Supernatural Ghoul Novels & Stories

Alexia Skylar Hale To be honest, killing was easy for me. Showing no emotions and killing them, the enemies. Here i go again, killing for my father. Its my job as li fantasma or as in english, “The ghost,” but as Alexia Skylar Hale, im known to be work along side my father, in the company, of course.

The monstrous being unlocked the cell's door and placed the tray on the table. "Eat, drink." The being beckoned. Sally whinced in fear. "Oh don't give me that. You'll get over your fear soon. You should be grateful for you have become a permanent resident of the great Ancient Graveyard of Gladios, ruled by my master the majestic and wise Zilleh, a lich of unsurpassed power. Consider it a blessing. I am Hamid, a half-ghoul and chief grave digger of this graveyard." Hamid pulled a chair that was beisde the table. He pulled out a pipe out of his trousers' pocket and lit it with a lighter. The smoke was the same green mist that permeates the graveyard.

This is the first time she was caught off guard. Slowly, she stands up, breathing heavily as she feels a drip of liquid on her cheek. Her left arm felt numb and she knows it will be the end of her if her master and Rebecca can’t find them. Strange that this ghoul was even faster and they couldn’t smell it coming, they didn’t notice it lurking around them. “The smell of human blood excites me!” “Tch,” Blue scoffed. She knows any moment now, she’ll lose balance and lose her life. “You demons sure deserves death. Y-You—“

There was silence in the chamber. Finally, the Head Priestess moved, supporting Mira as they both stepped out of the pool. Mira was panting and shivering, and one of the priestesses draped a thick blanket over her. "Is it over?" Mira asked in a small broken voice. The Head Priestess nodded. "You're free, Princess." I found my voice at last. "What was that?" "A ghoul," she replied. "A dangerous spirit of the dead who was unsatisfied with her lot in life. She was trying to come back using Mira's body."

Suddenly, a ghoul jumped in front of them and roared. Cassandra couldn't help but gasp. Sharp teeth, long sharp claws about 6ft tall. A very hideous and scary creature that eats humans and vampires, werewolves, faeries, and witches' flesh. A ghoul, one of Ikrur's loyal animals. "I have to fight it. Stay back, hon. I will handle this," Sebastian said and pushed Cassandra behind him.

The sudden move seemed to catch the Ghoul by surprise for only a few seconds, then as Brandon scrambled across the ground and tried to roll up to his feet the Ghoul was bearing down on him. This was it. This was the breaking point. This was his miracle. Something he could fucking kill. Something he could kill...and eat! With a shudder of need and desperation Brandon glared at the towering Ghoul with its long gangly arms, nearly dragging across the earth, and toxic black saliva staining its gaping fang filled maw and wide boney nostrils. Its long ears swiveled forward in aggression and its thick lips pulled back on a cackling yelp that made Brandon want to spit in its face.

said Easy Street as he pulled the machete out of Curtis’s chest. Curtis lay unmoving. Jeannine couldn’t process what had happened. She was feeling nothing, thinking nothing. She was like a radio tuned to a station that played only static. “Shall we go?” asked the ghoul, pointing the ancient blade at Jeannine. “Your escort awaits, dig?” Dozens of Civil War ghouls materialized silently from shadows, pointing their weapons at Jeannine.

I watched as the words curled into ash, then tossed the burned note and the broken glasses into the trash can beside me. "Thanks for the blessing. Psychopath." I spoke softly. The bell above the front door rang. "Mark! We got a job!" My new apprentice shouted from outside. "They pulled an unidentified body out of the Hillsbalt River! It's been in the water so long that it's falling apart! The police want you to stitch it back together!" "Charge extra! Water damage costs double!" I shouted back. Grabbing my black makeup case, I pushed through the door and strode outside.

The student glanced up but saw nothing above. Gildeon did. Ghulik was up there, clinging to the ceiling like some grotesque insect. Thick strings of saliva dangled from his gaping maw. He’d doubled in size. Veins bulged beneath his pale gray skin, pulsing like trapped worms. His eyes glowed crimson, the pupils now gone. ‘Ghulik!’ Gildeon called out, telepathically. Nothing. The goblin didn’t flinch. Its gaze darted across the crowd below, scanning for the next victim.

] [Level: 1 (83 XP left to lv2)] [Race: Ghost] [Life points: ∞] [Mana points: 10] [Attack: N/A] [Defense: ∞] [Dextery: N/A] [Agility: N/A] [Inteligence: N/A] [Spiritual Force: 20] [Skills](^) - Possession (Lv 1) (No MP) (v) The user can possess a body, puppet, golem, or mecha if its ownerless or if the user has a stronger spiritual force than its owner. - Soul devour (Lv 1) (1 SF/s) (v) The user can 'swallow' a soul or a ghost to gain a permanent boost to his/her spiritual force. It's the only way to level up for ghosts - Weak mind blade (Lv 1) (2 SF) (v)