Slashfic Ghost Novels & Stories

The necklace burned in her palm. But she clasped it around her neck anyway. The chain closed like it belonged. The charm pulsed. And then… her eyes shifted. Not the glowing-amber of rage. Not the flickering gold of instinct. They turned pure. Gold. Like sunlight made flesh. No pupil. No iris. Just light. She gasped. Her body arched forward. From the graves around her, the dirt cracked. Hands burst free. Bone and ghost and vapor. Wolves without form. The Hollowborn.

I could hear whispers—low, guttural voices speaking in a language I didn’t understand, their words laced with malice. The tombstone shifted, the stone creaking as it began to rise, revealing a dark, yawning pit beneath it. My heart raced, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. This was it. The moment we had feared. The witch’s resting place had been disturbed. Suddenly, a bone-chilling wail pierced the air, and a ghostly figure began to rise from the tomb, her form shimmering and translucent. She was cloaked in shadow, her face obscured, but her presence was undeniable. Power radiated off her in waves, and the air crackled with dark magic.

The other men in the van rushed to catch their fallen comrade, when a familiar face popped into existence. Ghost melted from thin-air, his eyes black as night. In his hand was the blood-soaked blade that had gone through the throat of the male that had planned on raping me. He smiled at the others, this deadly, flat thing that had the hairs along the back of my neck rising. I’d never say this aloud, but Ghost was even more frightening than my would-be rapist.

Olivia couldn’t see anything because of the light, only the sound of the deity remained in her ears. “Young recruit will have to dedicate to the galaxy. You have the white of the fairy flower, the beauty of the unicorn and you are the pride of the phoenix. Don’t let me down!” The sound made Olivia curious about her identity. Fairy flower? Unicorn? Phoenix? Why did he say that? She doesn’t know. No one tells her about that. Olivia was about to ask the deity when a powerful suction blocked her voice and pulled her into an endless black hole.

He yelled out a spell, while cursing the woman who was right behind him, Jenny. "You traitor! You brought me here to be killed..? You'll forever regret this you bitch! What an ass hole you are, traitor! I'll deal mercilessly with you, I promise you swine!" There was a look of a scared beast on his face. The shadow moved closer, and when the final moment struck, the shadow's mouth opened up in fury. Malison turned again to Jenny as he met her gaze. The shadow became a hungry monster, showing its fist, ready for action. Malison's vampire charged up, and released the first strike, but the shadow dogged and blocked the swing. The impact of the fist was heavy. He gripped his sword and came at Mal

said Ulfricus, “to walk away from a hot woman this way. Or even not a hot one. It isn’t that important. Aren’t you going to kill her?” “Go away. You’re only an illusion.” “Are you sure?” the ghost curled his lips sarcastically. “Think about it, you’re a necromancer after all. And then, go back to the lair and do what you came here to do. Shag this girl, suck all her magic. You’ve felt that with her, it’s not that simple, right? You must know it, yeah. Suck her dry then kill her.” Reive narrowed his eyes then closed them, rubbing his temples.

I, Draco and thief kept staring at him with unusual look when he bite down one bar of cage and pulled out pig and dig his all sharp teeth inside his. Pig blood dribble all around floor when it hit me who was he “HUNGER GHOST…..” I said with fearful eye. Jasmine POV: “HUNGER GHOST…..” I almost screamed and turned to Draco “HE.. HE IS SUMMONED BY HUNGER GHOST, HURRY UP… WE HAVE TO LEAVE OR HE WILL EAT US ALIVE” I screamed and nudge Draco and thief to free themselves as I myself tired to lose knots on my hand and legs, in meantime hunger ghost ate entire pig alive and moved to eat hen.. as he kept eating we three hurried to free our self, I was unskilled but managed to lose knots on my feet’s

I snatched a doily off of the side table and tried to wrap my arm but it soaked with blood instantly. Hashem was slowly getting to his feet and I turned to face him. “You are a traitor and you will die a coward’s death,” I said, in a whisper but loud enough for him to hear. I reached for my shard as he lunged toward me with a piece of glass. I was just barely able to move and he tried again to swipe at me, this time he connected and got my side. FUCK! I was going to pass out soon, it was too much. Blood, there was blood everywhere. The yelling, the voices and the footsteps were everywhere now, close and I heard the voices yelling in English.

Dima (with a sly smile): There she is, I see her now, fast asleep. Malik (commandingly): Come closer... Grab her by the neck. Suddenly, in a flash, Dima's shadow began to take shape, curling into a dark entity, stealthily slipping into Miranda's room like a silent spirit. The door opened slowly, its sharp sound shattering the villa's stillness. Dima's ghostly form slid inside, its chill spreading like poison through the air.

Ghost had truly gone mad, grafting the flesh of others to himself to absorb the power of the spiritron vein! She shuddered in fear—it was as crude as it was horrific! Ghost simply shrugged. "Well, you're not getting away now that you've seen my secret. Leave me your flesh and the power of the spiritron vein that you embody!" Laughing freakishly, he lunged at Skyler. "So fast!" Skyler was stunned, her mind barely registering a thing as she only saw a blur before she found herself staring at Ghost's grisly bandaged face. Bang! She raised her arms to block his punch, but it sent her flying anyway, crashing down to the edge of the hospital roof.