The Ghost Of Maiden's Peak Novels & Stories

"Where's Juliette? The maid said she came here just now." A slightly older voice, filled with concern, responded, "Is it really okay for us to find her directly? If my son finds out, he'll be furious." The woman's tone became frustrated. "This is not a time to worry about that, Aunt Gianna. If things keep going like this, the Lockwood family won't have any heirs." The words seemed to have an effect, as the footsteps came nearer. As I stood up, I felt a slight dizziness from squatting for too long.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

GABRIEL As I ventured through the beautiful mountain range of Hollow Peak, I experienced a sensation of great joy and serenity. The cool breeze swept through my hair, and the chirping of birds filled the air, making me feel like I was in a different world altogether. But what made this experience even more special was that I was not alone. By my side was my six-year-old daughter Maddie, and for the next few days, she was all mine. I had planned this trip for a long time, and I knew Maddie would be over the moon to spend time in such a beautiful place. But what she didn’t know was that I had a surprise in store for her, one that would make this trip even more unforgettable.

at exactly 11:59. As she said that, the dark figures disappeared and the spirits of victory whispered; "VICTORY TO THE LEGEND" and vanished. I stood up, took a deep breath, and recited in a very deep baritone voice I never knew I had; "Goddess, I summon you." She appeared and mumbled; "YOU WON MORTAL. THIS IS A MYSTERY THAT WILL LIVE FOR AGES." She stretched forth her hand and the coffin having Isabella's body appeared close to her and both vanished.

she stammered when fear poked into her conscience. The Grim Reapers nodded their heads altogether. Four of them dispersed into nowhere and only one was left with the couple. The Reaper pushed the gate gently, and surprisingly, the hill that one saw from the gate had disappeared. It seemed as if wallpapers were pasted on a door that no one knew was there. When the door opened, at a far distance, a garden came into view. Gentle zephyr came and brought about the fresh scent of flowers. Happy laughter and jingling sounds were audible to the ears as well.

I even threatened Matthew that if he did not send Shirley away right then, I would jump off a building. My craziness frightened everyone. They did not want a tragedy on Christmas Eve, so they convinced Matthew to have Shirley leave for a while. However, nobody expected that Shirley would faint from low blood sugar while walking in the neighborhood. With no one around to find her, she froze to death on that Christmas Eve night. It was a heartbreaking loss. After hearing the news, I was filled with remorse. However, Matthew, he changed for the better. He did not blame me and turned into the perfect husband.

Her voice is low and quiet. She’s Amanda, 49 years old and our one and only maid, she’s been working with us for 5 years already. “Shhh... just go to Elizabeth’s room. Make sure that she doesn’t come out.” I whisper and waited for her to leave completely. My hands are shaking. I touch the doorknob. I could hear a strange noise as I listen carefully. I swallow nervously. I was surprised when I opened it and saw them both naked. A blonde young woman was on top of him...

The coincidence was just too much to be true. He took another look at the name on the ID card; with his imaginative eyes he slowly turned the name Heaven backwards and it appeared as Nevaeh. He has been sleeping with a ghost he concluded. There was no need to call a prophet to reveal it, even the blind will see and understand this. He needs to drive this thought away, make the pain and fear disappear, he needs to get drunk; so he ran away from the morgue and went to a beer parlour.

He roared in fury, "What the hell are you talking about? What rental apartment? Are you messing with me? Do you have a death wish?" The person on the other end seemed unfazed as if already accustomed to such reactions. Ignoring the man’s agitation, they spoke in a solemn tone, "Mr. Hart, please remain calm. This is the city police department. We received a report about a foul odor coming from a rental unit and discovered the body of a young woman who had been deceased for three days. "The deceased has been identified as your wife, Winnie. Her daughter, Nina, is currently missing. If you have any information, please inform us immediately."

"𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗨𝗦𝗧, 𝗥𝗢𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗠𝗔𝗛. 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗧." The figure lunged toward the belfry stairs, her watery form slipping through the cracks in the stone with terrifying speed. "She’s coming for the source!" Elias yelled, swinging his staff to intercept. Maya stood her ground. She didn't have a rifle. She didn't have a staff. She only had her children and the story her mother had left behind. As the Liquid Heiress erupted onto the belfry floor, Maya didn't flinch. She stepped forward, placing the twins on the stone floor between her and the ghost.