Ghostown Stories

'''Jack ends up waking up in a parallel universe, with several doubts in the head and strange scars.''' *P.S*: • my native language is not english. • this is my first Fanfic. •constructive criticism is welcome 🤗. • * the cover of my story it's not mine ( I got it from the internet LOL ) *

In the forgotten town of Crowhaven, the Ashcroft House stands as a haunting relic of a cursed past. Tom Mercer, a man burdened by his own demons, ventures into this decaying mansion seeking answers to its sinister mysteries. As he delves deeper into its shadows, he becomes ensnared by the malevolent presence lurking within. The cursed history of the Ashcroft family and the relentless darkness of the house itself threaten to consume him, leaving behind a chilling tale of horror, despair, and a town lost to time.

There is a variety of songs jpop kpop rock And roll etc I listen to a lot of music

Nobody dares to go near- let alone step foot in Ghostly Town...and I know why. Banished by my parents to rid the ghosts that haunt this cursed place. But ghosts aren't the only thing wrong here... Time appears to be frozen. Blood covers every surface. Voices mimic mine. Not a single Human in sight. What happened to them? Where did they all go?

The title is off to the right a little. 1876 a ghost town in Kansas was being abandoned by the folks for a good reason. 5 people stay however because they don't believe in ghost.

This story is basically a sequel of my first book ghostown. To relate to this story please read my previous story ghostown. Horror thriller story you will love it.???

Story revolves around a town allegedly becomes in a ghost town If you like it do vote me and follow me This story is purely original it is not derived from anywhere.

This is a ghost town fan fiction based off of their song Fan Girl

Travel Meet Cute Prompt: "PowerPoints and Purple Glass" When a corporate leadership retreat sends me to a tourist-trap ghost town in Arizona, I expect nothing but boring presentations and cheesy team-building exercises. Instead, I meet Chase, who shows me that sometimes the most authentic connections happen in the least authentic places.