Ghost Ex Novels & Stories

Alex grumbled and I hummed, "I'll appear before my father when the time is right." "What about Ginevra, how would she know?" He asked. "You don't worry your head about that one. She'll definitely find me." She was, after all, the smartest woman I had ever known. The Ghost will be dead by the break of dawn. The Ghost—Ricardo Sanchez will undergo a rebirth by the break of dawn. But even in my confidence, my heart still shuddered with questions. Would I truly be dead by the break of dawn, or would the universe be kind enough to grant me an opportunity at yet another life?

# Flashback Ends After a thousand years passed, I was patiently waiting for her reincarnation. But this time, I will finish her off for good before I perish. If I were to cease from existing, Gina's reincarnation should not live either. Just then, I felt a stabbing pain in my chest. My time was drawing near. I need to get rid of this scarlet witch. And my best weapon was Dexter. He was a greedy man, and all I had to do was instill in him more greed. I made him wood out of the mirror moon pack with the intent of getting rid of the scarlet Witch's reincarnation. But that didn't happen. When her powers were taken, she ought to have died, but she survived.

Gordo exclaimed. "No, you open it!" Xander Gordo nodded and immediately walked towards the door, he had also heard of the events a few days ago, when Xander and his two friends found a corpse in this room. Gordo's hands shook slightly as he opened the doorknob, after the door opened. Gordo immediately took a few steps back and almost hit Xander.

Ryder would go insane if he heard this. With no second thought, Giveon morphed into his werewolf form, disappearing into the dark woods. Tomorrow, he will be returning to the pack to drop the big news. * "Get inside," Ghost ordered sternly, holding the door of his apartment open. Still, in tears, Ciara slowly walked in. She recalled waking up here weeks ago. Never had she thought she would be back here again. "Sergio–" Ghost began, with a hoarse voice, "Did he touch you? Did he fuck you?" He added, spelling it all out.

She radiated a terrifying presence. However, there was a problem. Eliza, a famous ghost from the fog-shrouded city of Blackmoor, already dominated the long-haired ghoul archetype. Viewers would automatically compare this ghost to Eliza and dismiss her as ordinary, leaving her perpetually at the bottom of the NPC popularity rankings.

Every step tightened the pressure behind his sternum, pulling him deeper. “You always hated this place,” Vex’s voice echoed suddenly, smooth and amused. “Said it smelt like ghosts.” Riven stopped. The voice came from everywhere and nowhere—reverberating through tunnels, bleeding through walls. “Funny thing,” Vex continued. “Turns out ghosts don’t leave. They just change shape.” Riven’s jaw set. “Show yourself.” Laughter rippled through the dark. Lights flickered to life one by one, revealing a massive junction chamber ahead—old control panels, broken signal boards, and cables hanging like exposed veins.

She widened her eyes in feigned anger, though she couldn't hide the joy in her voice as she exclaimed, "It's only been five years since we last met, Nathan! Have you already forgotten all about your little college junior? Be careful now, or I'll complain to Professor Kelley about this!" Slowly, the face before me merged with the memory of the teary-eyed young woman I'd met at the research lab five years ago. Staring at her in surprise, I said, "You're Cecily!" Five years ago, just before I graduated, Professor Kelley took on a new protege named Cecily Lowe. I was too busy with my graduation to interact much with her. The only memory I had of her was when she encountered an issue with her res

They didn’t notice me sitting there and staring at them wide-eyed like a pale wraith at first, because as soon as the door closed behind them, they fell into each other’s arms and began to kiss each other passionately. I remained sitting in silence, watching them and wondering what the hell to make of all this. Finally, they stopped kissing, turned as one to face where I was sitting and staring at them, and both turned as pale as I was immediately. “Oh, my goodness, babe! It’s a ghost? It’s a ghost! I told you it wasn’t a good idea to come stay in the lonely woods because these places are haunted.” The female shrieked, immediately rushing to hide behind her boyfriend and peeking at me from t

But your mother's about to die—I know you'll show up. Her words jolted me back to reality. I pressed a hand to my chest, where my heart ached with a dull, numbing pain. How I wished I could tell her myself. That I've been here all along. It's just that... I've been dead for four years.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]