Ghost Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Is he my boyfriend? We’ve only known each other a few weeks. A couple of dates, a handful of unexpected office drop-ins—boy, he really does love a good pop-in—and one night of absolutely mind-blowing sex, after which he ghosted out before sunrise and sent brunch like a concierge. So yeah. Boyfriend? Questionable. Brunch sender? Confirmed. I cross the room and plop down at my desk, then reach for my phone. There’s only one person who needs to hear about this, stat.

Again. I was close. I writhed, panting, screaming. Ghost praised me, his thrust unrelenting, in the moment when our gazes met, we both knew this was not going to end tonight. It couldn’t be a one night stand. What we felt for one another, although not love, ran deeper than physical attraction. "You're doing so good, baby girl." Ghost fawned, intense gaze on mine, hands cradling my cheeks, thumbs stroking soothingly, flicking tears away.

To settle my family's debt, I was forced to marry the comatose heir of a mafia family. On our wedding night, as I washed his body, a low, lazy chuckle echoed in my ear. "Enjoying the view?" I glanced up, meeting the gaze of my comatose husband's ghost. "He'll do." While everyone was pitying my fate as a young widow, I was striking a deal with my new husband's ghost. "Sign it. Now."

he advised. Reluctantly, I returned to my seat. Tss! I really wanted to see her, to hug her, to caress everything about her. Moana Gomez is my girlfriend. Wrong! She's now my ex-girlfriend. She broke up with me last week just because of some rumor that I'm having an affair with a ghost! I don't even know where that came from. But that rumor ruined my life. "Ms. Magtalas. You're late again," the professor called out.

She cuts my remarks off instantly. "Wait, wait, wait. So this guy's dad posted a post for his son? Why?" She laughs loudly. "I think his kid has just recently been cheated on by his fiancée for like two years or something. His dad wants him to be happy again or to help increase his self-worth. I'm simply going to be a rebound. It's perfect. I don't want a meaningful connection with this man, I simply want to be compensated. Guess how much he is prepared to pay me to be his false girlfriend."

Carmoria. When the plane landed, I turned my phone back on. Messages poured in— all about Sonia. Of course. She lived for attention. That's why she made me propose a hundred times. Every rejection, every scene—perfect gossip bait. And I was the punchline. The headlines wouldn't stop: [Shocking! Sonia Quindt left waiting outside the County Clerk's Office—stood up?] [Sonia Quindt's mystery fiancé disappears—Borevia City in chaos!]

Hello guys!!! I really hope you did enjoy the mystery, romance and action of this erotica? If yes, then the mystery continues in both FALLING FOR A GHOST 2 - The search for how Heaven came to contact the deadly HIV virus brings us to the story of Alex. How he went from a sinner to a man of God and the battles in-between. 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.

Soon we are at the makeshift door in the garden to receive guests. They have all paid a sum to be here and will soon be spending more money on the auction of valuables. Several people, whom I have never seen before, greet me. I meet a lot of new people at the party; I cannot remember everyone's name. I spot Joanna about three spaces back. Ha-ha! Let's see who Mr. Ghost is! The man with her is a blond with trimmed hair, honey-coloured eyes and about as tall as Hunter. As soon as he catches sight of my boyfriend, he breaks into a wide smile.

I should've learned not to do that anymore, it never works well for me. Today is just another day, life is passing, i haven't been sleeping, i don't know what a good night sleep is anymore. I sleep alone now, there's no Leo or Ace or anyone else anymore... I live alone, just me, myself and I. What a great life, I'm rumbling but it's the best i could do these days, tomorrow is my birthday, yeyyy one more year of my miserable life have passed. Mathew and Ace are throwing me a party, i asked them not to, i told them i don't want any. But they insisted, they promised me that Ghost won't be there, It'll be just us.

He ghosted me. No calls. No texts. I reached out again and again. Nothing. Silence. I even went to his house. He was never there. It was like he vanished. Then, one evening, I saw him. Sitting at a fancy restaurant with some important-looking people. I didn’t care who they were. I walked straight to him. He looked at me with eyes so cold I almost froze. And then he said, “I don’t believe you were in my life because of love. Your family sent you to me.”