Ao3 Ghost Novels & Stories

Riley placed her palms on that ghost's chest to push him away but the ghost won't even budge. "P...please ghost." She stammered. "Shhhh..." The ghost hushed her and she froze. Her heart was beating so fast that she was sure it would come out of her ribcage. The ghost was strong. So strong. She could feel his hot breath on her forehead. Her breath hitched when she felt the stubble of the ghost on her cheek. OH, GOD! Ghost was a male spirit! Her fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly in a fist as she felt the warm lips of the ghost on her cheek.

The Ghost stood at the far end of the room, gun smoking. "Ayesha!" Adrian shouted, but she waved him off. She wasn’t done. With one last burst of strength, she raised her weapon— And fired. The Ghost stumbled back, clutching his side, eyes wide with shock. For the first time, he looked afraid. "You—" he gasped. Ayesha stepped forward, her voice cold and unwavering. "You lost." With that, she pulled the trigger one last time. The Ghost collapsed. The fight was over.

She lightly out the glance on him and had to stop. That man was Gael. Gael Greyson. The person who died three months ago. She paused and looked at him rather confused. "You can see me right?" He took a step towards her making San took a step back. "I thought so." He walked towards her and lifted his hand as tried to touch her face but his passed through her. San suddenly felt scared. "But I can not touch you." He nodded. "G...Gh...Ghosttttt" San suddenly shouted as she ran towards her apartment. It was a ghost. It was definitely a ghost.

I lied about my age and ended up in a secret online relationship with one of the biggest names in esports. He was nothing like his public persona. In public, he was cold and aloof. Online, though, he flirted with me nonstop. When he got worked up, he even said he'd be my good boy. Then my nineteenth birthday came and went, and my wolf still hadn't awakened. Most werewolves shifted for the first time at sixteen. Even late bloomers awakened by eighteen. I couldn’t let Adrian find out I was defective, with no wolf at all. So I broke up with him and blocked him everywhere. Months later, while staying with my best friend Chloe, I heard her older brother speak outside the bedroom. I had heard that

, is not like I can cross all the ghosts over before Mr black gets to them One thing for sure once ghost touches human blood they can't cross over which allows Mr black to suck up all their energy Which makes them turn into dust "Hey, what are you thinking about?" Blondie said walking in on me I clean my tears "what are you doing in here?" "It's the girls bathroom dumb, also wanted to check on you, are you okay?" "I thought you didn't care, you shoved me not too long ago" She sighs "I know and I'm sorry, just this whole thing is crazy and I'm not gonna lie it's messing with my mind, but don't worry about that, I am right here for you, and I am not going anywhere"

Looking at the scene, the ghost was reminded of her time with her master, yes, she was a maid of the Laurent family called Gwen who fell in love with her master Andrew Laurent. Ghost Gwen, as a soul couldn't shed tears, seeing how lucky the girl in front of her was, she was alive and had a man that would protect her unconditionally. Suddenly, Marcel shot some sorcery energy towards the ghost standing above the bed, causing the ghost to dodge and return near the door. Marcel glanced coldly towards the ghost while gently moving to not wake up Sadie. Marcel's eyes were full of disgust sensing the vast portion of souls devoured by Gwen's ghost's soul.

He turns his eyes on Ghost, sitting there, pulling his role as my partner. I don't know why he assumes that Ghost is my husband, but some married couples have this fetish. Fucking sickos. "Oh, him?" I giggle and wave my hand. "He's not my husband but my boy toy, aren't you, darling?" "Yes, love." Ghost replies. "Then you don't mind if I have a little fun with this gentleman here." "Don't mind me at all. Go have fun," Ghost returns to the auction and smirks. An eyebrow twitch, and I plaster a full-on grin.

Once opened, it regained its shape and waited for its partner to step onto the edge. The sounds were getting closer, they seemed to be more than three and they broke the tiles of the old floor as they passed. Alisha crossed her legs through the window until she reached the small wall that jutted out of the window and looked down. He swallowed dry and looking at his partner jumped. He didn't know how many muscles crunched but his front legs were unsteady when he got up after jumping. She waited for Cristian to join her. That did not happen. Drops of a dark, viscous liquid fell from the room and drifted down his nose. The scent of her companion's blood exalted her. His back bristled and he was

Rebecca "Yes even though we couldn't catch any footage of it, there where some blur is seen in some cameras even though it was not clear it passing through the walls suddenly appearing and disappearing from one place to another, we think it was a ghost type and a very powerful one" Giovanni "A Ghost-type, Hmm come here and get on your knees and relive my stress" Rebecca didn't question and went towards Giovanni and went on her knees and unzipped his pants to do her work, she knew Giovanni was pissed and wouldn't be good for her if she refused or didn't do it properly.

She reached out, trying to touch the fleeting glow, but her fingers grasped at nothing. "Nathan, if there's a next life, I won't betray you again…" The light of the sunset slowly faded, and the cell was swallowed by darkness once more. Through the haze, a voice seemed to whisper. "If there's a next life, I don't want to meet you again. Goodbye, Helena…"