Ghost Duet Novels & Stories

he murmurs, “if you ever get tired of the silent brooding type, there are more fun options out there.” “Is that so?” I reply, my voice light. “Absolutely.” Before I can throw a retort back at him, someone slides into the space between us with the kind of smooth, quiet force that only comes from someone used to being obeyed. Ghost doesn’t say anything at first. He just plants himself squarely in front of Hectic, shoulders loose but energy sharp. Hectic blinks. “Well, hello—” “I’d move back a bit if I were you,” Ghost says, his voice low, steady, and far too calm to be casual.

This will gonna be a long night for us! Hugo Clive's POV, I heard someone playing the piano at our receiving area here at our mansion. I assumed that it was my sister, but I was mistaken. It was a girl with a long and wavy blonde hair, I felt that my heart started beating so fast when I heard her voice, as she started singing. "Geudaeraneun siga..." Damn it, why is my heart pounding so fast? Yes, I admit that her voice was soft and sweet, she's good at singing.

My heart did a little shuffle in my chest when I remembered my plan of staying behind in the Fae world after we got Luna the help she needed. My thoughts fizzled back to reality by the upbeat music. The club was electric. Undead creatures were whining and grinding against whatever undead thing was closest to them. Their feet moved to the crazy beat as they worshipped the music. "This is like a scene from that Patrick Swayze movie," I scoffed as I noticed a slender looking ghoul moving artistically in her tattered silver dress. "This is like the real Dirty Dancing," Dimitri added as we continued to watch the lady-ghoul shoving her lower half on the crotch of a male-ghoul whose hips were also

“The twins are alive and well. Lisa is alive and well too. Apparently, we all appeared on our beds this morning. You were the last to appear and that is why we were thinking that she held you captive.” “She didn’t,” Jimin smiled. “She held unto me longer than promised but she eventually released me. I have Calisté to thank for my father’s spirit that talks through me.” “Not only Calisté,” a familiar voice said. Jimin turned to see who it was. It was Draymond Coatés – or better still Ghost Damon, lurking around in the dead body of Draymond Coatés. Jimin stared at him wondering if all he said was actually true. He wondered if he was actually Ghost. If he was, then he was taking a big risk comi

"I think she is scared." "But why?" Ghost moaned. "It doesn't make sense!" "I know, buddy," I said, stepping on the dance floor. "See if you can connect with Emily's wolf." "On it!" Ghost said, disappearing into my mind. My gaze snapped toward the DJ box, knowing Luke would be in there. "Change the music," I mind-linked. "What do you have in mind?" He replied. "Something timeless," I said. The next second, Luke made an announcement.

Sed cleared his throat. Eric related his vision of how the lyrics should sound, and Sed tried to copy him. It took several tries to figure out that Eric should sing it, and Sed should do his typical rumbling screams in accompaniment. Jace’s heart thudded as he listened to the unique duet. That was it. That was the sound that would get them to the next level in their music. To grow. Together. Jace couldn’t believe he was finally a part of this. When they stopped singing, Sed and Eric stared at each other in surprise. They knew it too. Jace’s only regret was that Brian and Trey weren’t there to share the moment. “That was awesome,” Jace said. “Holy shit. Do it again.”

I heard screaming for so long, keeping me awake for a while before I gave up. I tried to drown out the sound. A sigh leaves my lips as I get out of bed and open my door, going down the hall to Death's room and opening the door before sliding in and closing it quietly. I quietly crawled into the bed beside him and surprisingly. Death, the God of the Underworld, cuddled with me. Yup, you heard me right, he is cuddling with me. A small smile grazes my lips as I close my eyes letting him pull me into him and soon fall asleep.

He pushed me back, away from the door that closed behind his back. Nabastala Putra, the real name of a gigolo who claims to be Aryo. More interesting, actually. However, this man who was taller than me by a few inch seemed to investigate our surroundings with an annoyed look. "Just a moment..., just a moment." My forefinger and thumb formed a small pinch in the air. Perhaps pinching the tanned circles on his chest was much more fun than starting a conversation like this. "Guest, Bro?" Another voice asked from the open door behind Aryo. Ah, I'm used to calling him that.

KAYRA "Damn! My head is spinning as if it would burst any time soon.", While striding through the garden passing the club, Samar stumbled in the dark. The whole garden depicted the view of night sky as it was glistening with the multiple LED lights. There is no one but us as it's midnight and this garden separates the club from the residence area of the hotel. In this one week, everytime I passed through the garden, I took some time to praise it's beauty.

“Thank you. I do my haunting with finesse.” Echo giggled. And for one strange, ridiculous second… our little ghost-human-ghost trio actually felt like a team.