Tophat Ghost Novels & Stories

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

Cosmo asked. "Who are you?! Come out now before I make you come out myself!" I shouted and raised my shaking hands. I could feel my hair extending and descending to the floor in its haze form. "Don't let me repeat myself, come out," I commanded harshly. A tub of lard ghosts stepped out of Gomez, and he sniggered. An evil one. "Wow, she's commanding," he taunted. Another one, only thinner, came out of Twyla.

I sighed and prepared to microwave a box of macaroni and cheese. But when I turned around, I spotted a note pressed under something on the table. It was in Nathaniel’s familiar handwriting, though this time, his note held a hint of cold anger. [Wasteful.] I was stunned for a moment before I burst out laughing. This ghost was not just a good cook, but he was also thrifty and responsible. I liked that. I immediately picked up a pen and wrote back. [My bad, Nat. It’s just a joke. Let’s just stick to homemade food from now on. I won’t bring up that extravagant nonsense again, okay?]

Ghost has already put a price on his head, and he knows that the underworld won’t sleep until he is caught. His boss also said that Ghost has already marked his location, so will he even be able to leave this place alive? What was he supposed to do? Die together with Damian? “Marcus, what are you thinking about? Can you say something?” “Mark, have you ever heard of someone called Ghost?” “Ghost?” Mark frowned after hearing the name. He searched through his mind before he nodded, “Yes, isn’t he the legendary underworld boss who turned the whole underworld upside down? I also heard that no one has really seen him, and he always wears a scary mask whenever he is going to meet people.”

The girl better fall into his grip or he might just send everyone here to hell, Viper included. “I think you got a stalker, Ghost. He wouldn't stop looking at you," Scar whispered in his ears, gesturing in a direction. Subtly, Ghost glanced in that direction. There was indeed a stalker. A man, dressed in a three-piece suit at a lingerie party. Speaking of being overdressed! "Pretty boy didn't get the memo that this was a lingerie party in a nightclub," Ghost mused, finding it a bit funny. Then his smile vanished, as he wondered who the man was.

The ghost wore white trousers, a white face cap, and a white long sleeve. The ghost had its hands in his pocket, and he was staring deeply into my eyes, with a lovely gaze. 'Could this place be a ghost hospital?' Because that could explain the reason why my family members aren't here.

"What? It should be there. There should be. Maybe you guys didn't see it!" “Hmm, but we didn't see anything, dude. We even took the mop you should have taken.” “If we don't see it, then what exactly are you seeing, Hav?” Gulp. Havi swallowed hard. He didn't want those words to come out of his own mouth, but, “Could it be… a ghost?” Havi asked seriously. "Hah! Nonsense. This early in the morning?!” “Then what was that that I saw? It's definitely not a human with that sinister appearance!”

She heard him barking out, "Who my pet ghost is doesn't matter. Anyways, why should you care about something so trivial when you're about to die, huh? Ms. Tudor?" A shadow flickered in front of Bathory, catching her by surprise and off guard. Her eyes enhanced to the second-highest level by the system couldn't react to the man's actions. Before she knew it, he was already by his side, swiftly reaching out to her neck! "What?" Automatically she stepped back and teleported away.

Adam lamented. “I’m just wondering if maybe we should get him inside and bolt the door. This might not be the safest place for him after all. She’s getting a might closer and some of those zombie spirits look like they’re coming back to life in a not too friendly way.” He studied the spirits who were once so animated but were now acting dazed and confused. A few of them were losing that dazed look. It was being replaced by one of intelligence and… Anger? Hate? He couldn’t tell.

I slowly brought my head up seeing a black cloak with the Ankh symbol on it, Professor Zaro, I gave a grin in my eyebrows colliding together trying to stay positive. “Looking for something.” He said holding out an old-white construction paper folded in his hand holding it out for me. I nodded hesitantly to get the paper but grabbed mumbling an apology sprinted back up to the top, roughly closed the door frightened on what just happened. That is why they call him scary, he gives a back shivering aroma of death. “Lavender are you ok, you look like you just saw a ghost.” “Oh how rude.” A high pitch Dutch like voice said as the same ghost popped its head out of the wall strutting away with poise