Nameless Ghoul Fire Novels & Stories

“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.

“You will get hurt in sleep,” She said like it was obvious. He looked offended in the most unexpected way. “It’s just a scratch. You are overreacting. You are not sleeping on the couch.” “Scratch can be lethal too." She argued. “Khal Drogo died from a scratch. He was the strongest one.” Louis blinked. “Khal who?” Lisa stared at him. “Character from Game of Thrones. Don’t tell me you don’t know GOT.” He scoffed. “You think I have time to watch that?”

Kisa asked with a puzzled look on her face, still leaning on the wall where the mirror was embedded and searching for the ghost. Gilbert's chest heaved as his breathing got heavier. 'I was wrong. I should never have brought this woman here.' He took a deep breath with his eyes closed and then asked, "So tell me, what did the ghost look like?" "I-Its face is pale, its mouth red and big, wanting to eat people, and... and its eyebrows are thick." Gilbert frowned, finding her description a little familiar, like he had seen it somewhere before. "It... It just laughed at me in that mirror, a creepy laugh, with that big red mouth trying to eat me."

She grabbed Selene by instinct, and Selene pulled her into a protective embrace, shifting her own body between Taffy and the entrance. The creatures stared with hollow, lifeless, blank eyes. One of them crawled forward—and the moment its hand touched the soil inside the burrow, it sizzled. Its arm rippled as if something was burning beneath the skin. Then it cracked, broke apart, and collapsed into ash. The ghoul shrieked—a sound so sharp it made Taffy’s ears ring—as it rolled away in agony. The others twitched and clicked, gathering at the entrance. Their shadows swallowed what little light remained, but none of them dared to cross into the burrow.

She felt a shiver go down her spine as the ghoul's eyes fixed on her. The ghoul laughed, "Oh, I do not think she will be going anywhere." It shoved Lila aside, sending her crashing into a nearby tree. Lila crumpled to the ground, dazed. The ghoul advanced on Hailey, its clawed hands reaching for her. "You smell...different," it hissed. "Special. I wonder what your blood tastes like?" The ghoul bared its sharp teeth, its face twisted in what seemed like a grin. Before Hailey could react, it moved so quickly that she barely saw it coming. Her shoulder was suddenly ripped apart by a sharp pain.

Project Inferno had been a government initiative, a secret project designed to develop a new kind of weapon —something that could burn entire landscapes in a matter of hours. Wildfire, but faster. Hotter. More destructive. And Chloe… I froze, my eyes locking onto a familiar name. Chloe's name. She... She had been involved. She had been part of the team. My stomach churned, nausea rising as I stared at the words in front of me. Chloe had known. She had been part of the project that had unleashed this hell on the world.

He stared at me for a long while before getting back up on his feet. A loud crack of thunder was heard outside the hut. The sky continued to rumble with thunder as we gazed greedily and lustfully at each other. … Neither one of us told anyone about our rendezvous in the hut that night. However, we had a nightly ritual now before going to bed every night. The chat window with my second number had now become a place for us to reveal our deepest, darkest desires. We kept video calling each other in secret at night as we vented out our school stress and turned it into sexual pleasure.

I was able to shout at them my teeth gritting together with the cold. The girl, Cassidy or whoever she was, moved towards my two servants Ana and Marissa, she stood over them as she motioned her hand to them as if she was choking them and I see them in pain coughing hard again and again their face turning blue as blood flowed out of their mouths. I was terrified. I can feel my heart beating so fast, I'm in a panic. I have to snap out of whatever spell or voodoo this is. Hannah? I told myself this cannot be. I must be dreaming. I closed my eyes trying to calm down while telling myself that this is not true this is just a dream. I breathe in and out. It suddenly felt very quiet. I can feel my

The truth is, this is just the beginning of the torture I will have to endure. Even I did not anticipate this. I thought they would use brute force but play fair. I should have known that these barbarians would never play by the rules. All I can do is see this through. "Fiend, pass me the tools." The guy called Ghoul says with an evil smile plastered on his face. When I lift my head, I see that all of them have sinister smiles on their faces. I barely get ruffled by anything but these people are an exception.

Left lane and time to annihilate the ghouls finished on the right lane. First, he looked at his newly acquired skills. [Mana Healing] Level 1: A skill that will allow you to control your mana. At no cost [Fireball] Level 1: Creates a fireball that attacks the enemy. Mana cost: 5 This was enough for him. Undead was weak against Fire, Light, and Holy-type skills. This lowers the difficulty of this dungeon, no, the boss. He wouldn't use [Fire Ball] against ordinary Ghouls because he only had 36 mana. He was going to save it to finish off the boss easier.