimpsed. Marla Greene, a medium who claimed she could sense the lingering spirits of the dead. The rusted iron gates of the Terrell State Hospital screeched as Emily Carter pushed them open, the sound splitting th

I was going to walk out quietly, i don't even need ice cream anymore. "His name is ghost no body knows his real name" he continued and now i need to listen, I'm too curious to just leave now. "He took my pet from me, i know she belonged to him for a while. Kill him and be over with it" Kill him, he just asked for whoever he's talking with to kill ghost... I can't let them just kill ghost, i can't let them even hurt ghost!! I touched my necklace the one with mine and daddy's voice on it.

Others still looked doubtful—including that dumbass heir himself. “Prove it. If it’s true, we need to verify it right now. Show us the bodies,” William ordered. He picked ten guards to come with us. I didn’t want to go back there and relive that near-death moment. My body was wrecked, but I had no choice but to lead the way. “Those two are fire witches.” I pointed to the corpses. “And that one over there—that’s the psychic. Satisfied?” William didn’t answer. He crouched beside one of the bodies and began examining it. The other guards did the same. No one asked me anything else, so I quietly stepped away and sat near the edge of the stream, dipping my feet in the water.

A tray of luxury I didn’t ask for. I stepped forward, snatched the dress, and turned to the maid. “Tell Elijah…” I paused, cracking a grin. “…the Ghost Knife doesn’t go anywhere without her blades.” ---