Romans & histoires Shows Like Ghost Hunt

Their hands are almost touching. A shiver ran down my spine. Some ghosts don’t need to haunt you. They just wait until you find them again. And tonight, I had.

And every night from now on, when the living go to bed, the ghosts get the best show in town. Holly Rowan Holiday, resident redhead of the afterlife, singing for Capone and the boys until the sun burns out. Some deaths aren’t endings. Some are just encore after encore after encore.

Carmoria. When the plane landed, I turned my phone back on. Messages poured in— all about Sonia. Of course. She lived for attention. That's why she made me propose a hundred times. Every rejection, every scene—perfect gossip bait. And I was the punchline. The headlines wouldn't stop: [Shocking! Sonia Quindt left waiting outside the County Clerk's Office—stood up?] [Sonia Quindt's mystery fiancé disappears—Borevia City in chaos!]

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." 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.

I said, thinking of that show on cable where a team of investigators checks out ghost stories in the small town known as one of the most haunted places in America. “Yeah, I guess Vampires like hauntings, too. Anyway, if you can do some digging around in her head, that would be great.” “Sure,” I shrugged. “Should be easy enough with a name and a location, so long as there’s no shield around her. If there is, I guess we know she’s no good.” “Good point.” He clapped his hands down on his knees and looked around again, like maybe he was supposed to do something else. But there didn’t appear to be any reason for him to stay, so he headed for the door, and I followed behind, being a polite hostess

“Not just seances, but ouija boards and… other things, too. My friend group back then was really into the paranormal, and you know how humans can be.” “It’s true,” Betty said with a nod. “Humans are really fascinated by spirits. They tend to be less superstitious than we are, so things like ‘ghost hunting’ are more popular.” I didn’t know what to say. Chris had never told me about this before; and while it was intriguing, I wasn’t sure if it would be very helpful in a situation like this. “I don’t think this is a good idea. It’ll just scare Betty even more. We should be trying to calm everyone down, not rile them up with ghost stories.”

He asked looking at me, which made me smirk. "Have you been watching this?" I asked making him nod his head. "It is interesting. What is it called?" Lucifer asked. "Ghost Adventures. The men's names are Zak, Aaron and Nick." I said sitting crisscrossed on my bed, and turned my head to watch Ghost Adventures with Lucifer. I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around my body then scooted back towards Lucifer, and curled up beside him. He grabbed the pillow from his lap then placed it under my head.

“The more I think about it, the more excited I get about the paranormal side of the investigating business. I’ve even been looking into some of that ghost hunting equipment that I see them using on the television shows.” “Why would we need that?” I asked. “To help us determine if it’s a ghost or something else,” she replied with a roll of her eyes. “I think you should sit down with me and watch a few shows before we take any cases that involve the paranormal. I’d hate to have you come off as a rookie.” “A rookie?” I laughingly said. “I’ll have you know that I’ve traveled through time, escaped death, and lived to tell about it.”

She suddenly remembered how in TV shows and movies, sudden drops in temperature were used as a hint that a ghost was about to appear. "If you don't find it before nightfall, you'll get lost in the dark and…well…I hope you don't meet any ghostly apparitions on your way out. They can be pretty spiteful and dangerous after all." Kiran froze. Surely Diel was just teasing her, right? There couldn't be any ghosts in the citadel. She then felt another presence behind her. This time, it was accompanied by an eerie hiss…and what seemed like the sensation of a slimy tongue flicking dangerously close against her ear.

I whispered. Gina was shaking, terror flashing in her eyes. I wish I knew what to tell her but I knew nothing about ghosts. My brothers did but during their time as hunters, they dealt more with the physical. I would have learned about ghouls last in my training and it would have been light reading. "I think this is your unique gift as a vampire," I said since it was the only thing that could explain why she was seeing ghosts in the first place. "Seeing ghosts?" She asked, taking a few careful steps.