Ghost Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Beyond her toxic apple scent, I can smell several male wolf scents along with some bodily fluids I’d rather not think about. “Oh, shit.” Ghost whispers. “Does this mean our mate is going to hang you by the ceiling from your dick?” “What?” I freeze when I remember Lenora’s warning. I grabbed this woman to stop her fall. I sniff my shirt. I’m coated in her scent. “Fuck.” “We can still go on that date if that’s what’s hangin’ you up?” She tilts her head. “I won’t take your money and run.” “Well, you’re already a dead man walking. Might as well pay the nice lady.” Ghost shrugs. “Not going anywhere with her nasty ass, but if she saw where Minnie went, whatever.”

“You really love that word for someone who’s never had to spell it.” His eyes finally met mine. Heat. Ice. Chaos. I swallowed and tried not to combust. “I was curious,” I said. “You never told me why you need a fake girlfriend.” “For a business deal.” I blinked. That was… honest? “What kind of deal?” He smiled lazily. “Curious, are we?” “Yes. I’m literally sitting in a car with a man I barely know, about to have dinner with his billionaire father. I think I deserve a few details.”

That was the point. VelvetMistress wasn’t Novalyn Coldwell. VelvetMistress didn’t flinch. She didn’t go to class hungover from insomnia. She didn’t have a stepmother who smiled like a knife or a father who only noticed when she disappointed him. She didn’t feel anything she didn’t want to. “Good evening, pets,” I said softly, my lips curving. “Miss me?” Tips rolled in. I watched the numbers climb, little hearts and usernames flooding the corner of my screen. Some of them were regulars. Some were new. All of them wanted something.

But Pure didn’t care too much about him, she told everyone to come to the meeting room, and wait for the others. All of the captains agreed. After a very long time, everyone has come. They rapidly started the meeting. There are 8 captains, they are very wealthy, and everyone respects them. In the splendid meeting room, there was a long desk. Pure is the host, with 8 captains sitting around her. Pure waved her hand, a big globe appeared, it looked like a beautiful planet. “This is Domin planet of some species like unicorns and phoenix, this is also the place where the crossbred was born in my dream.”

“Wow, don't get me wrong but Quinn handled all her medical files.” “Quinn?* I raised a brow. “How are you so sure?” “The hacking signature. It belongs to Ghost . Quinn recruited he last year and the guy has literally vanished from the face of he Earth since then. Anything that ghost touches, is locked forever.” “Cazzo.” (Fuck) He smiled. I exasperated, leaning on the couch. I have only last option. “There a woman. Her name is Sofia, she…” I told him everything about about Sofia.

"How about you tell me how some random woman walked herself in here?" Her friends got up too, looking me over. A girl with bleached hair sneered. "Viv, is this the freeloader you were talking about? She's back?" "God knows why." Vivienne folded her arms. "Mooched a meal off my boyfriend at the restaurant, got kicked out. Now she's trying to mooch a house." "Listen, lady. Stay away from my boyfriend. Don't think a few years on him gives you any leverage. He's not going to fall for some old trick."

"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."

If she is not here, where the fuck is she? “Thank you,” I say, walking away and entering my car. I grip the steering wheel and then slam my hands against it as my phone rings. Retrieving it from the inside pocket of my jacket, I answered without looking. “I heard you had a tough night,” I hear Ghost say on the other side of the line. The man knows me better than anyone and knows I am ready to punch someone’s brains out. “I’ve got a space to be filled tomorrow night. Are you interested,” he says.

And in his arms, he held a beautiful girl I had never seen before. His friends egged him on loudly, calling out "Billy is the man!" while praising the girl as "Billy's woman." From the looks of it, she was his real girlfriend. I gripped my glass tightly, feeling the blood rush to my head. All the sweetness and devotion of the past year now looked like nothing but a cruel joke. I was the one kept in the shadows—an invisible third party, a "digital pet" he kept on his phone. "Jamie…" My voice trembled. "I… I want to go down there."

After he left, I pulled out my phone and called Avery. "It's time they paid." Did Richard really think losing his job was enough to make up for what he'd done to Chloe? Not even close. The moment Avery released proof that Grace had staged the entire thing, the internet exploded. My private investigator had already dug up Grace's past. After her first husband died in an accident, she'd become the mistress of a wealthy businessman to keep her lavish lifestyle. The affair didn't stay secret for long. When it came out, the businessman's wife made sure everyone knew.