Ghost Of A Chance Book Novels & Stories

Parth reached school at his usual time. He saw Eva was going ahead of him. "Eva..Eva.." he ran to her and patted on her shoulder. " Hi..Parth.why are you gasping like hell? " she asked, " Did you see any ghost? "and bursted out laughing. " I tell you one thing..please visit any Otolaryngologist. I'm calling you from the main gate but you're listening. So, i had to run to reach you." Parth said while gulping his deep breath.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. Taking a Chance on Love (The Youngers Book 2) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2018 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of br

“Hurry, Father. You must help Ian!” Adam steeled his nerves, took a deep breath, and forced his legs to take him across the hot, charred ground as fast as he could. He had to weave around a few spirits who were so opaque and dense that they could have easily passed as real people. He debated whether they were even aware of him as they moved aimlessly about in a zombie like manner.

I guess we are due for it. Zane and I are heading to a club in the city. It’s a very popular supernatural club, but it’s also a trendy human club. It’s one of the few places where supernaturals and humans can mingle in peace. Zane knows the owner. Apparently, Ghost, yes, his name is fucking Ghost, and no, he isn’t actually a ghost, stupid. Anyway, Ghost is a dark fae who owns the club. He's a sleazy dude who likes slightly crazy women. I’m slightly crazy, so I will be a little flirty, gag. I don’t want to flirt with this loser, and Zane isn’t thrilled either, but if Ghost thinks I’m interested in him, then we have a better chance of getting information or keeping him distracted so Zane can w

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.

Hold that thought. Darkness fell around me as the Jeep rattled over another pothole. How could I even think I had a second chance? Second chances were rare, I didn’t even know of any vampire to have one. My hands tightened on the steering wheel, gritting my teeth until the tip of my fang pierced my lip. Because she said I would, the whisper of my subconscious still gripped to that hope.

“Did I hear the wrong sound? But, I am absolutely sure that earlier there was a sound like someone's sigh. But who was that?” Abby tried to keep quiet. She kept waiting for several minutes, but the same voice had not returned. The existing situation made the woman who graduated from Agrada National University sigh heavily. Her facial expression looked a little relieved. "I may have been dreaming. There could not be any ghosts in this penthouse because all was well. Yeah, I must have been daydreaming, or I was just too sleepy, so I was imagining strange things instead.”

He drove with purpose, and I, like a phantom shadow, drifted along in his wake. I followed him as he made his rounds in a department store, buying things he had never once considered buying for me. It wasn't hard to see the distinction between love and indifference. My ghostly form seemed to grow heavier with every step, weighted down by the bitterness of seeing the man I had loved so deeply pamper another woman so thoroughly.

48 Alex The phone in my hand felt like a block of lead, its faint glow casting an eerie light across the darkened room. My thumb hovered over the screen, trembling as I stared at the message for the third—no, fourth—time, hoping that somehow the words would change or that I’d wake up from this nightmare. "Luckily for you, that imbecile Liam took the bullet. You should’ve been dead by now. You’re lucky, but your luck won’t save you forever. I’ll strike again, and next time, nobody will help you. You’ll die, Alex."

The girl said and Xander chuckled. " Fuck love, fuck boyfriend. I am not in a relationship, do you really think I have a boyfriend. That's never going to happen, with that said can we start." Xander said. " Yes sure." The girl said happily and she start striping. << Lilith class>> Lilith gaze was still on her book when she felt someone walking towards her and she raised her head to see a finely structured body made girl with a pretty face. "Hi." The girl waved.