Novel & Cerita Ghost Of My Past Girlfriends

"Ah… I can't take it… That new toy I just got should feel amazing, right?" It was the weekend. My girlfriend, Marissa Thomas, had gone out with a few of her college roommates. Before she left, she said her godmother wasn't feeling well that day and asked me to help keep an eye on her small convenience store. I'd just seen off a group of customers and was about to head to the storage room to move some drinks piled near the entrance when I heard those sounds. And I'd watched enough videos sent by my perverted roommate to recognize what kind of sounds they were instantly.

I looked around to see Tristan grab my medicine and the jelly before picking up the glass of water he had dropped and placing the empty glass on the table whistling Zara to follow after us as we exited the infirmary. "So bailey have you got anyone waiting for you to come back or are you by yourself?" Tristan's voice made me shiver as he stared intently at me before turning his head to look at some people passing by. "I-I’m by myself." I heaved out a breath as my vision blurred " the last group I was with um they uh died like a few days ago well I think they died. I was on a supply run and when I came back they had been attacked by a pack of those creatures and I um well I escaped and here I

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.

"If I were you, I would waste my possessiveness on someone else." "I wanna waste it on you, I'm your girlfriend." "Come on, stop trying to convince yourself that you are, we stopped dating a long time ago." "By a long time ago, you mean when they died right?." "Yeah." "So, you faked it when they were alive?." "Why?!" Her eyes were already getting watery. "I was forced!, I never wanted you and you know this." "There has to be something down there, the feelings can come back..."

But Deacons hand kept me anchored. My mind went slowly blank as I stopped in a dark room. a voice whispering in the dark corners kept me in place. "Hello?" I asked into the void, "Anyone there?" I asked, secretly hoping no one would whisper back to me. "Agapitos." A feminine voice rang back. It sounded so familiar but I couldn't quite place it. The room grew darker but smoke started to fill the floor. I shook with fear as the feminine voice came.closer repeating the same word. over and over again.

“ She never cried for me when Brianna and her were discussing instead she wanted me dead. Her phone began to ring and it was Brianna calling. “ Do you want to pick this call ? Patrick asks. “ Yes” she says and Patrick gives the phone to her. “Any news? She asks. “ No” she says . “ I will call them both” she says and Brianna hangs the call angrily and she stood up from the couch with a creased forehead. “ oh my God , my head is really hurting, I thought this foolish mother of I said she had everything in control and till now there is no sad news call from their honeymoon that the bride is dead , definitely she is enjoying the honeymoon with my husband, my ex husband, wait I life mistake that

My eyes widened, and my nails dug into my palms. Gianna continued speaking slowly, "I believe Seb hasn't told you about us, but then again, if he had, the truth would have been exposed. "But I just find it very strange. Why hasn't your memory returned? Is it because you don't want it to, or is there some other reason? But none of this really matters now..." She hesitated briefly. "Ms. Sinclair, surely you haven't forgotten the face of the love of your life, right?"

And the other, still holding onto his past while pretending to move forward, keeping one hand on his girlfriend and the other on his ex. Michelle chuckled. "Lizzie, don’t say that. I was young back then, that’s why I left Ryan to go abroad. "I’m just taking back what was mine, isn’t that fair?" My phone vibrated. The number on the screen was unfamiliar, but the repeated digits at the end made it obvious who it was. I answered the call, looked at Michelle, and let out a cold laugh. "Sure, don’t worry. I wouldn’t stoop to fighting over someone’s leftovers, and I certainly wouldn’t lose sleep over it."

“Diana brought back a ghost from my past. Rachel, my ex fiance, came to see me today.” I say as calmly as I can, and the voice goes silent.

Once a Fool, Now a Queen Aurora Sinclair’s POV *** *Ghosts That Never Rest* It was supposed to be a clean break. A fresh start. But ghosts didn’t care about fresh starts. I should have known the past would find me, should have known it would come wrapped in an all-too-familiar voice. “Aurora.” One word. My name. And suddenly, I was twenty-two again, reckless and in love with a man who had left scars I had never fully acknowledged.