Ghouls Stories

After the disappearance of Will Shane the caverns needed a new guardian hero. With no Shane in sight one slinger rose to action. He leaves no trail or evidence, simply showing up to do a job. The only thing people agree on being the horrifying way his slugs look.

Diana Green has lived all her life being below average, and spending it on her own is simple even when being trained as a soldier since she was thirteen. However, that simple life has been turned around when she is approached by Dean Acacia and his best friends Lori, Mary, and Chelsea. There is peace in her ordinary life in spite of the looming threat of the three main monster species dubbed the Three Generals. Diana's eternal plan has been to free herself from the confines of one of the four human strongholds and get as far away from the war. It will not be a simple task when eyes in the shadows are all on her. This brings in the mysterious member of the Five Elite, Crowley, a stranger who wants to make all her wishes come true. Why? If only the answers could be simple to give. Not in a world where the looming extinction of humanity is coming, young adults are being forced to fight for the stronghold of Artemia, and Diana has no idea who... or what she is. Can someone who holds her true potential back be that important? Join the adventures of Diana and her lively group of friends. She navigates through finding her identity, romance, and trying not to be a war hero. This is not only Diana's story but of those humans and monsters that are caught in the struggle for domination and the elimination or assimilation of humanity. __________________________________________________________ As of June 8th, 2025... I have officially made my own cover for Acacia. So, I can officially say all that work is mine!

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Ember, a ghoul condemned to a life of desolate isolation, had resigned herself to the chilling solitude that defined her existence. Her ethereal form wandered through the shadows, detached from the living world, her heart a cold ember yearning for warmth. Yet, fate had a different path in store for her. Summoned by the clergy, Ember reluctantly, her spectral figure passing through the sacred threshold that separated her from her kin. Amidst the congregation of ghouls, she discovered a community of kindred spirits who shared the same haunting existence. In the presence of the clergy and her fellow ghouls, Ember's icy heart thawed. She encountered empathy and understanding, the gentle touch of souls who, like her, had traversed the realms of darkness and despair. As days turned into nights, Ember's isolation dissipated like mist in the dawn. The bonds she forged with the other ghouls grew stronger, fueled by shared experiences, whispered confessions, and the solace of belonging. Ember's journey from isolation to unity became a testament to the redemptive power of companionship. In the embrace of the clergy and her fellow ghouls, she discovered that even in the darkest corners of existence, the light of understanding and acceptance could ignite the embers of hope. { BASED ON MY OC, EMBER } [ SLOW TO START OFF WITH ]

I pierced my ghostly pale skin with the needle, a slight throbbing pain followed on. A sly smirk dented its self onto my lips as I dragged the needle through from the other end, the aqua blue thread tickled the minute hairs on my neck as it made its way to the other side of my flesh, a small drop of blood ran down my neck as i did. I pulled my arm to the side enough so the thread had fully came through, and repeated the process again...again...again...and again. A few minutes later i had finished, and then the thought came into my head: ...Why stop there?

Y/N was born a one eyed ghoul, with your father being a ghoul and your mother being human. You were one of the lucky percent of born ghouls who lived. As life went on more things have started to happen in your life. School, relationships, even death. Now that you are 18 and starting college you scramble to find a job that will keep you from being found out by the doves. Not to mention finding a place to stay with the small amount of money you have.

Olivia James. That was her name. everyone new her as liv or livy but only one person new her as via. Dean Winchester. come along on her journey with Sam and Dean trying to find John. lets see where this goes.

Zoha, the only immortal left to carry out his race's fate. Awakened from his seal, Zoha must take the forbidden scroll back to the gods or the underworld takes over the universe he's been set to look after.

Damian shrugged sluggishly at Cassandra's question, he held her hand as they strolled through the deserted area with empty savaged shops and cars laying here and there. Keeping quiet -- and actually enjoying the sound of silence for once -- as they're getting closer to the main entrance, the metallic paint on the gate gave out a dim glimmering reflection from the early dawn sun. "I will keep you safe.". And then the little girl looked up to him with hope in her eyes and said "Promise?". Promise.

This book is just a bunch of stories. Each chapter is a different story. These mostly deal with Paranormal Sighting,stories and even stories based off of true events.

When a dove and ghoul fall in love

After the defeat of The evil painter, Lexi and Devin set off to attend a camp for supernaturals. Arriving, Lexi's goal is to learn how to harness and control her power to which others believe is dangerous left uncontrolled...sooner or later Lexi learns that her power is more special than she expected, which little does she know could be the life or death of her as well as the world she lives in.

Michael, a demon, becomes a god while learning his son, Mark, joined the Dark Brotherhood, one of the most world's demonic, gruesome assassins that want to invade the heavens, hell, and the entire universe. Can Michael somehow save the universe and everything from his son's grasps, or will everything be ruined? Read the first novel of the Binding Secrets journey by Rain6642.

ras eldrich a eldrich being been around before everything the most fear being no alive meant it it consider a myth or that least many hope it is

From Bram Stoker Award®-Nominated Author, Charles Day, A NEW LEGEND IS BORN! Spawned in the Old West from the discovery of a magical gold medallion,now in the hands of a vengeful Indian tribe known as "The Redeemer's." They've summoned a new curse, a terrible evil using a lowly bartender as their bait. However, they only have a piece of this magical gold. The other half is in the hands of sixteen-year-old, Kyle McGertt, who's just taken over responsibility of the medallion since the untimely death of his father, killed in a gunfight by a ruthless gang of marauders, The Dark Riders. Will he take what his Pa taught him to stop this latest curse? Or will the Ghoulish Bartender continue to grow his army of ghouls, destroying and killing innocent townsfolk in their path of destruction? ?

The Haunted Hallows Lie among the grave When the time is right They'll come to stage... A poem by Jasper Dew, 2015. Read if you dare... (COVER DESIGNED BY @bellabelle)

Set sometime in the 20th century, exists the gloomy city of Van Serpen, Ashin; a proud and bustling city that serves the transportation hub to the country's finest goods. Decorated with streets filled of historical hotels, specialty businesses, and endless alleyways to explore, Van Serpen is a city where anything can happen, including dreams? Yes, but so do demons. Follow the adventures of young heiress Fenneka Aurumore as the city depends on her for refuge.

She was a ghost and he was a ghoul. What could go wrong? {~} Short story! May be slow updates! Thanks for reading! :)

Had Miss Share taken to heart the words of the seer, she may not have succumbed to the opulent riches of the Ghouls. Miss Share didn't survive the encounter. But, tempting though the treasure was, Uncle Terrance was able to make it out alive. And since he had photographic memory and was able to draw the image later, the curse only partially applied, and he, and all of his descendants, gained abilities. Uncle Terrence, in this story, was your grandfather. ---- Terrence was oblivious to what was really going to happen when he copied "The Influence" and added it to his personal collection, but the two people watching him knew exactly what was going to transpire. And what they had to do about it. Each paused for a moment of deliberation, then left in opposite directions, returning to different masters. Terrence carefully draped plastic over the fake painting hanging it behind his desk. He brushed his hands on his jeans, admiring his recreation. The painting hung innocently, watching over his desk. Terrence sat down and got back to work, unknowingly reigniting a war. ---- Note: This used to be a collection of short stories but it isn't easy to submit that to a competition so I'm separating them out into individual books. Photo by Jaredd Craig on Unsplash (edited by me)