Supernatural Ghostbusters Novels & Stories

He would know her name for sure, even if she'd never heard of him. The El stopped and she disembarked, still listening to this guy talk about goblins. Goblins. Really? "Supernatural beings? I think you'd have an easier time convincing me of aliens." "Well," BJ said. The host laughed. "Okay. I need to cut out and show a commercial from our sponsor. Everyone stay here, and we'll be back in a minute."

But the silence made me shuddered more. "We finally finished the sixth base. There were still five markets we need to find." Another voice of a woman said. My heart thumped fast because the five grim reapers choose to stay just beside the tent. "I really need a vacation. Let's finish the job quickly." One man said. "Be thankful that our team is assigned for capturing ghosts and not for cleansing demons. If we fought with a strong demon, even we have hundreds of lifespan, we could be eaten by them." The voice came from the blond man.

I spent the next few days learning the purpose of and how to use the equipment that Nora had purchased in preparation for our taking on the paranormal. I found it both interesting and frustrating. There were gadgets for almost everything one might imagine, such as electromagnetic detectors and thermometers. Apparently, ghosts use electricity to help them manifest and, when they do, the temperature in the room will change even if you can’t see them. Being a skeptic at heart, I found the equipment both interesting and amusing.

It felt heavier than the first. “Midnight,” Leora said, melting back into the graveyard of metal. “Don’t be late. And don’t die before you plug it in. I’d hate for my work to be posthumous.” They were left alone in the rust and the yellow light, holding two thumb drives that contained their salvation and a possible apocalypse. “She’s using us,” Sabe said quietly. “We’re using her,” Anton corrected, gripping the drives tightly. “It’s the only way to fight ghosts. You have to become a ghost yourself, and then you have to turn on the lights.”

The constant barrage of the sentry’s blast kept us all inter until ghost fire raised her hand, curting it up to form a blue and white plasma ball. “Enough,” Ghost fire said as she through the concentrate sphere at the sentries the spere soved through sentrys, vaporizing them both and shutting down the blast. We each slowly pick ourselves up, recovering from the surprise attack. “Nice trick Melissa,” I said “What do you call that?,” “Spook orbs,” ghost fire answered. “I hope you can make more Rick said. “Cause we got company,” Rick pointed at a cluster of Reaper Gorillas, rampaging toward us on all fours.

I left it charging, so they could use it for as long as they wanted, and if what ghost hunters said was true, they could also draw energy from the battery at the same time. Back to the kitchen, I put to cook, wondering what I could watch over dinner. YouTube kept suggesting me a compilation of the best paranormal evidence captured by the infamous Haunters. No matter how many times I tapped the option to not show it anymore, it kept popping up. So after checking there was nothing interesting to watch anywhere else, I decided I could always have a good laugh and sat to have dinner and watch the rockstars scream like little girls. The moment Brandon Price started his weird off-camera narration,

Tamara said. I guess his parent's death made him so reserved. I thought he was an arrogant jerk. Amelia thought. "I guess we've known each other. " Carlos said as he stood up. "Would you like to be part of us?" He asked Amelia. "Part of you?" Amelia asked. Carlos nodded. "We are the Ghosthunters," Xen said for the first time since Amelia woke up. "We hunt down ghosts that are a threat to humanity," Xen explained. "Would you like to join us?" He asked.

"Listen, I can not explain over the phone so please hurry up and get over here." I'm still registering what she's just said. So the redhead demon goes by the name Sarrtina, huh. "Heaven, are you still there?" I clear my throat before speaking. "Yes yes, I'm still here. And I'm coming over." I say before hanging up. I can't say I'm surprised or shocked by the new information I have just learned, after all if a demon is not after me, it's not really a normal day in my life.

If I do, I will die. I may die anyway. The world is filled with noise, a cacophony of growls and voices merged into one single buzz inside my mind. My father's eyes are illuminated with panic and a thousand questions I cannot answer, like how I have become an eight-foot long panther. It's unheard of, incomprehensible. It is impossible. I'm staring at my family, the people I've grown to love my entire life, but all I want to do is rip