Ghost Reading Book Novels & Stories

Was that how he knew she could see ghosts? I shake my head and turn my gaze back to the book in my hand. I turned to the first page and began reading through

Ghost explained. I closed my eyes and stopped pretending, letting out a sigh of pain and tiredness. It took a few minutes for us to arrive because Ghost was moving slowly, precisely so as not to hurt me anymore. I know the exact moment I enter the Imperial bedroom and open my eyes, Ghost lets go of my waist and I stagger, but I make it to the bed and lie down. My vision simply blacked out. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

Sometimes, I wonder if she’s the one I am feeling in this room. I don’t believe in ghosts or that shit. I grab a blue hardcover, with the name, ‘Herbs for healing sleeping sickness’. I flip the pages, leaning on the bookshelves, as the pages flip, a paper falls out. I grip it, the paper is nearly old, the edges almost torn off. The writing is legible.

She looked at my bruised face, then past me at the cramped living room. ​"So," she said, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. "This is where the Ghost lives." ​"It isn't much," I said, closing the door and locking it. The sound of the bolt clicking felt different tonight. It felt like we were shutting the rest of the world out. ​"It’s real," Chloe said. She walked over to the kitchen table, running her fingers along the edge of my worn-out textbooks. "No mahogany desks. No hidden cameras. No Senators watching your every move."

“Shhhh. We are here at the mountain, there are lots of ghosts here, if they heard you crying they will get near here. Are you not afraid? WARNING: Hi Readers! Please don’t unlock the succeeding chapters. I need to edit some grammatical errors and please do understand. If this note has been removed, you may now continue! Thank you and have a happy new year! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL ALPHA KING CHECKMATE NINE MONTHS Thank you so much!

I was gone, and it wasn't as though they could speak ill of me now, not while my body was being buried in the ground. Even my mother-in-law came. She was already a frail, tiny woman, but seeing her there made her appear decades older. Grayson knelt before my gravestone, convinced he was performing some act of atonement. But to me, his presence was nothing more than repulsive. After the funeral, he returned to the small apartment. Alice, starved for three days, lay there, barely clinging to life. The moment she saw Grayson, fear overtook her—a fear she couldn't hide.

the spirit mused then invited, "come over to the bookshelf. It's time we conducted a little research." Miranda rose her eyebrows in bewilderment and shook her head, "I guess." She sighed out, then she approached the bookshelf where the ghost started to point out which books Miranda needed to read. By the time Miranda sat at the small table, she had up to ten books piled on the wooden surface. "Now, let's start with The Legends of the Wolfe, then we'll read Creatures of the Moon, Myths Versus Facts, then we can go from there." The ghost coached.

Or to keep souls from returning to their bodies… My heart skipped. This was it. It had to be. I leaned in, reading faster, eyes scanning the next lines. Something about blood and sacrifice. This wasn’t the good kind of magic. It was the kind people buried and pretended didn’t exist. A knock on the door shattered my focus. I jumped slightly, slamming the book shut like I’d been caught stealing secrets. One of the maids poked her head in, cheerful and clueless. “Lady Cecilia, the dressmaker’s ready for your fitting.”

I pressed the book to my chest. My gaze bravely—against my will—traveled the corners of the room, into the crevices and along the shadowed walls. A soft whisper hit the base of my neck. “Don’t be fooled.” It was sweet like a woman’s voice, but it held malice, and I found myself standing in the midst of one of those paranormal investigation shows, where the friendly ghosts had moved on, and I was stuck with whatever the devil rejected. “I’m no fool,” I whispered back.

"With everything that happened. Starting with me trying to go back to Boston, then realising I'm a ghost. I went back there and jumped into that empty grave, Trying to kill myself" "Wait wait wait." Austin interrupted her, smiling. "You knew you were a Ghost, and you tried to kill yourself " he raised his hands in apology, as he couldn't control his laughter. He saw she wasn't having any of it, and stopped laughing, but the smile on his face couldn't fade away.