Novel & Cerita Ghost Love Story

"Please calm down Cilia, and-!" "Don't you dare tell me to calm down! Don't tell me such fucking shit! Don't ... Don't... Don't you dare... I don't want to hear that nonsense shit from you ever again in my life! NEVER…!!!" "I understand exactly how you feel, and I'm sorry..! "Fuck you! Fuck your shitting shit of sorry, you fucking ass hole! Heartless ghost! Why didn't you go somewhere else, why didn't you go fuck and impregnate someone else instead of me?! Fuck you!! Fuck you ass hole!!"

The way he had in the basement library, when he was trying to decide if he could trust me. "Ghost doesn't take money," he said. "He doesn't take favors. He takes pieces of people. Memories. Secrets. Things you can't get back." "Then we make sure we don't give him anything we can't afford to lose." --- The number on Miriam's card connected after two rings. A voice answered. Not male. Not female. Something in between. Processed through a modulator, scrambled beyond recognition. "You reached the line," the voice said. "State your business."

That all the years beyond me could not combine themselves to be sweeter than you. I kept waiting for you to call me. In this middle of the night, crying, to tell me you're sorry. To tell that you made the greatest mistake of your life. I kept telling myself that one day you'll come back, that you'll give me a reason to trust you again. That one day, you'll come back and make me fall in love all over again. I admit, I know it's stupid, and I know that I'm an idiot for believing that things likfe that happen outside of fairytales. But as much as my head knows that, my heart still leaves my phone on full volume every night.

he asked in heavily accented English. Grace smiled. "Of course. We used to be friends, but..." She let the sentence hang before suddenly changing the subject. "How's Chloe these days? Oh." She covered her mouth. "I forgot. She died a long time ago. I'm sorry." Her expression looked apologetic. Her eyes didn't. I tightened my grip on my champagne glass, barely holding back my anger. Grace kept going. "What brings you to Corvenia? Chasing love again? Selena, you've always been like that. You dive headfirst into love without thinking. Maybe you should open your eyes and make sure the guy actually wants you."

I'm an actress, and a very good one at that, and my career is just as important as yours! All the words and scenes swirled through her mind; the delirium of love, the disillusionment, the broken dream. It had been a love affair at first sight, at least on his part, full of passion and ardor and Jonathan had believed that when he finished his year-long internship in London, Gloria would go with him to Hong Kong, but she soon made him realize that this idea of a wife following her husband wherever he went to work was beyond old-fashioned and outdated; they were always arguing about it, between one passionate encounter and another until. the stormy romance ended.

Hecate was in deep thought as she rested on the roof near the window. Before she knew it, she was struck on the wing. She fell down the three-story building. In order not to disturb the neighborhood, queen Lorelai did not go after her. The bird lay helpless on the floor. She was not to be there till the following morning but she was too hurt to fly.

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.

But not even a long, lingering kiss could quell this nagging feeling in my belly. ~~ Ghost patiently waited for me in a cafe outside the train station, nursing a cup of coffee, probably his second, and an empty plate. “Sorry, I’m late.” I pulled the wooden chair across from him. A server instantly came to the table, taking my order. He shrugged. “It’s fine.” “Where’s Rain?” I asked, looking for her girlfriend. “Paying Amanda a visit,” Ghost murmured, typing on his phone, and soon mine pinged with a new notification.

Yong-rea crossed his arms in front of him and slumped down the tree a bit. “Why would the humans make a ghost story up about them?” If it was a god, how would people not know? I didn’t get it. “A Gumiho kills with a kiss. They appear as a beautiful woman and lure their victims in, and once they kiss, they draw out all of their life source into a fox marble. They gain all that person’s knowledge and energy. They have done that for thousands of years. All people know is that some go in and some don’t come out.” Yong-rae looked out into the forest with sad eyes.

He trailed off, gauging Ghost’s reaction, “The only reason Giveon went out to find her in the first place was for her to face the punishment for her crimes, she...” Ghost looked at him, “Just say it, I think there can’t be anything worse than not remembering my past.” “She had a misplaced crush on me, more like an obsession.” Ghost’s jaw hardened, that was a lie because there was one thing worse and it was knowing his mate had eyes for another that wasn’t him. It didn’t matter that he didn’t remember it, it still hurt and he was jealous.