Ghost Love Novels & Stories

Even though I'm in the vampire realm, my essence won't change, who I am, how I was born and how I'll die won't change. I never had the affection of a mother, I never knew what mercy was, and I never felt what true love was. Ghost protected me because he didn't want to see me suffer and freed me from fate's control. Strïth keeps me tied to this bond, something I have to be strong to fight, to ignore... 'Does he love me?' I thought. 'What love is?' A concept so strange that I can't even think of an answer. The only act I can consider to be love is Ghost rejecting me.

I lied about my age and ended up in a secret online relationship with one of the biggest names in esports. He was nothing like his public persona. In public, he was cold and aloof. Online, though, he flirted with me nonstop. When he got worked up, he even said he'd be my good boy. Then my nineteenth birthday came and went, and my wolf still hadn't awakened. Most werewolves shifted for the first time at sixteen. Even late bloomers awakened by eighteen. I couldn’t let Adrian find out I was defective, with no wolf at all. So I broke up with him and blocked him everywhere. Months later, while staying with my best friend Chloe, I heard her older brother speak outside the bedroom. I had heard that

"Sir, it seems you forgot about the red ghost." Liam, who had just heard about it from the flat owner, suddenly lost his temper. “Tony, I'm not going to listen to superstitions anymore. So, stop!” Roy interrupted. “Red ghost is a female werewolf who has hypnotic abilities. They can even possess the bodies of the men she met before.” This is the first time Amora heard him speak at length. He turned to Apollo. "Does Candy have it?" Apollo nodded, making Liam glare as he remembered something. Only Amora was confused here.

the young woman asked. "Ghosts, Love." "Are you telling me that ghosts exist?" whispered Bianca. "I'm a fucking werewolf, Love. Why shouldn't those motherfuckers exist?" snarled Black. _ Those motherfuckers need to die... shit, they're already dead! How do you kill a fucking ghost?" whined Maska, putting his paws over his eyes.

His eyes travel from my bare to my chain-marked arms, to the look on my face. “I was going to say something but you were looking pretty focused. Didn’t want to interrupt…….whatever this is.” Ghost’s anger builds again and my claws extended. “What are you doing here” I growled moving towards him slowly. His grin widens, not at all moved by the sight in front of him. “Easy now, Kael. I’m just visiting a friend.” Ghost doesn’t believe him. Neither do I. I can smell Aria’s scent on him……he touched her. Ghost’s voice in my head sharpens to a blade.

He just stared at me which in return, gave me disgust. "You already forgot me, huh?" He chuckled. "We met in Rocca last month and after 3 days of talking, you ghosted me." Oh! I ghosted him. "S-Sorry?" only I can say. I heaved a sigh. "I don't want to trifle away this chance to invite you in a coffee date before you will go home. Don't worry, I will drive you home." Huh? I already ghosted him already, right! It means that I don't want to be with him anymore. So, why he's still inviting me?

He drummed his fingers on the table. “Ghost. No last name. Adopted by Christopher Blackwell as a child. No blood relatives listed. No history of lasting relationships.” Vladimir put special emphasis on that word before trailing off. “Greymount, you said you sensed something earlier?” “I have commitment issues.” Snatching the olive from my drink, Ghost placed it between his teeth. “My favorite food is pancakes and I last took a shit this morning. I’ve also been having this reoccurring dream lately—”

“Oh, it’s nothing. Of course, I should treat Maisie well.” She handed me a gift box and asked me to open it. Inside was a gold lock-shaped good-luck pendant. Everyone gasped. “That must have cost a fortune!” In my previous life, I was pleasantly surprised that Zoe even remembered my birthday. Seeing such an expensive gift moved me even more. However, I had not known then that the pendant was a cursed one! Once worn, it would swap my fate with her boyfriend’s! Back then, I ran a high fever for an entire week. There was no warning, no explanation. Even the doctors were helpless.

there was nothing to hide anymore my body was drenched completely hugging my body’s curve revealing what’s beneath the illusive baroque pattern . He can see my body . He gently succeeded in pulling off the dress from my body and stared at my eyes at the various mixed emotions we can see in each other's eyes. kissing every part of my body he backed away he whispered in my ear as he gently went on top of me. “You know that I really love you right “ as he finished his word he kissed me , pressed his lean body on my drench one. As our lip parted , I uttered “Do love really feels like that if so then it is really something to die for “. She said closing her eyes.

--------------------- GUILT is one of those emotions that feeds on itself. With every bite, it gets a little HEAVIER. -Sadie. --------------------- Dolores pursued her lips and didn't continue talking to Noami, their room's door was locked shut by some magnetic field, Dolores had already felt the strength running through her legs now. She wanted to go out and investigate. It seemed that the ghost liked to scare them one by one, giving them enough time to rest in between, so twisted.