The Nightmare Before Christmas Ghost Novels & Stories

When nothing came out, I stared at him for a moment before I backed up and almost tripped over the box again. Looking back at him, I didn’t say a word either, just nodded in understanding as I watched him move back into the shadows and disappear. It was strange, because the first time I saw a ghost, I had thought that I would have died of sheer fright, but honestly it wasn’t all that bad. Matter of fact, it comforted me in a strange way, knowing that he was always looking after the house and the kids.

Just like she instructed he stood up, dressed up and dressed her up too carefully watching her sleep. After an hour she woke up and they stood up to go but a dark figure appeared before them. "GREETINGS GREAT ONE" the voice uttered. "Ghost of terror" both muttered at the same time.

-------------- I'm gonna be strong no matter what I am facing right now, the future is bright and I know it. -Naomi. ------------- The ghost's fingers on Dolores's neck tightened and loosened rapidly, "So interesting, your so brave, little girl hehe.." Dolores's sucked in a deep breath-stopping her shivering for a while and replied, "People are afraid of the unknown, but I know you're a ghost, I don't need to be afraid anymore.."

He opened and turned pages and finally stopped at a specific page. "Is this what it looked like?" He asked, pointing at a ghostly image on the book page. "Yes. They can't be eliminated, two guards are already dead and their faces were blue.. icy blue. Samuel is attempting to hold them off but I doubt he can," "They are cathas, spirits of the forgotten. They were offended. Someone must have done something to wake them, cathas don't appear unless their resting place was disturbed by someone, and the person is usually from the place they appeared. '' Said Robert.

“I’m sorry, Liam. I don’t know how to sense them because I’ve never seen a ghoul before.” “Damn it,” Liam mutters under his breath, tightening his grip on my shoulder. “We need to get out of here. Fast.” Before I can even process what Liam is saying, the ghouls appear out of nowhere. Their ghostly figures seem to appear and disappear almost like a mirage, and their shrieking fills the air. Fear takes over me, especially when I hear a voice inside of my head say, ‘Purple-eyed wolf. I want to feast on your blood and take your powers!’

“Your boy. He down the corridor a-ways. He don’t look so hot, if you ask me. But then again, being dead is like that. Bad for the skin.” “Oh, for fuck’s sake. Another dead bastard,” said the Golem. “You tell Papa Nightmare we already took care of some of his undead boys. We’re ready for round two whenever he wants.” “I’ll be sure to tell him,” said Easy Street. “But you might want to be careful with the big guns, boy. Papa Nightmare has a guest with him on board and she won’t react well to bullets.” Easy Street saluted the men with his machete, then faded into nothing, a faint wisp of black smoke curling up from where the ghost had stood.

I pushed it open silently and entered. It was everything I had expected. The exact opposite of my room. The themes here were black and grey. Black furniture, grey walls, grey and white beddings. The air conditioning was off, but it was so damn cold in here, the air so tight I could hardly breathe. Or it was just the fact that I knew my presence here was wrong. It was much bigger than my room, obviously. And I liked it. I was someone who suffered from nightmares, but paradoxically, the darkness here, was calming.

Melissa commented, "You guys, stop making things up. Mr. Golding was just being kind by keeping a lonely soul like me company for Christmas!" Just then, a drunken Yves embraced me from behind, his wandering hands becoming restless. I reached out and turned the light on. The love bites on his neck were glaringly red and prominent. I held my phone to his face and coldly asked, "Is this what you meant by having things to do?" A flicker of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by impatience. "You're even jealous over this? It's just a superior being empathetic toward a subordinate," he said.

I hated it. "Do you think that we could get the humans a spell before they leave the blood bank?" I asked as we ate. "Why?" Sammy asked. "My family made a spell a few months ago that saves humans from the Nightmare. If the humans in the blood bank have been here long enough, they may not have a natural immunity to the Nightmare and they could be at risk if they leave the building." I explained. "No shit?" Paul asked and my family all nodded in agreement. "You really found a way to save them?" Stone clarified.

Zach asked cautiously seeing the glazed look in her eyes. Maisie chuckles to herself as she smiles at him. " why wouldn't I be, Zach. " Zach relaxed a little only for her next words to raise his shoulders. " after all I am insane, imagining I am seeing a ghost " Maisie laughs. " oh, this is juicy, I can't wait to wake up and tell Betty all about it. " " Er... Miss. " Zach started. " I am going to bed, goodnight ghost Zach, when I wake up I am sure that everything will be fine. " with that she smiled at Zach then skipped to her bed and closed her eyes.