Ghost Justin Bieber Chord

Twice in One Life follows the story of Celine Hayes, a once-powerful businesswoman whose life is cut short by a betrayal orchestrated by the people closest to her. A year after her death, Celine returns as a ghost, unable to move on until she finds justice. She crosses paths with Ònààrà, a modern-day shaman, and discovers Evelyn, a woman who unknowingly serves as the perfect vessel for Celine’s spirit. With Ònààrà’s reluctant help, Celine possesses Evelyn and begins to piece together the events that led to her murder. She returns to the life she left behind, re-entering the world under the guise of Evelyn, and plans to marry her former fiancé, Darren. But as truths begin to unravel, Celine learns of Darren’s inappropriate relationship with his sister and the deep-rooted hatred that led to her death. As her connection to Evelyn begins to blur, and her desire for revenge intensifies, Celine is faced with a painful reality: to find peace, she may have to sacrifice the last shred of her humanity or risk dragging another innocent soul into her tragic fate.

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.

Alpha Draven didn’t come to save her. He came to punish her. Liora Hale spent five years hiding in the human world, trying to forget the pain she was born into. Raised by a foster family who treated her like filth, she endured years of cruelty until the day they threw her out like garbage, bloody and broken in the street. That’s when Draven found her. Her former stepbrother. Now the cold-hearted Alpha of a ruthless biker pack. He didn’t come out of love. He didn’t come out of guilt. He came because someone had to pay, and she was all that was left. To him, she’s a ghost of everything he lost. A name tied to betrayal. And yet… he doesn’t kill her. He keeps her. In his world. In his darkness. In his hell. Liora Hale should have run. She should have hated him. But she stayed, because going back to Dawson’s would’ve been worse. At least with Draven, in all his fury and coldness, she had a reason to breathe, to endure, to live. But will Liora survive the Alpha who swore to break her, or choose the one who offers the freedom she’s never known? And when every buried truth comes to light, will Draven finally see her as his mate, before it’s too late?