Protective Ghost Novels & Stories

The constant barrage of the sentry’s blast kept us all inter until ghost fire raised her hand, curting it up to form a blue and white plasma ball. “Enough,” Ghost fire said as she through the concentrate sphere at the sentries the spere soved through sentrys, vaporizing them both and shutting down the blast. We each slowly pick ourselves up, recovering from the surprise attack. “Nice trick Melissa,” I said “What do you call that?,” “Spook orbs,” ghost fire answered. “I hope you can make more Rick said. “Cause we got company,” Rick pointed at a cluster of Reaper Gorillas, rampaging toward us on all fours.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

"Do not forget magic wristband and your waistbeads!" At the sound, Malison clenched his fists, as if to steal himself against a awful sight. Laney stood firm beside him, fully armed for the great battle ahead. There was silence on the other end. He heard a clinking sound, and could make out several feet away from them, a dark figure moving rapidly. It was a wolf, maybe the thickest possible one he had ever seen. He had heard that, but it still caused him no worry.

Sia took her time admiring Julian. His black hair was still wet from his shower, and his bare arms showed powerful muscles.He was wearing a black shirt with its sleeves rolled up to his elbows and dark blue jeans with white and blue sneakers. Blue would’ve matched his eyes better, Sia thought to herself before she remembered that he was her new bodyguard, not her client.

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

I took a wary step back, then froze when I heard familiar voices. "I'm here to help, tiny human! Where's the monster?" "Ghost squad is here to fight!" "Baby, where are you? I'm here, so don't be scared! I'll protect you!" "Protecting humans is the duty of ghosts! Kill him!" "Slither in darkness! Scream in madness! Rip them apart! Devour! Eat them all!" The mass of black mist barreled around the office before it spotted the pool of rotting filth on the floor.

“Julianna—run! He wants to possess you!” Before I could move, Scott darted in front of me, fire swirling up his arms. “You’re not laying a finger on her.” Vaelen chuckled. “Protective, are we?” Scott lunged again, flames exploding from his hands, but they slipped straight through the ghost’s form. Vaelen drifted past him as though he weren’t even there. Scott snarled, spinning, attacking again and again, but nothing connected. “Scott!” I yelled. “Stop—he’s—”

He crouched beside her, hand on her back, worrying for her stronger than his own pain. “A piece,” she whispered shakily. “It hides in objects and places full of strong feelings. It’s not just echoes, Kael. It’s planting, spreading to new hosts.” The threat was real and growing. The war was no longer with one enemy, but a spreading, ghostly plague. Ash’s face hardened. He looked from her trembling face to Ronan’s hard jaw. He felt useless, how could he protect them from ghosts he couldn’t see or fight? His frustration was like a living thing inside.

Yet he wasn’t alone. A cold voice breathed from behind him. “You still think you can fight me, fox?” The ghost loomed tall behind them, smiling like a fresh wound. “Did you think the world would save her?” he whispered. “Did you think that men in uniforms could protect her from me?” Vincent spun around, slashing at the darkness with his claws as sparks flew through the air. But there was no one to hit—only shadows remained. Then the ghost reappeared and stepped forward, smiling with his hands clasped behind his back as if this void was his throne room.