Ghost Of My Past Girlfriends Mga Nobela at Kwento

He didn’t remember her, but now that she was in front of him, her face was undeniably a familiar one, albeit she looked much older and her skin had gotten many wrinkles. “Auntie, I am Lucas Hernandez. The childhood friend of Sofia. I came to her to visit an old friend.” The middle-aged woman froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer Lucas’ statement. “Do you remember me, Auntie? I used to play at your family’s house since I was little.” Lucas explained further. The middle-aged woman’s face somehow grew more ashen. It was as if she was panicking. “No, I don’t remember you!” She quickly got up from her sitting position.

She had no idea how I had those, and did that mean that I knew everything? When she saw that Tim was the one who sent them, her expression froze. Ever since Tim returned a year ago, he had been constantly sending screenshots of their chat to me, subtly pushing me to back off and withdraw. Now it all made sense why I had stopped kissing her a year ago and why my attitude toward her had changed so drastically. When the unbearable sounds echoed through the hall, Sarah suddenly rushed forward and slammed her hand against the screen. “Don’t look! Nobody look!” she screamed. “This is fake!”

" As she spoke, her legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor. My senior instinctively moved to help her, but when she caught sight of my expression, she stopped, made up an excuse, and quietly slipped away. Only the two of us remained backstage. I took a deep breath and looked at the woman I had once loved so deeply. Six years of feelings couldn't be faked. It wasn't something I could just abandon because I'd changed cities. I buried myself in work simply to keep from falling back into the vicious cycle of a failed relationship. And yet, Jenna refused to let me go. I forced down all my emotions and slowly regained my composure. "Jenna, people don't become bad overnight. I know we once l

He kisses me sweet and passionately and leaves his cock inside me till he eases away. "I love you Mandy",he says, kissing me passionately. I moan and climax before I can return the sentiment. This was the best experience I ever had but I know he loved fucking April and a small part of that will always haunt me. They were ten years into a relationship and I'm new to this. He loved her or so he said. I know she was executed but I still get flashbacks. I just hope with time that every time we fuck or make love I won't get flashes of them. I feel him kiss my head as he positions us to lay down.

You could’ve powered the city with the drama pouring out of her. “OH MY GOD. YOU HAVE A MARK.” “It’s not a mark!” “It is! That’s a KISS MARK. A—oh my God—it’s a LIP-GHOST.” My eye twitched. “What the hell is a lip-ghost?!” “A ghost of a kiss! A spiritual smudge of sin!” “I will throw you out the window.” She collapsed onto her bed in manic laughter, legs flailing like a dying insect. “Alina. You’re so dead. You definitely weren’t with Nick. WHO WERE YOU WITH?!”

“Y-You’re supposed to be. . .” “Dead?” she smiled, pulling up a stool and sitting across from me, legs crossed like we were about to have coffee. “Yeah. That’s the story, isn’t it? The tragic, mysterious girl Roman forgot. The ghost from his past. But ghosts don’t stay buried when you touch what's theirs.” I stared at her, shaking. “Why are you doing this?” “Because Roman Sinclair doesn’t get to move on. Not after what he did.” I didn’t understand.

he explained and the pain in his voice was just weird. "he loves you as well, Chris, " I said and he chuckled. "no, no he doesn't, and all of that because he blames me for the death of his girlfriend, who he accused me of loving, " Chris said and I stared at him. "his girlfriend?" I asked and I think he realized what he said because he just stared at the ground, and I asked again "Chris what are you talking about?" "I shouldn't say, " he said and I stood up and started trying to calm myself down and said, "Chris, you know, they say, never piss off a pregnant woman and especially if she's a mafia princess, " and I think he started to think about it.

Tasha was devastated about the reality of her being a ghost. She thought she was dead, she had dreams. Even if she acted like a slut whose only interests were parties and getting boys hard for fun. She wanted to be a doctor, just to save lives. But everything was never gonna happen for her, and she thought everything had ended for her.

"I have never told my familiars to hide things from me, and you're all aware of it too. Whatever you know, I must know of it as well." Gomi exhaled deeply and then, lowered its head to the same level as its master's head. "I merely shared a piece of your past love life with her," it revealed calmly. Hue squinted his eyes, astonished. "My past love life? When have I had one? I couldn't recall." To date, Hue had never cared about his past because they were only fuzzy memories that were not worth his time. All he cared about was to reunite with his destined partner, Jennet Lockhart, and aside from that, he paid no further attention.

Sashi exclaimed but the ghost Clark only gave her a smirked. "My Clark, huh? Are you sure you're not my girlfriend." He asked but she only rolled her eyes. "Of course! But you're a pretty little womanizer. You have a lot of ex girlfriends." Sashi utter with her usual bitter tone whenever talking about Clark's love life. "So this means you believe on me now?" He asked, out of context. "No, maybe I'm just d-dreaming." She answered, stuttering. The ghost Clark laughed mockingly.