Pups Save Ghost Novels & Stories

She let out a yowl and fell forward, and then a gale of wind swept past, lifted her skirt, and exposed her under— There was no underwear at all, actually. Instead, it revealed four sticks tied to the Pomeranian’s legs, hiding behind a long white sheet. The darkness of the night had managed to hide the dog’s shadow behind the sheet. It had a long, wooden candle holder in its mouth with a piece of green LED light on either side, which were the eyes on the ghost’s chest. Finally—and just as ridiculously—there was a phone bound to the dog’s tail, where a video of a ghost screaming played in a loop. “Give it back! Give my head back!”

The Ghost returns to its original form and the world becomes warm again. "Ghost wait, what's your name? How will I find you again," I ask? "My name is Rosemary. Rosemary Shackleton. And don't worry Lucia, I will be with you and will reveal myself when it is necessary. Go be quick, be quick, and may the moon goddess protect you better than she protected me." The Ghost leaves, and the mist evaporates. Chief Wolfpaw becomes a human again and crosses his arms at me. "What did you say to the Ghost," he asks?

Everything about that bus screamed 'money'. 'What a sumptuous bus this is. I wonder how its interior is?' He couldn't help but admire the fine grand bus which was colored in red. After all, this was his old habit. To appreciate the beauty no matter if it belonged to a person or even a thing. Suddenly, the glass of one of the windows of the other bus slid open, and someone emerged out of it. "Aye! Yooo!! If it isn't the poor and miserable Ghost Busters team!? Eh!?" A guy with black hair tied in a ponytail with a patchy beard came into everyone's view as they heard his mocking voice.

Aiden guesses, not that it needs much guesswork. “A ghost,” I nod. “His horse is a stallion. Blackmarsh has mares. There have been foals that we don’t have another explanation for. They’re not ghosts, they’re perfectly normal horses as far as anyone can tell. They’re very, very good horses. Promises Kept is one of them, Keppy for short. He’s one of Katie’s competition horses.” “Ghosts can do that?” He sounds dubious. I’d never have guessed it was possible either, if I hadn’t seen the evidence. “What about Bellmouth, does he have puppies?”

“Help! I have a sick pup and I’m being chased by a rogue!” One takes the baby and runs to the gate of the pack territory. Another tries to protect me, but is immediately attacked by a gray blur. The third screams behind me as Savage ends his life. The last thing I feel is Savage’s heavy hot breath on my neck before the world goes dark.

Rahu spun around to find Lord Silvius standing there! "A lowly demon dares covet divine beast flesh? You've chosen death!" The immortal's tone turned icy as Vex, his celestial hound, launched forward. Despite being a dog, the creature radiated the menace of an apex predator. Rahu tried to defend himself, but Vex moved like lightning, instantly crushing his windpipe. Dark, putrid blood gushed from the wound as Rahu collapsed. Paul's inherited memory faded, leaving a phantom ache in his throat. When he looked up, he saw the enormous Silly Husky spirit looming behind Chase.

But knowing that our driver had betrayed us, I suspected it might just be us. The guards, too, returned to their human forms, their faces marked with the scars of a hard-fought victory. We had protected each other, and I was grateful for their loyalty. "My father would know of your devotion," I told them, and they bowed respectfully. They pulled the metal off the road, and we entered the van to continue our journey, leaving the corpses on the road for scavengers to find. They did not deserve to be honoured in death. Vultures would do for them. They also did not smell like they were from around here. The stench of fish on their furs gave me all the information I needed.

"Is this Ghost when she was a puppy?" Danica asks. Ghost jumps up at the mention of her name. Danica is looking at the picture frames in the hallway. "Yeah, that's what she looked like when Jay brought her home. She's four now," I nod. Ghost runs down the stairs and starts to bark wanting to go outside. The sound of her bark makes Danica jumpy. Her eyes flare a deep almost red amber. The eyes of a wolf who's familiar with killing. "You'll get used to it,"

Pascal frowned and wondered if this was the doing of Ghost. Despite the eerie presence of the ghost, Pascal pressed on, determined to find Katie. He briskly walked around, taking deep breaths to catch her scent. Suddenly, a blood-curdling scream pierced through the air, causing him to stop in his tracks. "Help!" the voice cried out. Pascal's heart raced as he tried to locate the source of the distress call.

I let my wolf know because the Gray wolf looked like he was tired and barely holding on With a few more hits and growling, Ghost had the gray wolf under his paw, not wasting time he bit down hard and deep on the wolf's neck before ripping his throat off. Pulling off him, Ghost gave me control standing there. We watched as the gray wolf took his last breath.