Ghost Kissing Novels & Stories

I state in a grieve voice, because if this keeps up George will get rid of us all one by one. He nods while gazing into my eyes and then leans down to kiss me. With our lips just a fraction of an inch apart, I feel the tension between us building. Until he breaks the moment by kissing me deeply. At first, it is slow and sweet, but in the end, he goes in for the kill and takes my breath away.

"You've kept the matching rings you shared with Amber in your study drawer all this time. Whenever you drank too much, you called out her name. And now you've forgotten all about your so-called trauma and kissed her in front of everyone." Damian had spent his entire life above reproach, and his reputation meant everything to him. By exposing him in public, I had struck where it hurt most. "Grace, you've lost your mind. Wasn't that kiss just a penalty for losing the game? And you're making a jealous scene over something that small?" "I'll kiss you when we get home, and we'll call it even." He said it like he was doing me a favor. When Damian was a child, he had walked in on his father in bed

“What is it?” His eyes never left the monitor. “You might want to see this.” “I am seeing it.” “No.” He shook his head with a quiet laugh. “Keep looking.” I narrowed my eyes and scanned the information in front of me. At first… Nothing. Just usernames, encrypted traffic, anonymous forums, and data moving across the screen. Then one name caught my attention. Ghost. Beside the name were two simple words. Recently online. I froze. Ash immediately went silent. The room seemed quieter all at once. Ghost. Everyone in the underground knew that name. Everyone on the dark web respected it. Some feared it. Ghost never failed. Ghost never left evidence behind. Ghost simply got the job done.

Austin didn't answer, but stood up wanting to leave when Tasha pushed him back and he landed on the seat hard. "I asked a question, and this time, you would answer me. '' Her voice thickened as she walked up to him. She bent In Front of him, with little space in-between them. This time Austin couldn't feel the pleasant aura which would always drive him into wanting to kiss her or grab her. She made his legs shake, his heart was beating fast. She was a ghost, getting her pissed off isn't a good idea and he knew she could do things to him and no one would know what's happened except him. Getting her angry wasn't a good option but unfortunately she was now.

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

I step in and press my mouth hard against his. His large hands come up instantly to grip my waist, but I slide my hands up his arms, catching his wrists. I push his arms back against the wall, pinning them there. The most powerful man on the East Coast, the Ghost who commands thousands of lives, goes completely still and lets me hold him against the plaster. He opens his mouth under mine, a groan tearing out of his throat, and the kiss turns hungry and urgent. He tastes like black coffee and violence. I let go of his wrists to bury my hands in his dark hair, pulling him down to me.

Ghost asks, his voice low and careful, his thumb brushing over my cheek like he’s afraid I’ll disappear. I don’t answer with words. Instead, I pull him back down into another fierce kiss, letting my actions speak for me. I kiss him like it’s the only thing tethering me to the earth, pouring everything I can’t say into it—my confusion, my anger, my longing. Ghost groans against my mouth, his body pressing into mine like he can’t get close enough. His lips trail down my neck, and I close my eyes, surrendering to the sensations coursing through me. For this moment, nothing else exists. Not my duties, not my fears, not the weight of the world outside this room. There’s only him, only us, only no

She spoke elegantly and winked at her sister. All the dreams you had went to waste, but I will make sure Amanda accomplish them for you. Angela beamed ‘don’t look at me like that,’ Angela spoke to her picture with love “Sis do you like him?” Maria asked, Angela recalled her words ‘I do,’ she replied shyly. Well, I did then but now all I feel is rebuff for him “Good, because tomorrow you two will be meeting, at the guest rooms near the corner, and yes guys will have s**.” She joked as she took off the mug from Angela’s hand

Right now, what it wanted to do was to touch her willing flesh. He raised his trembling hand and caressed the soft flesh of her firm breast with the tip of his coarse fingers. She sighed and relaxed her body, but made no move to stop him. “I am not a virgin anymore,” she reminded him. “You are so kind and handsome. I want to know what it feels like to be with a man who is kind and handsome. I want to erase the dream of horror that is stuck in my mind.”