Ghost Of My Past Girlfriends Novels & Stories

she said with a laugh as we parted ways. I made my way smoothly through the crowd as I greeted a few people that I knew and smiled charmingly at everyone else in the process. Unfortunately, the rotten feeling inside of me was right and my dear friend from school was truly here and wanted to see me. As to whether she wanted to see me as Diana or as Dahlia, I wasn’t quite sure. I’m sorry, Bradon, but I really can’t keep on running away from the past. I apologized to Bradon silently in my head as I took the first step in facing a ghost from my past.

And I can't wake up to her scent covering me. 'Why? Do you think you’re going to actually start feeling something for the girl you continuously push away?' Ghost mocks me. 'I'm not going to feel anything for her. She's nothing to me. But the more time we spend with her, the more time her scent is under our skin, the harder it's going to be for you when she's is no longer needed. Just saving your heart.' I respond. He roars in my head and disappears to the back where I can't see him. I pull open my laptop and start looking through the latest finance report.

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?”

And now i’m stuck with this arrogant cock. “Cold fish,” i thought bitterly, i squared my shoulders and walked away. Missing Nora like crazy. Maybe i have to use my toys tonight.

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 know. He was so aloof. He was too preoccupied for me to ask him anything. All I did was look at him. And you know what?” “What?” “I smelled him and he still wears that perfume - Guilty.” “Guilty.” Mandy also said at the same time as Annie. “Isn’t that crazy, huh, Mandy?” “I think you tagging along with him is crazy enough.” “Haha, right! Hey, I gotta go. Bye.” Mandy put the phone down. Did she just hear what she thought she heard from Annie? That she wanted Herbie back? They did have a past and maybe it was better to continue a story than to start a new one with her.

him slowly hissing as she sinks down onto him earing a deep sigh from them both. He lifts his hand and touches her faces God baby I have missed you so much. oh really like you didn't do this with anyone. No not one just been waiting to be able to come back to you. what about you he ask as he kisses her neck. well I ahhh he stops and looks at her you uh what. who who do I have to kill for touching what's mine. you promised when I left you wait for me. Well you didn't say you be gone 7 years a mean a woman has needs. A woman what about me my hand has been my best friend every night waiting to come back to you and you went a fucked what some Bata or something. Hey now I didn't say that you did

“It's ok. I'm a strong girl. I'm really sad because you left me again. But, I'm glad we can still meet, even though things are like this. I loved you and I will always love you, until we meet again someday. " Khanza could not focus on Kenzo's explanation in front of the class. At the moment, English lessons are in progress, but Khanza is not paying attention. In fact, English is the girl's favorite subject. However, the evil spirit's explanation, as well as the story Kenzo had told, were all the same. Everything fits. So, that means, me and Kenzo were husband and wife in the past? Me and Kenzo are the reincarnations of Khanza and Kenzo in the past, two hundred y

"You're not that girl anymore. I can see it from here. When's the last time you had sex?" I cocked a brow at him. "Why?" "Just humor me. When?" Rolling my eyes, I thought about it before replying, "I don't know- a week ago?" Gabe was my last partner and memories of that made me shudder. It was the perfect example of who I didn't want to be anymore.

The weeks blurred, each one carrying my quiet endurance. Then, a much-needed distraction arrived. Amy and Jor, my two closest friends, were about to visit. To maximize our time together, I took two days off, eager for a long weekend of shared laughter and camaraderie. Our first night out, we decided to hit a pulsating club downtown, hoping the vibrant energy would drown out the ghostly shadows in my mind. I embraced this opportunity, desperate to unwind, to temporarily forget the aching, unrequited love for my ex-mate, the ghost of what Anderson and I could have been.