روايات وقصص ضمن Ghost Of My Past Girlfriends

"I'm sorry, Nathan. To be honest, I haven't fully gotten over you yet. However, I know there's no hope for us anymore. You're right. People should focus on the future. It's time for me to find my own path in life. The five years I spent with you were the happiest years of my life. I will never forget them. "Forgive me for being too weak to wish you and Cecily a happy marriage in person. I hope you two have a blissful and blessed life together." Setting the letter aside, I got up and looked for Cecily. I'd found my new life, so it was indeed time for Wendy to find hers. The past should be left behind, like ashes after a fire. What lay ahead was a future waiting for all to discover.

“Haha! Do you think what you are? Your wife is never as good as my wife! Never!” “You dare disparage my wife, don’t you? Do you want to fight? “I’ll never fight with you. Pure will disparage me if I do that. The elderly will never fight with urchins!” “...” Pure was very uncomfortable because of their argument. She called the maid next to her: “ Go there and find the reason why they scream too much like that because they ruined the face of our Galaxy Trade Union.” Not only the Galaxy Trade Union’s face but also her face.

Meanwhile, Ria, who heard that, blushed even more. “Tsk… are you a ghost or what? I can't believe you didn't have a girlfriend back then. Tell me! How many girls did you date in the past?! you playboy ghost!” Ria suddenly threw a sofa cushion at him which of course went through his body. Kevin made a dramatic face. “What? How dare you accuse me! I'm just an old ghost stating facts and you accuse me of being a playboy for praising a beautiful woman? What kind of human are you…” He spoke as if it were a theater play.

My grandfather couldn’t keep his wife, my uncles couldn’t keep theirs, my father couldn’t keep my mom, and my cousins have a terrible history with their girls, and so don’t. My history with my girls has been the worst so far. It got so bad that my last girlfriend nearly went insane from loving me. Simon tried to use my past against me, he tried to make her run away from me. I pushed the steering so hard as I thought of her deep frown when she said,

I didn’t want to remember him;the way his mouth felt on my skin or the way his touch lifted me to unimaginable heights. All the while, he crushed my heart like it was worthless, like I was worthless. A shuddering breath left my lips as I brought my glass of wine to them. This was the reason I always avoided thinking about him. It made me feel like shit. Reaching over to the side table for my laptop. I checked my emails. It was better than thinking about the bitter past. Only one email sat in the secured mailbox. To: The Ghost From: Don Good answer. I’d like to book the next six months of your exclusive services. Max three times per month, as initially agreed. Monthly retention two hundred th

“No. You’re not. Something upsets you. I can feel it.” I dropped my gaze because I couldn’t lie to him, and this mate thing was really beginning to infuriate me. “I’m good. I have to go back inside.” “Don’t go until you tell me why you were running absentmindedly, Nirvana.” He used that bossy mafia tone on me, and I hated it. “I’m fine. Anyway, your girlfriend is looking for you. She said you’re ghosting her again. You didn’t show up in your house.” I walked away while he was confused.

"I remember nothing from my previous life but I happen to know that this was my home at a certain point in my life, you are my soul mate and to recover both my memories and my body, intimacy with you is needed so, marry me." Geneva recoiled instantly with all her might. Someone give her a bucket, toilet, anything. She wanted to vomit blood. She made a wailing sound from her throat. It sounded like a laugh and at the same time, a cry. This sound could scare even a ghost but luckily, this ghost seemed to be more rigid than a wall. She thinks: Am I supposed to be happy that I at least got a modest ghost who wants marriage before intimacy. One who thinks marriage before intimacy with it makes it

I ask, not able to stand the silence anymore. "I'm not sure, but the spell shouldn't have worked that way." "What way?" She looks up at me. "It's like it brought your past true loves to you. When it should've brought your current one, Lance." "Only it took a while to work on Lance, but first brought Kiarr and now this other ghost." I lean forward, placing my head in my hands. "What am I going to do?" "Okay, we'll figure it out." She rubs my back. "Give me a few days to consult textbooks and speak with the necromancer professors-"

I answered, and she pursed her lips together and nodded her head. “And what made you think that I want you to be my girlfriend?” She asked me another vexing question, and I stood up to get near her, making her step back a little. Yes, fear me, dear. “You don't want to be messing up with this ghost. And you absolutely know what I'm capable of doing, biatch. I could be so annoying. Well, why would I think you like me? Easy. I can feel it. Your friends could see that you like me, too. I know you believe that we are soulmates. And I know you like me. Very sure.” I asserted, and I pouted my lips when she went laughing out loud.

My eyes snap to him, sharp and warning, but he just raises his hands slightly, still grinning. “I’m just saying,” he adds. “He’s not wrong,” Ghost murmurs with a shrug, his arms crossed as he leans back. “All the other old ladies had been here months before they were claimed. Slept with a few different guys. Red hasn’t.” “Could be she thinks she made the wrong call,” Glitch adds, eyes flicking toward me like he’s watching for cracks. “All it takes is talking to someone and feeling that instant connection.” “Okay, shut the fuck up,” I growl, the words rough and low. “If you lot keep going, I’ll ban every guy in this club from breathing near her.”