Ghost Hugging Novels & Stories

" David, would you like something to drink? You can help yourself if there is soda in the fridge next to you. " " Wait what ? you have a fridge in here too?" he says. "Well technically there are two one one each end of the couch located in the end stands." I replied back. " That is so awesome." He said then leaned back on the couch. Throughout the entire hangover over movie we both laughed and laughed so hard. We then decided to put the second hangover movie in. While waiting for previews to end and movie to start we dug into brownie sundaes and somewhere during that movie we both ended up in the middle of the couch with his arm wrapped around me and my head resting on his shoulder. Finally

Noah’s eyebrow twitched, and he pretended not to have heard Blackie’s cackling, “Alright, so what is this reactionary response? What happens when it is triggered?” “Ah, this reactionary response…” Blackie’s tone was rather nonchalant, “It’s what you’d call a soul cuddle.” Within seconds, Noah’s face crumpled into an expression that could only be described with the words ‘are you shitting me?!’ Blackie smirked knowingly, “Ah, but not just anyone can afford to cuddle with a soul of a worldborn! In most cases, your soul hug will figuratively choke the living daylights out of them.”

"Why'd you choose a horror movie for our date?" Ying Yue patted her chest as she clung to Mo Zihan's arm tightly as they walked out of the movie house. Mo Zihan adjusted the mask on his face, "I like it when you cling to me like this," he smiled from under his mask. Ying Yue rubbed her nose on his arms, "How could you tease me like that? It was so scary. What the heck! Why would a ghost appear from under the bed?" She could still feel goosebumps on her body.

"Hauer is looking for a reason to categorize this as a 'compulsive fixation.' Every touch is data to them." "Then we’ll give them the truth," I whispered, sliding the heavy fabric from his shoulders. "The truth is that I am the only thing that keeps you human, and you are the only one who knows how to hold my ghosts. If that’s a glitch, then the whole world is broken." I pressed my palms against his bare chest. The link flared—a searing, golden heat that threatened to overwhelm my senses. I felt his skin ripple with goosebumps. I felt the raw, unedited ache of his devotion, stripped of the "Architect’s" armor.

"I want to forgive you and forget about everything but it will take time and I don't want to give you any false hope." She nodded sadly. "At least there's some kind of hope for us to have a relationship if it's not too much to ask, can I hug you?" She whispered softly. I sighed deeply. "Sure." Hestia came closer and wrapped her arms around me. She sniffled softly as I felt her tears making my blouse wet. I wrapped my arms around her tightly and a lone tear rolled down my cheek. This moment felt so surreal and I never imagined that I would be hugging my mother.

With a click, the clasp came undone, and the pendant fell to the floor. In a flash, Zoe’s eyes widened. She grabbed my collar like a madwoman. “Y-You… You didn’t switch fates? You lied to me?!” I looked at her in surprise. “What are you talking about?” Miles suddenly exclaimed, “Ow, Maisie. My neck feels itchy.” He pulled down his collar, exposing his collarbone, and clearly revealed who was actually wearing the demonic fate-swapping lock.

That they might have orchestrated my departure. I’m being hugged to death by a hysterically emotional woman as she clings to me and wails. Rubbing her hand over my back and hair and patting me with the other. Like I’m a child who needs reassurance. Yoonha breaks his trance and follows, running at us and joining the huddle to squeeze the life out of me. Hitting us with less force and wrapping us both up in a smothering huddle of arms.

"Never mind that I have no time to explain that thing to you. Let me talk to you first, Amaya...alone." "No, leave me alone." "Please..." "Dude, she says no." "DYLAN! I SAID DON'T BUTT IN! WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?!" While saying those words, I didn't notice that Hiro was crawling up to my back and hugging me from the back. Fuck, what is this familiar feeling? I closed my eyes and just let my body accepts his hug. I feel like I've missed this hug for a whole year. This is fucking insane! Why am I feeling this!?

SSHS 25 All stood shocked as they saw Hestia in the open doors of the Student Council Office. They all stood there, unmoving as if their limbs were frozen still, like unbendable steel that is so solid it cannot even be moved, like something in thor gears are stuck. And oh, their faces— all mouths were wide open and were like that, their eyes were popped open and they all looked like they had seen a ghost. The only thing needed is for their face to turn into a pale white and the expression of ‘seen a ghost’ would be complete.

Today I would spend the first day of the three-day-event celebration of the 25th Anniversary of Silverio hiding the hickey Grip made. It has been three days but it didn’t wear off, not even a pinch. I darted my eyes ahead and saw Grip walking in my direction. Every girl he passed by glanced at him and squealed like they were about to pee their pants. I looked around to find an escape route. I saw a room that even a reaper wouldn’t dare to enter. I slipped through leaving Gugu behind.