Uang Gaib Nyata Novels & Stories

It was titled: "The Hidden World Among Us: Wolves, Bonds, and the Truth They Don’t Tell You." Gabby hesitated as her thumb hovered over the link. Then she clicked it. The page loaded slowly and the she started reading. 'There are beings in this world that walk among us, wolves and warewolves. Not the ones in the wild forests, but those who walk like humans, live like humans, yet they carry the blood of the wild. They are real and not a myth.” Gabby’s eyes widened. She remembered her brother telling her about the existence of wolves and warewolves. She kept reading.

"That thing didn't touch you anywhere, did it?" Irene weakly shakes her head no, still shaking in her current position. "What... what was that thing?" She asks. Kai sighs in relief and stands up, giving a hand for Irene to take. "That thing you saw was a ghost, its name is gandaruwa, or more commonly known as genderuwo since it has Eastern or Central Javanese origin, but since I'm more familiar with the Western Javanese term, I'll continue calling it a gandaruwa." He explains as Irene takes his hand.

His voice comes out in a hoarse croak. “You want to say you don’t recognize your grandmother?” Iya Agba replies with a look of irritation. She gives a soft sigh and slowly stands to her feet. “Don’t come any closer!” I scream, raising his palm to deter her and taking a few steps backwards. I look around at the thick bushes which surround us, wondering what the odds of Iya Agba really finding me here is. His mind goes to the stories of malicious spirits I’ve heard before, spirits who takes on the image of loved ones to attack people deep in the forests.

I asked, but obviously a tone of just going along with the conversation because the person she's talking to obviously don't believe in them is plastered over my voice. No one between those two person actually knows about this, but I'm just trying to convince myself that I am not seeing a ghost since last night that day. Ghost could be real, but could be not as well. It depends on the person, I guess. One of my friend who is so faithful to her religion once told me that if you believe on them, then they will announce you their presence. But if you don't, then they won't show up as well. I was trying so hard to convince myself that you are not a ghost and that my eyes are just tricking me for

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

Gabriel called me and said, "Alice, they found a sleeping thousand-year-old zombie in Mt. Ghost Maiden, the same place you visited before. Do you want to take a look?" I was still livestreaming when Gabriel's voice echoed from the receiver. Chaos immediately erupted in the live stream. I hastily ended the live stream and rushed to Mt. Ghost Maiden. There were countless other shamans around. Many senior shamans set up traps around the mountains, hoping to catch the zombie. I snuck into the mountains from the other side and ran into Gabriel. I narrowed my eyes and asked, "Are you going to tell on me again?" Gabriel nonchalantly leaned against a tree while chewing on a long blade of grass. "I d

She said, smiling sweetly. We all nod our heads, understanding, but Gua suddenly screeched like a banshee, making Leah's head dizzy. "Ahhhhhhh!!! Gwen is not here. Is she stuck in limbo? Is she lost? Eaten by monsters and couldn't make it here?" Gia rambled, looking purely horrified at the thought. "You should seriously stop watching television, Gia, and reading nonsensical novels from god knows where. However, I have someone here whom I want you all to meet." She said, smiling at us.

as I went, I saw the ghost girl instead of Gabriel. My life is already a mess, and you're just making it harder for me to breathe. I yelped at her. Please go away. Gabriel went through her and held my shoulders in his hands. You must be going through something, right? In other words, I have the same worry that you did before. I'm sure that yelling wasn't about me, either. What's up, little one? He asked. Yes, you're right, it's not about you, but would you believe me if I said I can see ghosts and that one is staring at me right now as if it had just seen the scariest ghost other than itself? Will you? I asked.

“That’s why it’s called the whispering forest. The realm of Eldoria is a land where magic and myth intertwine. Half of the things you see here are not real; they are only illusions meant to stop you from your quest.” “Jakub,” Gabriel’s voice called him again. He opened his eyes and then saw the clean clear image of his brother walking beside him. It did not seem like an illusion, and if he did not see his brother’s corpse or witness his autopsy about a year ago, he would have thought that Gabriel never died!

A scary dream. My sweat also stains. "Gab, are you okay?" I turned to the speaker. "Aunt?" I immediately hugged her in no time. "Gab, what happened to you?" it asked me. “V-Vampire,” was all I could say. “Oh, I see. You have a nightmare, right? ” I let go of her hug and nodded weakly. “Okay, let me tell you this — vampires are not real. They are just fiction. They're just made up by writers, okay? ” an explanation to me.