Ghost Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Samantha's POV: Samantha Skylar Wright: I lay on the ground listening to a familiar voice. If what I think is true, a ghost of my best friend, Genelia, is haunting me during my stay in Hell. "Goodbye, Samantha." The visitor says and disappears. I am about to call out her name, when I notice the sound of a door handle shaking. I realize my current state. I stretch out my limbs as quick as I can. I'm getting out of here today.

Hot tears burned my eyes. "She slept one night in that same room you stay in now and never woke up. Some people said her husband must have used her for rituals but I personally didn't believe them. Her husband was a good man and…" He went on blabbing unaware of the storm he had set in motion within me. So, Nono, my little cousin was right after all. Someone really died in that room. So, I have been having sex with a ghost this entire time? How did I even come about the name Philomena? I could not remember being introduced to her by anyone. The first real encounter I had with her was that sex we had on the couch while I was drunk. That should be why all the sex seems to begin when am about to

“It’s what we assumed. She did it for money.” “And she’s still breathing?” Ghost asked, his lips stretching to a grin. Rain groaned. “Yes! I promised, and I never broke promises. But she’d probably wake up after two days with a hell of a headache.” She laughed heartily. I’ve never met anyone who enjoys making people suffer more than this chick. Ghost chuckled. “Good girl.” “You know I am your good girl,” I could imagine her batting her eyelashes. I made a gagging sound in my throat, nearly vomiting from their banter. Ghost was fucking pussy whipped. I never thought I’d see this day.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Inside was a dream; tall walls, open space, windows so big you could see everything yet nothing at all. The isolation of the property both excited and scared me, and the longer I walked around holding Armani’s hand, the more I began to feel a little hopeful again. My concerns over the last day felt silly — presumptuous. Though a part of my brain was still very aware that this could turn sour very quickly, I allowed myself to enjoy this simple few minutes with my fake husband and even smile, just a little bit.

My fist pummeled into hardened balls and my jaws tightened. Taking a moment to collect myself, I pondered on everything I had gotten so far. The Ghost apparently is someone close to me, my aunt's husband-an aunt whom I never even knew existed up until two months ago. Launching various attacks on my men and factories in Russia, he is out for revenge, and he won't stop until he gets his bloody revenge. A slow knock punctured the stillness of my room. A maid timidly walked in, bowing her head slightly.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

"Wha-? G-phone has an AI too?" Laura raised a brow. AI? Did this geek really think that an AI would be this intelligent? Was he living in a fantasy world? "No, I have a name. It's Laura and to be more precise, I'm currently an e-ghost. That means I am dependent on your power source in the phone and cannot leave the phone until I level up enough. For your information, this isn't a programmed back story, don't look at me like that. I'm a real human... was a real human anyway. I died many years back, I think."

He wouldn't give her or the vamp the satisfaction of knowing he gave a shit. Finally the vamp turned his way with a disgusted look on his face, "Can you make another thirty minutes, wolf, or do I need to carry you?" "Don't fucking touch me." Zenya's singsong voice rang out at the same time as his, using his exact words. The vamp laughed. "This should be fun. Let's go." They walked another two miles, and while Nicolas struggled with each step, Zenya and the vamp talked. "I'm sure no one followed." Zenya murmured.

he announced calling off their nine to ten years relationship off just because of a silly argument caused by Red. He walked out on her without waiting to hear a word from her mouth. She was mad at herself for being so foolish and wished to turn the clock back but it was too late. Jack is gone. She thought inwardly as tears rolled down her eyes.