The Ghost And Molly Mcgee Fanfiction Novels & Stories

" Two guards in black immediately moved in, ignoring Nellie's struggle as they dragged her toward the exit. Around them, guests lifted their phones, snapping pictures and laughing under their breath. Voices overlapped, mocking how pathetic the Scott siblings were, laughing that people like them might as well be dead. What they didn't know was that I was already dead. And Nellie was suffering from the same illness I had. She didn't have much time left either.

Elowen screamed, then looked around wildly, her voice trembling as she muttered, "Ms. Ghost, if you’re still safe, respond to me…" She waited and waited, but the familiar cold presence never returned. Her heart felt as if it had plunged straight into an abyss. Her body went limp, sliding down until she collapsed onto the floor. Lucien saw her reaction and immediately knew that the ghost had truly disappeared. He burst into loud laughter, cold and hollow, like a wraith crawling up from hell. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "See that? Your lover was sent to hell by your own hands. This is all because of you."

Gulp! Molly swallowed. Though they promised to protect her, Molly would already be scared just by thinking of the possible decorations in the haunted house, even when she knew it was fake. But still, she was really afraid and unable to overcome her fear. Molly's job as a doctor required her to deal with deaths. She had even stood in front of a body. Nonetheless, she felt that none of those experiences were close to those things in a haunted house. The haunted house had no lights and was pitch black to create a chilling environment. Then, something will pop out from the dark all of a sudden. The thought of it alone was enough to give Molly goosebumps.

I squatted to her level, smiling, “hi Avery, I’m Molly but he calls me pigeon.” She laughed, “why?” “He said it’s because I act freely like a bird.” “I like that,” she smiled, then she shocked me with her next question, “are you his girlfriend?”

Sophia's POV "Mommy! Look!" Molly spun around, her dress fluttering. "Do you think Daddy will love my new dress as much as I do?" Her eyes sparkled, her curls cascading over her shoulders as she smiled at me like an angel. "Molly, my sweet girl." I smiled and walked toward her, slowly reaching out my hand. But the moment I touched her arm, she turned into a cloud of mist and vanished before my eyes. "Molly, don't go!" I screamed, jerking awake, my heart racing as I reached into the emptiness around me, desperate to hold onto her.

Not the sound of her voice, not her foot steps on the concrete path and not the chasen growling behind her; a chasen that was growling so hard it had veins popping out on the side of its head. The path came to an end and seeing it Molly tried to stop but she couldn't stop herself in time. She slid over the end but held onto the edge. She was about to start climbing herself up when just then the chasen reached and placed its hand over her face and began to suck her soul out. Molly screamed on for her life but again her voice wasn't coming out. She tried to get the chasen's hand off but it was as though it was glued to her face.

Holly (grinning): “Stop looking like someone died. I’m literally right here.” Malik (voice cracking): “They put up missing posters.” Holly rolls her eyes so hard the ghosts laugh. Holly: “Tell them I ran away to join the circus. Or that I’m Elvis’s secret love child. Anything but the truth. Mortals can’t handle the truth.” She drags us to the bar, pours ghost-root beer that tastes real, and makes us dance until 3 a.m.

I say laughing in disbelief still. “Oh no..what was the deal?” Millie asks emphatically. “She offered me up Ghost’s location for twenty grand.” I say emotionless. Her eyes grow wide. “Oh god, X.” She says with furrowed eyebrows and shaking her head slowly in disbelief that a mother would do that. “I didn’t and don’t give a fuck about where Ghost is, I’m the one that fucked up in the equation. Yeah, he’s a piece of shit, betraying asshole, but so am I.” I say honestly.

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

She was holding Tigger as she ran towards Nicole with great enthusiasm. Nicole was stunned and smiled in response. She then whispered to Maverick, “She’s Molly Stewart.” Maverick frowned. By then, Molly had already run to them and was just about to hug Nicole when she noticed Maverick, who was standing in arm’s reach. She was stupefied for a moment before she shouted in shock, “Holy sh*t! The Great God!” Without another word, Molly chucked Tigger aside and hugged Maverick, which made Maverick’s face turn white from shock.