Ghost Of Love Novelas e Histórias

Even after ninety-nine rejections, I never thought about quitting. I really thought the hundredth would be it. Thought if I just loved her hard enough, we'd finally make it to the altar. To her, my love was a joke. A game she played to see how far I'd crawl before I broke. She fed her ego on my devotion, but never once cared. I was just another option—a backup she could drop anytime. Everything I gave—every second, every bit of love—turned out to be worthless. So I left. Her. Quindt Corp. Carmoria.

But if the vampires truly have him, they’re the only ones who know the truth. I walked back in to speak with her and make sure she was okay. Despite how much I hated vampires, if he wasn’t part of her life anymore, I didn’t care. There was no love for Calous, if there was, she should have remembered something, instead of looking almost scared of him. What the hell am I thinking? Am I really looking into her love life so I… I was beginning to believe that she really didn’t have this disease Hexeon. She wasn’t there, but Griff stood there, arms crossed, an expression on his face that said I was in store for a lecture. Even though I should be the one giving it. He took the contract.

She smiled. “I should thank you. You taught me what it feels like to be fucked like a memory. To be owned by grief. To scream for a man who was never even looking at me.” Her voice thickened. “You used my pussy like a burial ground.” He snapped. Grabbed her wrist. She didn’t pull away. She leaned closer. Her mouth brushed his. “Does it make you hard?” she whispered. “Knowing you fucked your dead lover’s ghost into me? Knowing you made me come on a cock that wasn’t even meant for me?”

Caius’s fingers stilled and I nearly cried out in fury when they resumed with a feverish, single-minded intensity. “Don’t … don’t say things you don’t mean, wife.” Still holding onto Ghost’s throat, Damon rutted into the male, his slick cock making all sorts of vulgar sounds as it slammed into Ghost’s ass. With a roar that had my eyes widening and wetness gushing from my pussy, he came with a roar and slew of curses that started out husky and trailed off into a desperate whine. Ghost looked up at Damon with hooded ‘fuck-me’ eyes. “I love watching you come.” A lazy smirk tugged at his lips. “And now it’s my turn.”

That I was only here to give him heir. "Vampires cannot fall in love with humans." Tears started stinging in my eyes as I walk towards Alex. " It's Forbidden."

Franco is just a part of my past. He’s my ex-boyfriend. He also became my first boyfriend and no one followed him. Until I fling and just had no label on the others after Franco and I broke up. One of the reasons why I’m into ghosting men is because of what happened between us. I’m afraid it will happen again. The trauma I got from the separation of the two of us. We didn’t have a proper break up because he left without even letting me know. He did not inform me the day of his departure. He didn't talk to me before he left, he didn't even apologize or inform me that he didn't want to and we broke up.

“Now relax and look again.” It finally dawned on me that Isabelle was a ghost speaking to me. I hadn’t spoken with a ghost in quite some time, but I still remembered how to focus to be able to see one. I allowed my eyes to relax and my vision to blur. Sure enough, there before me stood a full apparition of my dear friend Isabelle. “Hello, my friend,” I smiled. “Hello,” she smiled back. “I miss you already,” I whimpered. “I’m so sorry.”

His nose must’ve picked up on them as they were halfway close. “Vampire.” Sia informed. “How do you know?” Teya asked, back as they whispered as if the vampire couldn’t hear them. “Ladies welcome to the Red Chalice. How may I help?” The man asked, leaning against the podium damn near placing his nose on Teya. “You smell super fantastic love.” “Um..Thanks must be the perfume I put on.” Teya replied playing the role of the naïve woman. The man smirked an evil grin that made Teya want to throw up. His tongue exited his mouth to moisten his lips as he looked at her. “No it is a natural thing I assure you. You both get in free. And enjoy yourselves.”

said Ghost when Yume had still been in the church earlier. “The person I’ll end up falling for…? Who could that be? Actually… It… couldn’t be him, right? The person they refer to as Mr. Crawford…?” Shaking his head, Ghost then replied, “Quite unfortunately so…” “Unfortunately? Now why would you say that?” “While it states here that you’ll definitely end up falling for him, he won’t love you in return! It’s just a sad ending since both of you will never be together!” explained Ghost before sighing.

“Because you can see the aurora there. And when the aurora lights up the sky, it hides the Milky Way from view.” She was no longer Xavier’s brightest star. No longer his miracle. The starry sky, once beautiful, was now nothing more than a painful reminder. She was dying. And if nothing else, she wanted her soul to be free—free from this love that had broken her heart. When she returned home, she found her bedroom door wide open. Clothes and shoes were scattered across the floor, as if someone had ransacked the place. Even the medical report she had carefully hidden in her nightstand was gone.