Ghost Next Door Novels & Stories

he teased, nodding toward the mysterious door she had often pondered about. Anna nodded, her heart beating faster with excitement. “Yes,” she whispered, her smile matching his. “Come on, let’s see,” Xavier said with a playful giggle, taking her hand as they headed toward the closet together, anticipation building between them. Xavier gently took Anna by the hand, leading her toward the closet door that had always piqued her curiosity. As he opened it, a soft glow from within greeted her, and she stepped inside, her breath catching in awe. The closet was transformed into a beautifully intimate space, filled with carefully arranged pictures of her, surrounded by flowers and sweet-smelling cand

She looked at my bruised face, then past me at the cramped living room. ​"So," she said, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. "This is where the Ghost lives." ​"It isn't much," I said, closing the door and locking it. The sound of the bolt clicking felt different tonight. It felt like we were shutting the rest of the world out. ​"It’s real," Chloe said. She walked over to the kitchen table, running her fingers along the edge of my worn-out textbooks. "No mahogany desks. No hidden cameras. No Senators watching your every move."

My name is Neil Gates. Home alone for the summer, I'd stepped onto the balcony one afternoon looking for a thrill. I pulled myself out, scanning the windows across the way for the young wives in the opposite building, settling on a target to fuel my fantasy. Just as I was furiously working myself while watching a woman in nothing but her bra and panties, a crisp, clear laugh rang out. Startled, I quickly tucked myself away. Following the sound, I spotted a soft, innocent-looking eighteen-year-old girl standing on the neighboring balcony, staring at me in shock.

"We can trace the feed, get a location." Ayesha looked at her team. They were right. She knew that. But Neera didn’t have time. She pulled her wrist free from Adrian’s grasp, determination hardening her features. "I’m not waiting," she said. "I’m ending this. Tonight." A Reckoning in the Dark The location the Ghost had given was an abandoned factory on the outskirts of the city. It was the kind of place where things went to die—old machinery rusted in forgotten corners, the air thick with the scent of oil and decay.

We won’t let her near him again. We start the final stair. The air gets cleaner with each step, like the house itself is relieved to be rid of us. Caitlyn’s box hums in my hands. Tabs hums back, off-key to be petty. I grin. We are so bad at being daughters. At the ground hall, the night splits open, cold, stars on the sky and trees leaning in like gossiping aunties. Neptune appears from shadow, two fingers up, perimeter clear. Trucks sitting dark two clicks out. We ghost the treeline home.

She shoved him aside and walked off. Pierre just stood there, stunned. Tears burned his eyes. That was it. Over. Cameras caught everything. By the time she was gone, the clip was already online. [What's going on? Didn't Sonia Quindt just get stood up by Hedley Hart? Why's Pierre jumping in now?] [Now Pierre's trying to swoop in? Shameless.] [She looks furious. Guess she's still hung up on the first dude.] [Who even is Hedley Hart? How's he got her like this?]

My Next Door Mate 20 Gianna rang the doorbell countless times before Stephanie came to open the door. Stephanie was shocked to see Gianna at her doorstep and she raised her brows in confusion peeking out the hallway. "That's Lisa's door over there" Stephanie said to Gianna pointing at Lisa's door. Maybe she was mistaken somehow. "I know" Gianna grunted. "I've been trying to reach her since this morning, she missed school and she's not also picking her calls, I'm worried about her. I was hoping to stay here till she's back" she said

“I haven’t wanted to say nothin’, since it makes me sound crazy. But, since the doc’s had similar stuff goin’ on, then maybe I’m not so crazy after all. I’ve been seein’ people who aren’t there. Not shadows, like the doc saw, but real people in broad daylight. The other day I was sittin’ at that table over there talkin’ to Roy and I heard voices outside. Knowin’ the night shift was sleepin’ and the day shift should’ve been on the mountain, I looked out the window to see who it was. I didn’t recognize the three men standin’ outside talkin’ to each other so I went to the door to see who they were. When I got to the door, they were gone.” “Perhaps they stepped behind a building,” Adam o

I walked into the kitchen with my mother trailing behind me. "Glad you're finally getting to relate." My dad called from behind. I tried not to roll my eyes. If relating meant being locked up in a cupboard then I didn't want to. I entered my room and shut the curtains. The last thing I wanted to see was anything related to the house Nextdoor. As I collapsed on my bed, my eyes caught a simple lemon stick on notes plastered on my window. Curiously, I tiptoed to the window and peeled it off. Instinctively, I raised my eyes to the room opposite mine and saw someone looking at me with an amused expression on his face. It took me some minutes to recognize him.