Ghost Psychic

It's difficult to live a normal life when nobody else can see your 'friends' and everybody thinks you're a crazy man who speaks to himself. Wei is a lonely man with a special talent and an unexpected crave for sweets. After helping a stranger he finds himself saving people's lives together with a skeptical cop and they will have to join forces for a very important cause…

A pedophilic catholic therapist, a sucidal little satanist, the ghost of a girl who needs to be avenged, an abominable catholic priest... Life is an endless circle, but Adulf Cain thinks he's found the sense of life once lost... The life that Adam lost forever in paradise. but in this new garden, the dice is rolled by two portals, they are waring... One for, the other against the birth of a child that might be the only prediction humanity needs for doom... And she is a young woman. God's messenger mustn't spare her... But now he's drawn even to fall in love .

Love or Fate #1 "Run. As far as you want, Winter. But remember, I will always chase after you. Surrender to me or live on the run. Your choice.” After getting hurt and betrayed by her chosen mate and pack members, Winter escaped and promised never to believe in the concept of mate anymore. She lived well by herself until one day, the Moon Goddess played a prank on her fate by making her meet with her fated mate, the Alpha of Dark Moon, Dante Verlice. Despite the heavy pull toward Dante, Winter still wants nothing with him, but Dante is hellbent on making her his Luna. With Dante's unwavering spirit to pursue her, the ghost of Winter's past came to the surface again. Torn between love, desire, and fear, which path will Winter take? The one that led her straight into Dante's arms, or the one that pushed them far apart. Follow Winter's journey as she deals with the trials of love.

It was my first day back to school and I had fallen into the arms of my chemistry teacher, Mr. Dalton. I had planned to scale through the remaining semesters in Bellingham High School like a ghost but it seemed impossible because I kept running into the arms of this man who made my body burn with desires and my world spin. He’s my teacher and I'm his student but I prefer to be called His Pet. There was much more to know about this man, much more than I had expected.

Alexandra 'The Duchess' Madden grew up loving MC life. She thrived on the danger, the closeness, the idea of playing on the wrong side of the law. What she didn't love, was being shut out of business and being denied being heir to the club due to the crime of having a vagina. Moving away with her closest friend, they went solo, and the Valkyrie MC was born. In all the hub bub when she was younger, the Duchess lost her chance at true happiness with Neil 'Ghost' Whitlock. When he reappears nearly ten years later as the second in command for a club she is allied with, it's like they never separated. Now, though. She's the ruthless boss of what is easily accepted as one of the most dangerous clubs in the country, and that means she has enemies, enemies that would love to take advantage of her being attached to someone. Can they get through it together? Or will her enemies manage to tear them apart?

The day Jasper Carter's terminally ill ex, Natalie Klutz, gave birth, his parents—Josephine and Raymond—hired ten bodyguards to keep me, his actual wife, out of the hospital. But I never showed. Josephine clutched Natalie's hand. "She's not getting near you or the baby." Jasper wiped Natalie's forehead. "Relax. Dad's got men at every door. If Emily shows, we'll toss her." Hours passed. Still no me. Jasper finally let himself breathe. He didn't get what my deal was. He was just granting Natalie's dying wish—to be a mom. The second the nurse handed over the crying baby, he smiled like everything was finally worth it. If I came tomorrow and said sorry, he'd forgive me. Hell, he'd even let me raise the kid. What he didn't know? I had just submitted my paperwork. I'd leave the country, join Doctors Without Borders, and ghost him for good.

Hae Jin, a lonely depressed ghost, falls in love with his special one, Tae Jin, the only human who can help him remember his past, settle his unfinished business and crossover to the other side. But things gets more complicated when he finds his feelings for his special one and about his about his past as well. What about his love for Tae Jin? Tae Jin isn't gay and he also have a girlfriend. Will he ever return the same feelings he had for him? Will Tae Jin be alright being gay? Dating a ghost? This is the beginning of He's Special To Me. Read more to find out.

Ioana has never had it easy. As the wolfless omega of the Redmoon Pack, she’s been a constant reminder to everyone of what she isn’t. Shunned by her parents, humiliated by her packmates, and heartbroken by the Alpha’s cruel rejection, she feels like nothing but a ghost in a world that doesn’t want her. But then, in a cruel twist of fate, she becomes the mate of Alessandro Bianchi, the ruthless High Prince of the New Moon Kingdom, who doesn’t want her either. When Ioana’s pack offers her to Alessandro as a political pawn, everything spirals out of control. The mate bond pulls them together, but Ioana refuses to be a pawn—she flees. Alone and desperate, she discovers an ancient bloodstone that unlocks her magical heritage. But her peace is short-lived as Alessandro forces her into marriage, marking her as his captive. On the day of his coronation, Ioana’s true power is revealed, and she stands by his side as the rightful queen—but even that isn’t enough to stop the betrayal that lurks around every corner. With the pack, her family, and even Alessandro’s own secrets threatening to tear them apart, Ioana must fight for her throne, her identity, and the love she’s not sure she can trust.

I tried to die a hundred times to make him notice me. For two years, I was Shawn Scott’s wife in name only—an unwanted bride bound by a scandal, left to live in the shadow of another woman. My parents only saw my faults. My husband only saw my mistakes. As for me? I saw no way out. Every time I tried to end it, I’d wake up again, bruised and humiliated. I was greeted not with concern, but accusations such as "Why are you so selfish, Zoe Jennings?" or "Why can’t you be more like your sister Yvonne?" It wasn’t until my hundredth suicide attempt that I finally understood: I was the only one fighting for a love that never existed. So, I stopped. I walked away. I disappeared. I gave them what they wanted—my absence. However, when I left, the man who never looked at me twice started chasing the ghost of the woman he thought he knew. By the time he realized what he truly lost, I was already learning how to live again.

This isn't a love story, but almost a love story. Irina and Eric share a world through dreams and time travel. They have a strong mutual understanding about the feelings they have for each other, at the same time understanding that they cannot be together. Eric: I open my eyes and find myself standing alone in an empty room. The ceilings and the walls are neatly painted white. And the floor is composed of polished light brown wood. And there is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light comes from. A bright yellow and pale red orange light tells me the sun is setting and soon it will be dark. Eric is a ghost who always appears in Irina's dream. Irina: I open the door to the bedroom. There is a dark brown framed window at one corner where the light is coming from. The yellow orange light passes through the open window. I see Eric standing right there on the spot captured by the yellow light. ‘You came back.’ I said. He stood there looking me in the eye. I almost died. Irina is a time traveler who may or may not change his fate. They alternatively tell a bitter sweet story. Love doesn't always mean together, sometimes it is deeper apart. Eric: I stand alone in the rain looking at the dark sky where all I can see is water, for it is both the rain and my tears flowing to my face. Irina: And suddenly it is no longer my reflection I see inside the mirror. What I see now is a figure of a man. I draw closer to see him clearly. But the closer I walk towards him, the farther I become from him. I couldn't get close.