Bathroom Ghost

I leaned on the kitchen cabinet and brainstormed what can really scare a guy that I am not sure what he is. I opened the drawer and pulled out a knife. “You want to use that to kill me” he was sitting on the dining table “No, to scare you” I walked closer and went behind him, you know what the annoying part was that the guy didn't shudder. Not even when I pressed the knife on his neck. “Go on, slit my throat” Winter Cameron was sold by her father to save her mother who died anyways. To the devil himself Xavier Hades. Winter was a carefree, queen bee who loves everyone that ever set foot on the planet earth. she just can't bring herself to hate anyone. She is smart, beautiful popular and the heartthrob of anyone and everyone that went to Ridgewood highschool.WHILE Her suitor and soon to be king of the dark world was a billionaire while waiting for his bride to become of age so he can finally take what's his but he has to do some despicable things to her that makes her hate him instead. BUT HE CAN'T TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER. "My house, my rules" "Xavier you don't get it do you" Since he wasn't too focused on my body, his head was way too far up his asshole to see, I stepped out of the shower, still naked of course and ended up right in front of him "I don't want to be in your house" I poked his chest then walked out of the bathroom it wasn't long before I felt him pull me back.

“Oh do not cover up on my account. Not like there’s anything here I’ve not seen before.” “Keep your voice down idiot! I do not want people knowing that I fucked the most arrogant guy in this school.” I hissed but the bastard just shrugged and kept eating his chips. “Or that we are mates - it will be interesting to see how hiding THAT will work.” “I don’t care…” “Especially since every single time I see you, there’s this undeniable urge to…hold you…touch you- and do things to you that are beyond your wildest imagination.” I swallowed. Hard. Because damnit, I felt the same way too. Rules be damned. ----- When seventeen-year-old Aria Chen’s world crumbles in a single morning—divorce papers, cheating boyfriends, and a supernatural storm that tears through her high school bathroom—she discovers that some breakdowns are actually breakthroughs. Whisked away to Aethermoor Academy, a hidden school for those with elemental gifts, Aria thinks she’s finally found where she belongs. But one drugged drink and a passionate night with a brooding werewolf later, she’s thrust into a world of magical politics, dangerous enemies, and three supernatural guardians who may be more than she bargained for. Between mastering her storm magic and navigating the treacherous social hierarchies of magical society, Aria must learn to trust her power—and her heart—before her past catches up with her and her newfound family tears itself apart. Some storms destroy everything in their path. Others clear the way for something beautiful to grow.

To take care of my paralyzed mother-in-law, I quit my job and spent three years as a full-time househusband. That day, after cleaning up her waste, I hid in the bathroom with a cigarette between my fingers and came across a post on my wife’s boss’ Instagram. [You’re meant to be with me in the end. Since that freeloader can’t give you happiness, let me take you to the paradise of Maldev.] Above the caption were two plane tickets. Someone commented below. [That homemaker husband of hers is definitely clinging onto her. After all, she’s his meal ticket.] The boss replied. [Don’t worry. Tonight she’ll go home and come clean. She’ll say the company was caught falsifying accounts and is facing massive fines, and that she might need to serve jail time. [To keep that guy from getting dragged into it, the only option is divorce. He’s as timid as a mouse and will take any chance to flee.] I stared at the screen, stunned, until the cigarette burned my fingers. Ten minutes later, my wife rushed home, panic written all over her face. She dropped her bag on the floor. “Honey, something’s gone wrong with the company’s finances. They’re accusing us of falsifying accounts. I was solely responsible for the accounts. I might need to serve 10 years in prison, plus fines of more than ten thousand dollars. “We need to sign the papers before they seize our house. I don’t want to drag you and mom into this.”

He was supposed to be a stranger. A bruised, scarred, filthy-mouthed stranger who pinned me against a bathroom wall and made me forget the boy who broke my heart 20 minutes earlier. I walked away first without his name or number, and I didn't look back. Then I found out my mom was engaged. To his dad. Rhys Maddox. Number seventeen. 6'3" of tattoos, bruised knuckles, and the kind of jaw that makes good girls do stupid things. The most dangerous player to ever step on our ice. My one-night stand. My new stepbrother. He doesn't follow rules - he breaks them. On the ice. In my bed. Against every surface in our parents' house while they eat twenty feet away. He calls me "sis" just to watch me squirm. He watches me like he already owns me. And the worst part? He does. Publicly, we're fake dating - a deal to keep my ex-bestfriend away. Privately, we're a stepbrother and stepsister who can't keep our clothes on the second we're alone. It's our biggest secret. Now the boy who I once considered my best friend suddenly wants me back. And the stepbrother who wasn't supposed to mean anything won't let me go. One wants to protect me. One wants to destroy me. And I can't tell which is which anymore. --- For readers 18+ who like their men possessive, their romances FORBIDDEN, and their chapters dripping with filthy, unapologetic spice.

It was him. The man I had just been accused of murdering in cold blood. The man whom I've been forced to consume poison because of. Or, had I seen a ghost? Why was my supposedly dead husband standing in the midst of those people, smirking in accomplishment. As the venom of the poison spread through my body and like I was going to rip apart because of the pain, I gave in to the paralysis that rushed me and then closed my eyes shut, tears finding their way out of my closed eyes regardless. “P…please, G… God,” I mumbled with the final breath in me. ~~~ And, suddenly, my eyes were opened, and I was standing in front of him. And he was smiling widely at me, asking what I thought of the wedding dress. But, this was weird because this was from three years ago. Then, my eyes dropped on the calendar. Was I hallucinating? I… I have been reborn?!

Divorced. Betrayed. Lonely. Desperate. When Josette signs a marriage contract with Zade, a ruthless billionaire feared for destroying everything in his path— she thinks she found her escape. But Zade doesn’t just want a wife. He wants her. A craving that turns into obsession. A desire that makes him break his own rules. Only Josette isn’t who she thinks she is to him. She is a mirror of the woman he once loved and lost— Selena Vortessa, her doppelganger. The ghost that never stopped haunting him. When Selena returns from the shadows, secrets ignite. Truths unravel. And the line between love and vengeance blurs, until neither of them can tell if they’re saving each other… or destroying what’s left. Zade rules by control. Josette was meant to be his pawn. But in the game of lust and lies, even the ruthless falls.

On a rainy night, Emma was raped by depraved men. To escape, she ran into the "Ghost Forest", a place known as the hiding place of the devil. Emma thought she had died at the hands of brutal men, but in the end, she was saved by the Wolf King. Returning home, Emma and her boyfriend Philip eagerly prepared the best things for their wedding. But unfortunately, during the celebration party, she was possessed by a strange man. Emma painfully broke off the engagement and fled to another city. But the demonic man still clings to her, gradually using his power and cruelty to bind Emma, ​​not giving her a chance to escape. What's more terrible, on his neck he also wears a jade necklace, just like the Wolf Queen who saved her life last time. The horrifying secrets of his identity are gradually being investigated by Emma. But she didn't know that she and he had a contract binding fate, not to be able to escape...

"Sign it. You’re a distraction I can no longer afford." For three years, Seraphina Vance was the perfect "ghost wife" to Xander Thorne. She endured his coldness, his mother’s abuse, and the city’s mockery—all for a man who didn't even remember their anniversary. When Xander tosses divorce papers at her to marry a "suitable" socialite, Seraphina doesn't beg. She signs. But as she walks out of the Thorne Mansion, she leaves the "orphan girl" persona behind. One day later, Xander’s empire begins to crumble. The only person who can save him is the newly revealed CEO of the Vance Global Empire—the woman he just threw away. Xander thought he was the King of Aurelia City, but he’s about to find out he was only reigning because his wife allowed it. Now, he’s on his knees, but Seraphina is no longer listening.

By day, Isabella is a ghost—a hardworking cleaner scrubbing the floors of the elite, desperate to fund her mother’s life-saving medical treatments. By night, she is the "Little Secret" of the city’s most exclusive escort ring. She’s numb to the touch, tired of the game, and ready for it all to end. ​Until she steps into the back of a black Rolls Royce. ​Her client is Alexander Sterling—a man whose name is synonymous with power and whose family owns half the skyline she cleans by day. Isabella expected a cold transaction; she expected to be used and discarded. But in the dim light of a luxury penthouse, Alexander is different. He isn't just a client; he's a storm of gentleness and unexpected intimacy. ​In a moment of raw, unprotected passion, the lines between business and pleasure blur. But Alexander doesn't know the girl in his bed is the same one who empties his office trash can—and Isabella doesn't know that some secrets are impossible to keep.

What would you do if the TV celebrity you despise is the only one who can help you? Fran Garner finds herself living in a haunted house, but among all the weird things around, there's something darker and more dangerous lurking. To her dismay, the only one who can deal with it is the king of TV ghost hunters, Brandon Price. Not only is he the last person she would like to turn to for help: they're also black-and-white opposites about pretty much everything. But teaming up will bring them much closer than they ever expected, and now it'll be up to them if they follow their hearts or turn their backs to the unyielding feeling that binds them together. A story about bonds that transcend realms, about love and light even in the darkest places, and the struggle to overcome an inner darkness that can be scarier than actual demons. "A mix of romance, humour, special friendships and the supernatural, with uncommon spins like no other."