Cod Ghost Characters Names Novels & Stories

"Do not read it"!! He yelled at them, she told me not to let you read whatever is written in the book. "Who believes someone that looks close to being a ghost" Dani retorts back at him. He was trying his best to talk them out of reading whatever was written in the book, but they were all adamant, they were going to read it anyways. "I'm not going to be a part of this" he said and left angrily.. A psycho thriller novel, mystery e.t.c

Time waits for no one, What if it does for love? The eternal bonds of love, Never untie the souls that bind. It continues... Is there anything more thrilling than a soulless ghost falling in love with a human? Will the human be cordial enough to get haunted by a ghost in trading her mortal life? Mrtyu, a young girl and her friends travelled to a secluded town to project on historic gothic villas, which were later transmogrified into a horror theme park called De Morte Villas, named after a ghost. Along with enjoyment, the thrills at the theme park went horribly awry in the De Morte Villas, where they unintentionally awakened numerous buried mysteries and evils. Hexa De Morte is trapped in his villas, waiting for half a century. Did Mrtyu awaken any sleeping ghosts with their secrets? Why is Hexa waiting for? Let's take a ride to the nerve-freezing horror theme park, De Morte Villas, with Mrtyu and her friends to discover the mystery and history of the ghost, Hexa De Morte.

Story of Rose and Josheph steamy love story with taste of betrayal, Suspense and thrill. "I was waiting for this moment Princess" He whispered in my ear giving goosebumps. "D..daddy" I stuttered. "shhhhhh.. baby, you trust me right?" He asked. Mature Content This is a work of fiction. Any names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental."

It is that spooky time in Cape Cod when a highschool teenager starts to experience weird stuff happening all around him until he comes across an ancient artifact which he must use to protect the town within the seven days before Halloween from the darkness that is about to creep out and unleash all kinds of evil.

Precious has always felt different from her peers, she has always had a hard time fitting in, so she wears a hoodie to be invisible but this only makes her visible and an easy target. Everything changes when a ghost Tommy suddenly appears and makes her life more complicated. Precious learns things about herself that her parents had kept from her, and realises she really isn't like others around her. Will she be able to fulfil her purpose?.

Lisa was supposed to be the pride of her pack—the perfect heir, the next great alpha. But fate had other plans. "A defective wolf," they called her. "A disgrace." Born with a wolf that refused to shift, Lisa lived under the shadow of her father’s disappointment and her pack’s whispers. But nothing could have prepared her for the betrayal that led to her capture. Now, locked in a dungeon, she’s nothing more than a pawn in Alpha Cole’s twisted game. "You have been chosen as the breeder," the prisoner in the next cell murmurs. "None survived before you." Lisa refuses to accept this fate. She’d rather die than be used. But when the prisoner—Derek, a powerful fallen alpha—offers her a dangerous escape plan, she’s forced to make a choice. "Trust me," Derek says, his red eyes glowing in the dark. "Or stay and find out what happens when they come for you." Lisa doesn’t trust alphas. But if she wants to live, she might have no other choice.

I stared down at the contract, a wave of defiance bubbling up in me. I turned back to him, meeting his gaze head-on. "I never asked for your help," I said, "I would've found a way to save my mother on my own. You may think you own me, but I'd rather die than marry you." A slow smile crept across his face, a smug, knowing look that sent a chill down my spine. He knew exactly what I was thinking, as if my resistance only entertained him. "Look at me," he commanded. I reluctantly turned back, locking eyes with him. His face had shifted, his expression darkened, and for the first time, true fury was etched in his eyes. "I’ll count to ten," he said, "If that contract isn’t signed by the time I reach ten, I’ll make the same call I made to pay those bills. Only this time, the instructions will be different. Your mother... your sister…they’ll both be gone." He took a breath, settling back as if the threat were a mere matter of routine. "So… ONE!!" I swallowed hard, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Could he be bluffing? No, I'd seen him kill before, seen how casually he turned life and death into sports. "FOUR," he counted. My hands started to shake. What could I do? If I signed, I'd be bound to him forever, trapped as his wife. But if I didn’t... my mother and sister’s lives hung in the balance. "SEVEN." I closed my eyes, fighting the panic rising in my chest. He wouldn’t do it, I told myself. He couldn’t be that monstrous. But even as I thought it, the doubt crept in. I wasn’t sure. Then, he hit "TEN" himself

Warning!!! Content may contain BDSM, violence,taboo romance,weird kinks and is rated 18+ “Strip. Now.” His voice was low, lethal. My breath caught. “Adrian…” “Don’t say my name,” he growled, eyes dark with fury. “You think you can walk around in that tiny dress, letting other men stare at what’s mine? Take it off. Every piece. I want you naked and trembling before me.” “I..I didn’t mean..” “You meant to disobey. And for that, I’ll teach you exactly what happens to bad little virgins who tempt their husbands.” His lips brushed my ear, hot and cruel. “Strip!!, Bambina (doll). Or I’ll do it myself.” *** Elena Carter had been untouched all her life—the hidden heiress raised in shadows, her father’s secret weapon. He promised her everything—his fortune, his empire—if she destroyed Adrian Blackthorne, the ruthless rival he claimed had murdered her mother. Adrian needed an innocent wife to clean his reputation. Elena needed to play the part of the sweet virgin bride to ruin him from the inside. But nothing prepared her for nights that blurred punishment and pleasure, or for the cruel twist of fate...her ex, the man who broke her heart, was Adrian’s nephew. Now he wants her back and both men are willing to tear their family apart for her. Who will Elena chose?. She thought she was in control. She didn’t know she was the one being destroyed.

The Blue Moon Bed and Breakfast Inn is deep within the Canadian Shield in a small ski town called Evergreen Grove. Rumours have it that magical things happen at the Inn. With stories of a spirit of a lady in white and friendly staff that know exactly what you need before you even do. Maybe it's time for you to visit and see what happens when six people come to visit. The Germains are on a getaway in hopes to save their marriage. Greta Johansen is there scouting out for a ghost hunting television show. April Klein is a friend of the owner Gabriella St. James and an art influencer looking for something new. Daniel Davis is a painter in desperate need of some inspiration. Eric Devlin is a mystery man. He pays in cash and is clearly hiding from something. So come book yourself into the Blue Moon and see what happens from Jody Samuel's eyes the front desk clerk. With curses and blessings on this holiday at the Blue Moon, everyone is in for a surprise or two. Just ask the Boggart that lives in the pantry. Cover made by Getcovers.

The book is the first-person account of a young biracial Mexican and African American woman, Evelyn Rosalyn Amiss. She repeatedly transports in time between her home in Texas and then Newark, New Jersey to different time periods. She meets and helps some of her ancestors along the way. This is my first journey into a fantasy, time travel novel. I hope you stick around for each riveting, historical and spicy page turner. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living, or dead, is entirely coincidental.