Novel & Cerita Scary Games Ghost

"Shift! The both of you!" I retreated with difficulty—I wasn't done protecting what was mine! "Now!" Emily roared with so much authority that Ghost whimpered inside my mind. "Mate looks...." Ghost muttered like a scared puppy and quickly retreated to the depths of my mind. Was he scared? My gaze caught Emily's, and my blood ran cold in my veins. Crap, was I in trouble? ****

She lightly out the glance on him and had to stop. That man was Gael. Gael Greyson. The person who died three months ago. She paused and looked at him rather confused. "You can see me right?" He took a step towards her making San took a step back. "I thought so." He walked towards her and lifted his hand as tried to touch her face but his passed through her. San suddenly felt scared. "But I can not touch you." He nodded. "G...Gh...Ghosttttt" San suddenly shouted as she ran towards her apartment. It was a ghost. It was definitely a ghost.

[GC GROUP OF COMPANIES - GRAYSON'S OFFICE] Grayson sat behind his desk, his fingers drumming an agitated rhythm on the polished surface. His computer screen displayed financial reports that he should have been reviewing, but his mind was elsewhere, stuck on the text message he had received earlier that morning. Another message from an unknown number. “Don't you like this game we're playing? Besides, you have always loved games like your father.” Trevor had not been able to trace it. The number was another burner phone, purchased with cash, impossible to track. Lucas had found nothing suspicious in the security footage from the mansion or the office. Whoever was sending these messages was a g

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

“It was by the corner of the building. A shape, encased in white, like a reverse shadow. It was dressed in old school buckskins and carried a flintlock rifle, reminded me of those old movies about Davy Crockett. It looked around, pointed, raised its gun and vanished. After that the people stopped. They threw a bucket of water and a few bottles of bleach over the fire. “Bleach?” “It was something white from bleach bottles, so I assumed it was. But that isn’t the point. I went back there several times at night and I never saw them again. They might’ve missed the ‘ghost’, we’ll call it that for lack of a better word, but I’ve never forgotten. That’s why I picked the place as our gaming spot. Ho

CHAPTER 5 Elder Gina had already gone to the town and Kim was left alone, Kim hadn’t used alone ever since that’s why he had a strange feeling of being alone. He remembered what Elder Gina said to him. While Alex is on the road walking alone, she sees the woman, a woman a messy scrambled hair, her eyes are darkened deeply, and holding a dull knife covered with a blood stain. Her aura is so scary at all. Alex felt a little nervous and scared, her heart was beating so fast. She wanted to go back home but she couldn’t even move her legs.

This was the space she was going to become unstoppable in. Suddenly two maids stepped in silent as ghosts, dropping glasses of juice in front of them, bowing and stepping out without a word. It felt eerie. Scarlet didn’t touch the cup yet. She just stared at the liquid like it might contain someone’s heartbeat. Across the staircase ... upstairs ... Grey stood leaning on the rail, his arm muscles flexed against the wood, watching her from above as if he was watching someone walking into a destiny that would swallow her alive. He muttered under his breath, voice dark, voice scared, voice raw with something like grief,

To a business partner. The disgust hit her so hard it wasn’t just mental anymore—her stomach flipped. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mr. Hill’s hand reaching toward her again— The next second— Boom. A heavy punch landed. A dark figure flashed past her so fast she couldn’t process what was happening. Then came the sound of a body hitting the ground, followed by a scream. Allison turned.

The typing dots lingered. Bad Boy: Guide me? To where? Your God? Or your bedroom? My stomach dropped. I clenched my thighs together under the table, fighting the rush that pooled low in my belly. Gloria: Don’t be disrespectful. This isn’t a game. Bad Boy: Everything’s a game, pastor’s wife. Some people just too holy to admit they like to play. I sucked in air, my heart thrumming painfully. He wasn’t letting up. He wasn’t like the brothers in church who lowered their gaze, who bowed with Yes ma, No ma.

“We go in now.” “You walk into a lion’s den without counting teeth first?” I growled. “I’m not dragging your guts back to Giordano in a trash bag.” He pouted. “Damn, sweetheart. Forgot how romantic you are.” I snapped a picture. Sent it to Giordano with one line: We might’ve found the witch. “Think she’s really in there?” Scarface asked. I lit another cigarette. “If Ghost is, she is.” A moment later, Giordano’s answered. His Voice like ice. “Is she inside?”