Grave Stories

"I'm dead, Olive." Cemeteries are one of the only places where the dead and living can interact and sixteen year old unwanted outcast Olive Everlyn finds this out, discovering the secrets of Black Oak Graveyard.

A baby? On a battlefield? Marcus is a clerk in the Imperial army. When he finds an abandoned baby on a battlefield, he has no idea what to do with her. His best friend is no help; he thinks Marcus is a sucker for taking the kid in. The slave who ends up babysitting the child is no better; she thinks Marcus has ulterior motives - bad ones. Not only that, but two mysterious female assassins appear on the scene. Whether they intend to harm the baby or protect her, Marcus isn't sure. It doesn't help that the assassins have magical cloaks that allow them to turn into birds at any time. Marcus and his friends soon find themselves caught up in things they doesn't understand: the child has some connection to an ancient prophecy, one that could have implications for fate of the Empire itself.

Love is blind, love is animalistic. Most importantly, love can help patch and heal old wounds.

This Is a story in Hinglish it's horror also fictional so I hope you will like it name-kabar

Teen jealousy gone wrong. Don't wish for something you cant take back you might regret it.

When Kakashi finds a thoroughly beaten kuniochi not far from Konoha, it turns out that she has two pasts with the hidden village - one fresh, raw and bitter with the bloody tears of others and another, far older one, long forgotten by the one who owns it. From her own mouth, she'll tell you she has nothing to repent for, but ask any villager of Konohagakure (and countless other villages), they'll tell you the exact opposite is true: that she's a hardened, twisted criminal who needs to pay for her crimes. Even for a genius, able to see multiple scenarios and angles, it's still not clear where the truth begins and ends... And Tsunade's suggestion to think of it in terms of: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend," hardly helps. How is he supposed to accept someone who represents everything that he's learned to hate? That he's spent his life both searching for and fighting against? KakaXOC

A family that owns a funeral home has a terrifying Halloween night that raises suspicions about their late parents' death and a mysterious bus accident that killed 13 college students.

He who is worthy She who is brave One who will surely be sent to their grave Beyond the lands of crystal and night The ancient medallions will cry to the fight Roses will prick The hand of true luck Finding the first in shadows of muck Beware the crow Released long ago Into the wild Find the lost child When four are found Sky Becomes ground Ocean will fall And wind will wisk through them all

Clara and Emily were sisters. One night a tragic thing happened and one of them was murdered. 11 months after the incident, the sister kept having dreams, more like nightmares, of her sister. The nightmares soon turned to reality.

Ming kit , married life.. Please don't cruse me.. I am still in tears..

In 1889, New England, Henry Bates lives a happy life. he has a wife, children, a modest home, But his feeble pawn shop business isnt enough to pay the bills. They'll take the house and they'll live on the streets if he doesn't think of something.....

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"Excuse me," Toshiro managed to say. She didn't respond, but her small, frail, body jolted. The ghost looked at him with her gray, tear-filled, eyes. "H... Hello," he stuttered out. "H-hello." What was the reasoning behind him approaching this girl that seemed to grieve so heavily? "You can see me?" Toshiro nodded. Was it his job? Then, why didn't he do his job Art used does not belong to me, unless stated otherwise.

Aislinn isn't quite the innocent one or the victim. She is the criminal. That is the reason why she is sent to the eccentric The Oakley School for Juvenile Delinquents. Mists and dark forests surrounding a mysterious castle-like structure - Yup, that's the new joint she's rocking, quite the reprieve from Ash's old, sleepy town. But every grandiose place doesn't mean queen-size living. Ash just might be meeting her destiny, the hard way. Because where death lurks, so does the grim reaper. And it might not always be on the wrong side. [Warning: Contains profanities and violence]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥.

INTERNATIONAL BEST SELLER * EDGAR WINNER OF THE MARY HIGGINS CLARK AWARD Be careful what you conjure... London, 1852. Genevieve Timmons has made her living posing as a spiritualist to swindle wealthy believers, until one misstep lands her in a jail cell awaiting the noose. Then a stranger, Mr. Lockhart, arrives to make her a peculiar offer. The lord he serves, Mr. Pemberton, has been grieving the mysterious death of his beautiful bride-to-be for six months. Although no foul play was ever uncovered, the young lord is convinced that she was murdered. If Genevieve can hold a séance to persuade him that his betrothed's spirit is at peace, Mr. Lockhart promises to have the charges against her dismissed and reward her with enough money to start a new life. But when Genevieve arrives at Somerset Park estate, she discovers that the handsome and aloof Mr. Pemberton is anything but the heartbroken lover she expected. Mr. Pemberton then approaches Genevieve with an offer of his own: together, they will stage a séance so convincing it will coax the killer out of the shadows. Attempting to play both sides until she can determine which plan holds the key to her freedom, Genevieve prepares to stage a haunting. But when ghoulish incidents begin to plague the manor, the dogged heroine realizes her tricks may not be required after all. Somerset and its residents are hiding many deadly secrets, and its ghosts could be all too real. Available as ebook/audiobook/paperback! https://a.co/d/8kO7Nef

Jocelyn is a 17 year old girl who has an abusive vampire boyfriend Nate. She is tired of the abusive, living the same day everyday in fear. Then she meets Landon, a zombie who wants to help Jocelyn before she ends up dead. Jocelyn doesn't want Landon's help but he won't let that stop it, especially when he knows that she could die. Crossing paths with the vampires is the last thing he wants, but he's falling for Jocelyn and will risk everything for her. Even if that means going against everything he's ever learned.

"Tum type kyu kr raho ho??bol nhi sakte kya?"She said in a mocking tone but the guy again smiled. To her surprise he nodded in agreement with her statement which made her feel bad. "Tum bol nhi sakte?"She whispered and he nodded his head at that. __________________________ "What are we Maahi?"He signed as he questioned her the thing he was having a doubt about. What were they? Maahi stared at him with a blank face,not understanding why he was asking this so suddenly. "Mein tumhare calls nhi utha raha tha toh tum yaha tak aa gayi bina waqt ki parwah kiye,what does this make us"He asked in sign language wanting an answer from her because his mind was blocked right now. "We are friends"She said slowly as if not sure what she was saying was correct. Kabir looked at her and then nodded his head at her words. She said it,they were friends,he doesn't needs to think otherwise now. _____________________________ "Maahi"Nargis Chachi said and I nodded my head at that. "Mashallah naam toh bht pyaara h"Mehek chachi said. "Sirf naam se kisi ke baare mein pata nhi chal jaata"Dadijaan said and I sighed. I know it is going to be difficult to convince her. "Woh bht acchi ladki h Dadijaan"I signed and she just stared at me and didn't say anything. "Ladki kya krti h??"Nargis Chachi asked when nobody said anything. "Apne parivaar ka karobaar sambhalti h"I signed and Dadijaan raised her eyebrows hearing that. "Kaam krne wali ladki h?"Dadijaan asked and I nodded my head at that. "Aur woh musalmaan nhi h,Hindu h"I signed and waited for the dam to brake now. Dadijaan had her hand to her mouth now as if this has surprised her beyond wits.All the ladies were shocked and so were the gents this time. _______________________________ Join Kabir and Maahi on their journey from being strangers to passionate lovers and eventually a married couple. Be with them to know their journey and the difficulties they faced during this.

In a forgotten cemetery where the living rarely wander, Goevich-its quiet, stubbornly observant caretaker-spends his days speaking with the dead. They are not monsters or miracles, just people who refused to stop talking after their burials. A soldier who hides his grief behind humor, a mother who returns to the grave of her child, ghosts who argue about politics and heaven as if it were another dull government office. Goevich listens, complains, philosophizes, and sometimes pretends he doesn't care-though he cares more than he'd ever admit. But the dead have a strange way of peeling a man open. They remind him of the regrets he buried, the faith he abandoned, the loneliness he wears like a uniform. And when a child ghost appears-bright, curious, too alive for death-Goevich is forced to ask himself whether he is tending graves... or whether he's just one more ghost waiting to be noticed. Blending dark humor, quiet heartbreak, and surreal conversations with the afterlife, Notes from the Cemetery is a bittersweet meditation on what it means to be alive, to be remembered, and to be painfully, beautifully human.G

Sunshine Griffith can see ghousts but her daughter Olivia can too. This is Olivias life. After a while Olivia gets too much put on her between ghousts and life. Will she make it through or do something she'll regret!?!?