Demi Lovato Ghost Novels & Stories

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

FALLING FOR A GHOST 3 - For Nevaeh is back from the land of the dead with a single purpose; avenge her own death and that of her sister, Heaven. Uche, a good-looking young man in his early twenties, who also happens to be an atheist has been unlucky with women in his previous relationships, he seeks true love and hopes to find it if only it existed.

Gabrielle shook her head. "You don't know how long I have longed for this, Brian. You don't how much I long for the protectiveness of your arms. I love you...I love you, Brian, but you never looked at me," Gabrielle Kept whispering into his ear. It was as though her voice fueled the passion in him. He changed position. Kneeling in between her legs, Brian began to release unquenchable fire in her. A hot rush of squirt he felt rushing out from her body couldn't stop him from going deeper and deeper. Gabrielle abandoned herself for him and began to scream his name loudly. Electric shock began to scorch through their body. They held each other as they vibrated rigorously. An amazing sense of com

She walked to where her clothes were laying and another sigh escaped her lips. "It's so torn, how will I wear it. How will I leave the room?" She thought. After much thinking, she decided to wear it like that and then used her hands to cover the torn parts "I just hope no one sees me this way" She thought and stood up before running out of the room, heading to her own room. ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••BLACK VENOM COB•• Demetrius was seen sitting at strip club in the clan with a stick of tobacco on his lips as he watched three women dance nakedly on the pole.

My stomach gives a sickening lurch. Survival games? Hearing it being called that makes it sound worse than before. “I’m as scared as you look,” a female voice says, as the owner appears beside me. Unlike with my grumpy spirit guide, I’m not startled. In fact, I’m comforted by the knowledge that someone here shares my fear. I turn to see a tall, beautiful lady smiling at me. She stretches out a hand. “Hi, I’m soul 91. Or you can call me Liz,” she says. And then with a chuckle, she adds, “Please call me Liz.”

“You failed in Ebonn Moon. Then again during the alliance summit. I gave you Sienna, I gave you beasts, and still—still—Valentina lives.” “Sh-she’s not normal,” Carmella gasped. “She’s—” “I know what she is!” Ghost's voice fell louder than thunder. “She’s the reason everything unravels. She is the thread someone keeps pulling… undoing every knot I have tied over the past twenty-five years.” He stalked to the edge of the chamber, toward the chained black beast still writhing in the shadows, twitching from the remnants of its failed magic. He touched its snout. It screamed soundlessly, agonizing shriek, and then—it dissolved into dust.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

“You should disappear. Live up to your name. Leave the country and pray I never hear it whispered that you’ve been seen again.” Ghost rose slowly, knowing better than to turn his back on her. At the door, her voice stopped him cold. “And Ghost? If you’re caught...” Her tone was almost gentle. “Kill yourself. For your family’s sake. Because if you breathe one word about me, they’ll suffer far worse than death.” “Understood, ma’am. You’ll never hear of me again.” “Good. You can leave.” The door had barely closed behind him when Damian appeared, like a ghost himself – pale, fragile, barely a shadow of the vibrant young man he’d once been. Just the way she wanted him, like a walking corpse.

Ever demands, crossing her arms across her chest. “Levi is capturing spirits who come to our concerts. Spirits enjoy coming to the concerts to hear the music because it soothes their weary souls. My father made this a safe place for spirits to come and find peace from the music. It’s why he took up residence here in the first place and in the process, fell in love with my mother. For seven months, at every concert, spirits show up here, and they never leave. Levi is capturing them somehow, and I assume his little star, Mina, is helping him. Despite being half-ghost, my knowledge is limited when it comes to spirits, and it’s even more limited with magic. You have the knowledge to help me figu

My heart thundered in my chest, the sound of blood rushing in my ears almost drowning her out. "You’re not Ghost," she said, "You’re Alessandro Costello, and the truth is, she messed you up. She made you believe you needed Ghost to survive. She made you believe that you have some second personality you can't control, but you can, all you have to do is accept the anger, the pain and the hate that Ghost carries. He is a part of you, Alessandro. That pain. That anger. That hate. The moment you stop fighting it, the moment you accept it all, he’ll stop controlling you. He’ll fade, and you’ll finally be whole again.”