Red Eye Ghost Novels & Stories

I reached out and pressed the radio button on the steering wheel. My voice was cold, cutting through the static. "Mason Vale, do you see a ghost in your mirror?" I said coldly into the radio. Those words pierced straight through Mason's last line of composure. His car hesitated for an obvious instant on the straight. Now. I smashed the throttle down. The car tore through the air and pulled alongside him. Ahead was a chain of fast S-curves. Seeing that I was about to pass, a vicious look flashed through Mason's eyes.

Madeleine and Kanasan immediately went to help hold her down. The four of them held Belina tightly. But her body continued to twitch, and her mouth kept on taking deep breaths. “Ah! Ah! It hurts so much!” Soon, a warm eyeball appeared in Gardner’s palm. The eyeball was still bleeding, and when he looked at Belina, the opened eyelid couldn’t close anymore. It looked like a pitch-black hole. Streams of blood flowed down from the corner of her eye. It was even more terrifying than the female ghosts in horror movies.

"Wait. I need to know. Why did, uhm, whatever, carelessly pick me?" "Go back." The woman wasn't paying her any attention. She kept on plucking cowries and attaching them to her head. "What is he? Oh, don't answer that one. He's a ghost. I know that. Why is he in that state? No, no, why can I see him? Why can l feel his touch, ghosts can't do that, can they? What does he need me for?" The old woman stopped her scaly hands from further movements and stared directly at Geneva through her foggy eyes that obviously saw clearly.

Jasmine POV: Draco turned his head to drunken Tony’s direction but saw nothing, he cannot see ghost like me… he don’t have astral vision… but I was seeing her….. clearly, her dull and completely white eyes were fixed on me… Yes! it was a women Ghost who was slouching on drunken Tony’s shoulder…. she was wearing a red colored ragged dress with some silver bangles, her hairs were dry and messed up behind her back , her face was pale with several wound mark while her lips were tightly stitched with red colored thread… there was a large goiter on her front side of her neck which was cut open sharply also yellow pus and dark colored blood was oozing out of it…. I was even able to see her broken

Selina's eyes immediately became cold, like freezing snow, colder than the moonlight outside, just like that, shining with cold rays. Her ash gray eyes seemed to have narrowed at the moment that the creaking sound was heard. Now, in Selina's eyes, there seemed to be a swirling vortex. The storm came, and the ashes caught on fire, burning everything until only ashes remained. The ghost seems to have appeared in a blur, softly but flickering at the bottom of her eyes.

*****ALPHA XANDER’S POV**** "Welcome back," the second ghost said, a hint of excitement in her voice. "You're intelligent, figuring it out without my hint, which you couldn't decipher." She extended her hand towards me, and I reluctantly handed her the eyeball she had requested. She giggled and swallowed it, transforming into a terrifying octopus in the blink of an eye. Its menacing tentacles writhed everywhere, except where I stood. The sheer size of the creature overwhelmed me with fear, and I struggled to maintain eye contact.

I shrug at Ghost as the Collector snaps up at him. “What group am I?” I ask Ghost; he doesn’t look back at the computer, which means he’s already looked for the information. I can’t say I blame him; I’d want every bit of information I can get if I were travelling with someone like me. "E," Ghost says flatly. “What the fuck is group E and why is Elle in it?” Ghost snarls down at him; his eyes change to a flat red colour, making him look like a demon, when he looks at me, his eyes have returned to normal. I wonder if his eyes going red are like when Gideon’s turn yellow.

I asked, my grip tightening on his hair. ​"In the North," the rogue whispered, his eyes widening in genuine terror. "Beyond the Frozen River. In the Ghost Valley. A monster walks on two legs but kills like a wolf. It has fur as white as bone and eyes that burn like violet fire." ​My heart skipped a beat. ​Violet eyes. ​A memory flashed in my mind. Elara. Her eyes were violet. But she was human. She couldn't shift. ​Runt. Wolfless.

In my panic, I instinctively ran with the crowd, not even thinking about where I was going. I bumped into something in the next room and reached out to grab the child in front of me. "Xander, stop running... Ah!" I froze. The child in front of me wasn’t Xander. It was a ghostly figure, its right eye missing, a bloody hole where it should have been, and the left eye glowing green. I screamed, pushed the figure away, and ran in the opposite direction, not caring where I was going. I crashed into something again and screamed once more, not sure if it was another ghost or just someone else.

It was most definitely him, no doubt of it yet his eyes… They were red. A deep bloody red that not even that monster held. His iris had thinned, slightly scaring Alex in the process. He blinked several times to make sure he was just seeing things. His eyes did go back to normal, bringing relief washing in him. Was he dreaming? Maybe being in darkness for so long has birthed hallucinations.