Mystery Skulls Ghost Novels & Stories

Skylar shivered, thinking back to how the voices echoed forcefully in her head. "Those are lost souls" She answered but continued when Skylar raised an eyebrow. "Ghost has no purpose but to haunt while lost souls are struck between the dead and the living, their bodies are either dead or alive while their spirit goes around, searching for their bodies, they feel tormented till they do so" She explained, looking around. "So, I still do not wish to encounter anything dead, I suggest we start moving if we do not want to be among them" "We are to walk to the deepest part of the forest, call for her and she will come to us" Skylar nodded and started moving, with Shailyn holding onto her arm like

They were thousands of wooden stakes driven into the permafrost, and on each stake was a skull. "The Blood-Crag border," Leo said, joining us at the ridge. He looked at the field of skulls with a grimace. "Silas used to tell me these were the enemies of the pack. I realize now they were probably just the ones who asked too many questions." As we walked through the Whisper-Posts, a sound began to rise. It wasn't the wind. It was a literal whisper—thousands of voices, dry and rattling, coming from the empty eye sockets of the skulls.

Walter rumbled as they all settled their attention on Mantilo. "These claw markings....the scent of bile....the black fluids...." The large Clan Head said at first instead of answering, glancing dispassionately at the damage and claw marks all about the room. "That's is a definite sign that what I had feared all this time is true." He finally began. "These things, these intruders are called Ghouls. I hadn't come across one of their kind in many decades. So when I first spotted the dead moose's and the black slime on the bodies my memory was tickled, but I couldn't exactly put the pieces together until I visited the library and recovered a few scrolls...."

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

Wilbur said, "I'm Wilbur Penn from the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. Yeah, I went through the same thing." "I'm afraid we've walked into a trap, then," Eileen said, not scared in the slightest. Constantine smiled. "That's right. I wonder what the Skull Cult has in store for us." Wilbur glanced at the cave. "The surprise should be in there." Just then, a peal of bone-chilling laughter rang from inside the cave. This was followed by a figure walking out of the cave. She looked like a woman in her thirties, with long, red hair falling around her shoulders. Her face was pale, and there were two hollow sockets where her eyes should be.

the towns and small villages to pledge their allegiance to me or die painfully. My favorite decorations I had collected during that time period were the slain dragons skulls, I had well over 500 here at one point but I've since had them moved and hidden away I couldn’t bare the thought of someone else having them. I had an underground tomb made specifically for them Azar and Diaval’s skulls are the largest I had made special arrangements for them but now that I was passing the giant empty spots where they were on display in this hallway it made me miss having them here maybe only for a short time I’ll bring them here, maybe.

I take it back am not scared am weirded out! What the fuck Is going on here! I looked around and realized am in some kind of city, with high walls. It’s like it appeared from no where, as I looked back I realize the skull like creature has disappeared. But it screams can still be heard. Its flames disappearing into the darkness and yes the freaking skull was on fire and it moves with no body! If that monstrosity is any proof then I guess am in hell or what looks like it! And since there’s no manual for this things apparently the dead were expected to figure things out themselves.

" Susan exchanged a quick glance with him, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of fear and curiosity. They had no choice but to seek another entrance. Mohammed cautiously moved toward the side of the villa, and Susan followed hesitantly. They soon reached Mirna's window, where a faint light filtered through the curtains, breaking the The surrounding darkness of night. They stopped before him. Susan pulled her coat tighter around her trembling body, while Mohammed leaned forward slightly, his eyes sharp, trying to detect the slightest movement or shadow inside. Neither of them knew that beneath their feet, in the still soil of the villa's garden, lay three secret graves. Three murdered souls, bu

I heard the dragon’s voice in my head. Getting to the entrance of a cave I saw old imprinted words at the top of the crave. Ignoring my fears, and allowing my curiosity to take over me, I hurried into the cave freezing almost at my sight. “Holy goddess! What a horrific sight to behold!” This cave was no different from a coven and I saw skulls littering almost the ground. Skulls which mostly belongs to kids or some kind of strange creatures. I snuffled in air of a familiar creature before my brain could process anything, I got hit brutally with my body crashing against a sharp cliff,

the paladin bow down and his liege faced them Lina remembered the cosplay of ghosts every Halloween. A white floating sheet –she doesn’t even know if the kid used a bedsheet or their own blanket but it somehow looks like what’s in front of her “A floating skull” Lich looks like the ghost in Halloween –more like the grim reaper With chains and an old book spell in his both hands, black hairdressing in his bone head and a white old and tattered robe for his top… Lich is ready for some trick or treat