Supernatural The Real Ghostbusters Novels & Stories

His eyes were bright with excitement. This wasn't the broken man I'd left. This was Blake in his element. Political theater. Playing on people's fears for personal gain. "For years, certain individuals with... unnatural abilities have hidden in our communities. They look like us. They live among us. But they are not us." My blood went cold. He was really doing it. Exposing the supernatural world. "These creatures have superhuman strength. They can change their appearance. They hunt in packs like wild animals. And they have been responsible for numerous disappearances and deaths across the country."

"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 began backing up a little out of worry. What was happening? "Supernaturals are real and they've existed even before humans came on this earth." No, impossible. This couldn't be. "H-hey, are you okay?" I tried getting through him. Trying to reassure me that this wasn't what I thought it was. It was only when he slowly turned around to face me that I got the biggest heart-stopping moment of my life.

Zach said with a narrowed gaze which at Maisie chuckles went narrower till it looked like he was squirting. " Believe whatever you want Casper, come on let's go to work. " Maisie said as she rinsed her cup and took her bag. " I am not a child fiction character. We have nothing in common so that name is unwarranted. " Zach complains. " He is a ghost, you are a ghost, that seems like a common ground to me. " Maisie said and that made Zach launch into a speech about real ghosts and fictional ghosts. **** Two weeks later and Maisie was sure she had never been more indebted or grateful to anyone as she is to Zach. That ghost had saved her life countless times. Things that appear that normally wo

Alfi said. “Anything for you, my lord. But, can you give me a little help?” The tied ghost who is unable to stand up said. “No problem.” Alfi grabs the shroud on its head and sends him flying. It lands standing safe and sound. “Thank you.” It looks pale. “Tell me. Where are we?” Alfi asked. “We are in the Supernatural realm.” The Ogre said. “The supernatural palace of Ki Bromo to be exact.” The tied ghost added. “The supernatural palace?” Alfi raises his eyebrow.

"STTD TEAM; full meaning of acronym is 'SPEAK TO THE DEAD TEAM'. They are known for solving cases with their supernatural abilities and the ability of them to communicate with the dead. They have solved a lot of cases under full confidentiality." William hearing of such team almost made him burst out laughing, but he controlled himself. "Do you believe in all those supernatural nonsense?" "You think them to be nonsense?" She was not slightly surprised. "Aren't they? Ghosts talking to you to help them find their corpse... or them leading you to clues concerning their dead cases... where do people get such absurd ideas from?" "Sometimes when all logical senses cease to work, we should turn to

Chloe was really dead? No. Impossible. Wasn't this just one of Selena's tricks? How could Chloe be dead? "What... What are you talking about? Chloe can't be dead. You're joking, right? This isn't funny. Tell me this isn't real." Richard grabbed Nick by the collar. His eyes were bloodshot. His voice was almost begging. He needed it to be fake. But reality hit him straight in the face. Everyone around him looked at him with pity. Some even turned away to wipe their tears.

Tristan follows behind me and takes a seat when I gesture for them too. “What’s going on, Rowan?” Mikhail asks. My lips twist into a grimace as I consider what to say. “I’m glad that you’re all here.” I wave a hand in Tristan’s direction. “All of you know Tristan already.” Tristan nods his head in acknowledgment. “Tristan is not just my brother, but he’s also the master of the Halo that I work for. Over the past couple of months, several Supernatural students have gone missing from our school. We recently found out that they were murdered, and parts of their bodies were used to construct some kind of Frankenstein monster. It’s pretty gruesome and puzzling at once. Due to the severity of the

I raised my hands in an attempt to disengage, but CK continued, oblivious to my desire. “You’re the direct descendant from a clan of great ghostbusters.” I remained aloof. “Ghostbuster is a superficial term,” I protested. “We are communicators with the spirits. A bridge between the two worlds. We do not ’bust’ anything or anyone.” “Your reputation precedes you – you have solved many supernatural mysteries, no?” “Those are tales. I fall short of the glowing testimonials you heard from the grapevine.” “I remember that you were voted one of the top ten most eligible bachelors of Singapore. 1.8m tall, 32 years old, and a brilliant academic at a top university.”

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.