Ghost Girlfriend Novels & Stories

He knows that she is embarrassed to do this, regardless she used to be a prostitute, it doesn’t mean that she can’t feel embarrassed, right? “I know that you worry about Megumi or anyone, but she won’t be here. You are afraid of betraying her, right? You are a nice guy, you know? But, remember that I am just a mere ghost. If you violate me, you will be recovered and your strength will be doubled up. You won’t be infected with AIDS or any genital disease as I am clean, not like any normal woman. And not to mention that I am a masochist that you can do anything like the scene of NSFW things you always jerk off to.” She tempted him.

The figure that had stirred me earlier was now in my arms, making it impossible for me not to react. Ms. Johnston clearly felt it too. The flush had already spread from her face all the way to her ears. Biting her lower lip, she reached back and locked the storage room door. Then, she looked at me, her gaze flickering with uncertainty. "Let go of me. Do you know what this looks like? I'm your girlfriend's godmother." Despite her words, she didn't move away. Instead, she remained pressed tightly against me. That made my eyes light up. I didn't miss a chance to take advantage of the situation. "Ms. Johnston, I'm not trying to take advantage of you. In fact, I'm helping you. You looked pretty l

please note that James St patrick in this story line will also be called Jamie or Ghost st patrick and Angela will also be called Angie Paz is Angela's best friend Aaron is Paz's son,Tommy is James Elder brother and Kanan is James smaller brother and Tasha is James cousin. Angela Valdez was a gorgeous 25 year old orphan a typical ordinary female who is notorious for her clumsiness, she had recently completed her college education on that day she met Jamie St Patrick,a bold and arrogant billionaire,However in an absurd circumstance.

The taunting messages from my wife's lover started two months ago. Photos of them after sex. Close-ups of her obsession with his body. The brutal truth, laid bare right in front of me. I didn't confront her. I just quietly started preparing. I got myself a new identity and gave myself a deadline: seven days. In an abandoned warehouse on Chicago's West Side, a single bulb swayed overhead, casting a weak yellow light. I pushed a thick stack of cash across the table to the man in the baseball cap.

He swaggered into the office with a mocking grin. "Hey, my fiancee. Oh, wait. That's not right. You left me to face all the cold stares and ridicule alone at the engagement banquet, so I guess the engagement didn't exactly happen. "I should just call you… Ms. Shaw." Helena's brow furrowed. "So it was you… All of it. I've already confirmed that. What do you want? Money? The company? Status?" Christian laughed, wagging a finger at her. "Kids make choices. Adults take it all.

But the girl had opened her big mouth to say, "I ain't going no boring place with ya. I'm perfectly fine with the stable life here." With the subtle chilly sensation surrounding her, Geneva opened the door. She refused to spare the bedroom a glance. Sitting rigidly on the sofa, she awaited her fate. "Let's get married now," the straightforward ghost said without a change in his features. "Nooooo. No, no, no, noooo!" She shouted, jumping from the sofa. She shook her hands and head to solidify her non-compliance. She wondered when the ghost had change back to his human form to intimidate her the more.

"You'd go so far as to fake a death certificate just to keep this charade going? Isn't this a bit much? Aren't you ashamed of yourselves?" I stared at the man I had once loved with all my heart, a man who now felt like a stranger. This cold, unfeeling creature was my husband—the same man I had devoted years of my life to, the same man I had trusted and loved. To him, I was nothing but a manipulative liar, capable of fabricating my own death just to spite him. "Have you lost your mind, Grayson?" My mother-in-law's voice trembled, the disbelief heavy in her words. "Who would joke about something like this? Belle is truly gone. Her body is at the funeral home right now. Come with me and see for

Soon they are all drunk. Ghost was the first to teeter to her feet. She caught herself on the back of her chair before she fell. “I'm going to my room" she said, staggering away. But instead of going to her room, she went straight to Hacker’s. Ghost stumbled through the door, her eyes fixed on Hacker who was playing a game as usual. She eyed him with a mixture of accusation and desire. "You're always avoiding me, Hacker," she slurred, her voice thick and husky.

I launch into the story telling her about what happened at training today and her jaw drops the longer I continue to explain. “Holy shit, that’s a lot to unpack. First, GHOST attacked Armani? I thought the Alpha wanted nothing to do with you.” “He doesn’t,” I whisper. “His wolf does.” I swallow roughly before admitting my biggest secret. “Ghost has been staying with me every night for the last two months.” She gasps, putting her hand on her chest dramatically. “What?! No way! And you’ve let him?!” “Yes,” I whisper, “He helps me at night. Ghost is different from Alpha Kade; he’s almost gentle with me. I know it can’t last, but is it wrong of me to want to keep it for as long as I possibly can

When I saw my husband Zedrick with someone else's tricks. I was on the opposite side of Zedrick's door when I heard what sounded like a dog howling. I frowned because I knew that there was no dog in the office, that's why I felt a nervousness that almost enveloped my entire being when I was sure that the growling was coming from my husband's office. My trembling hand grabbed the doorknob and gently opened the door. That's where I finally saw my husband who was kissing someone else, he was still sitting at the table and opened his mouth to my husband. It was like hot water was poured on me because I saw Zedrick cheating on me. I let go of the paper bag I was carrying with only food. My eyes w