Falling Ghost Novels & Stories

“Once.” Once. That word sliced through me. “But I wasn’t happy,” he continued. “I was drowning. I didn’t know how to fix it, and I didn’t know how to leave without destroying everything. So… I left.” “You disappeared,” Maya said sharply. “You packed up your life and vanished. No explanation. No closure. No goodbye.” I felt something cold settle in my chest. “You ghosted her?” I asked. He winced. “I didn’t know how to face her.”

Standing in the dressing room, my hands fidgeting, thinking on whether I should escape or not. I was about to get married to my crush that every girl dreamt of marrying but there was a huge problem. I am just a replacement for his ex-lover and I thought he loved me but nope I was wrong. I regret every second I spent with him. taking a handful of my long wedding dress, I ran towards the escape plan and setup. There was a cab waiting for me outside but a few blocks away. I ran and ran till I reached the cab, not looking back. time to change everything and make this one die.

Then, retaining his searing gaze, she delicately ran her fingertip through the remaining fluid and sucked it between her lips with a soft gasp. "You're going to find I'm full of surprises, Mr. Blackwood," she said with pleasure. "Do try to keep up." His sculpted features burst with raw, flaming hunger, indicating that this would not be a typical business transaction. Isabelle suspected, for better or worse, that she had struck a deal with the devil himself. He settled on the sofa opposite her with his muscular form and devoured her with a molten gaze, giving her the exciting sensation of having just stepped into the abyss. And she may be consumed by it.

Daisy's screams and constant banging on the door echoed through the storage room. The sound of footsteps from behind reached her ears amid her frantic efforts. Her heart rate increased, and a shiver ran down her spine. Without turning around, her thoughts raced to a surreal conclusion: it had to be a ghost. Her imagination ran wild in the darkness as her fear intensified, the footstep fell ominously closed “Genie please don’t hurt me” Daisy trembling voice quivered in the dark room “I just want to go out” “Shut up, you idiot”

Ghost explained. I closed my eyes and stopped pretending, letting out a sigh of pain and tiredness. It took a few minutes for us to arrive because Ghost was moving slowly, precisely so as not to hurt me anymore. I know the exact moment I enter the Imperial bedroom and open my eyes, Ghost lets go of my waist and I stagger, but I make it to the bed and lie down. My vision simply blacked out. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

"What is it?" "A kill-switch for the wolf." She looked at the vial. "It’ll shut down the brain in ten seconds. No pain. No thoughts. Just... nothing." "Keep it." Victor pushed her hand away. "We're not taking the easy way out." A shriek erupted from the bottom of the stairwell. A dozen charred ghosts were climbing the rails. Their eyes were glowing red. They weren't drifting anymore. They were running. "They found us!" Malakai shouted from the floor below.

“Even Master Zeller didn’t dare approach the coffins, but he just walks right into them?” Frederick remained unfazed, and strode forward boldly. Boom! All nine graves shook violently, causing the ground to tremble and quake. Jasmine covered her mouth, trembling. She squeezed her eyes shut, too afraid to open them. She was certain Frederick was invincible in a fight against the living—but against ghosts? These were mysterious forces beyond mortal comprehension. Could his mortal body withstand them? In an instant, Frederick seemed to enter the depths of hell. Many ghosts and skeletons surged towards him from all directions, as if intent on devouring him completely.

said Ghost when Yume had still been in the church earlier. “The person I’ll end up falling for…? Who could that be? Actually… It… couldn’t be him, right? The person they refer to as Mr. Crawford…?” Shaking his head, Ghost then replied, “Quite unfortunately so…” “Unfortunately? Now why would you say that?” “While it states here that you’ll definitely end up falling for him, he won’t love you in return! It’s just a sad ending since both of you will never be together!” explained Ghost before sighing.

he answers in a bored tone, like I should’ve known this already. Like he had already told me about it, and I chose to forget. Like he didn’t just let me get thrown into a literal survival test without any information whatsoever. But in the midst of my guide-loathing, something he said strikes me. “What do you mean “including the literal ones”?” Allison throws me a crazy look, but thankfully, doesn't say anything. “What do you think I mean?” Are ghosts supposed to be sarcastic and rude? “I am not a ghost.” He grimaces. “Calling me that would reduce my existence to the form of a mere soul. I have never been a mortal.”

I will be the storm that clears the board. I reach the top of the landing. I look down into the dark foyer. Goodbye, Graziella, I think. The Ghost is dead. The Queen has to rise now.