Novel & Cerita Ghost Romance

"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

Cosmo looked at Liam closely, as she tiptoed and then kissed him on the lips, which made Liam was surprised to receive such thing. However, he couldn’t take a step back, or even raised both of his hands, as he wanted to push her hard, so hard that this witch would die, but of course something like that wouldn’t happen. “What? Do you like my kiss?” Cosmo asked, she wrapped her arms around his neck, as she leaned against him, she stared at him with that suggestive smile. “We can spend our eternity in this place and we can use it to know each other, don’t you think that was a great idea?” she chuckled.

"I am sorry Cassandra '' he whispered to her, held her close and put her face to his, their eyes locked together. Cassandra stared at the set of blue eyes in front of her, she felt so speechless and the tears in her eyes flowed non stop. Dennis cleaned her tears with his bare hand, their gaze still fixed on each other as nothing but total silence erupts. They stood like that for a minute, not saying a word to each other, each one trying to fight the desire that was rising in both of them, their heart began to beat so fast. Slowly, Dennis drew his face closer to hers, she didn't move but stared at him, her body wanting every bit of whatever he wanted to do to her, Goosebumps over filled her s

"I'm sorry your majesty. She was my female and I loved her so much. This is how it all happened; I normally visit my fellow ghost every time I'm free at home and on this very day I went to visit him as usual. I spent so many hours with him and was coming back when a female blocked my path from afar. I screamed at her to know why she was blocking my path but she started sobbing." "I stared at her in amazement not knowing what to do and wanted to turn back but my emotional part got the best part of me and I strolled closer to her. I pulled her closer to me and started rubbing her shoulders in a gesture to calm her but yet she wouldn't stop, my top was already soaked due to tears, and not havin

The portal opened like a sigh, He stepped into a garden overgrown with sorrow, The Archive didn’t look like a building. It looked like a heart cracked open, stone ribs arching into the sky, vines curling around monuments built to lovers who had never met, or never stayed. The scent of wilted roses and rusted promises filled the air, A ghost greeted him at the gates. She wore a wedding dress stitched from unsaid goodbyes. “You seek the fragment,” she said softly. “I seek my daughter.” The ghost wept soundlessly. “Then you must give me a love you swore would never fade.”

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

Gelo has never made you feel this way, which is reasonable since you never loved him in the first place. but Genesis right in front of you, staring at you like you are an expensive gem to him just made you feel some other type of the way—just a single touch can make your organs explode. Gelo notices your nervousness, so he brings his face close to your neck—his lips biting your skin, which made your bare blossoms hardened. his arms still wrapped around your waist, his hands traveling your bareback. you never felt like this before...is this what you call affection? is this the feeling that you needed?

She stumbles, caught between them, and Ghost rises with the calm of a man who expected this. “Get your fucking hands off her,” Bone snarls, stepping right into Ghost’s space. “She’s not yours,” Ghost replies coolly, not backing down an inch. “No one claimed her. Far as I’m concerned, that makes her free. So back the fuck off.” “You think she wants you?” Bone shouts, ignoring the growing circle forming around them. “You think she’d ever fucking pick you?” Ghost smirks. “Pretty sure she already did. She was in my lap, kissing me. You were off playing tonsil hockey with someone else, remember?”

"She's out to get me. She faked her death. She faked the whole dramatic exit. She'll show up once I've paid my dues." He clung to that belief. It was all he had. Even if the love he felt was nothing but a side effect of some drug. Even if that love had curdled into something dark. Nora was beside herself, crying next to him. Francis watched her, and after a long pause, a sly grin spread across his face. "Yeah, Natalie loved me. She'd come running back the second she heard I was off the market." Nora, eyes red and swollen, looked up at Francis on bended knee and heard him say softly, "Nora, let's go ahead with the wedding, okay?

Her father had stormed out after a fight with her mother, and she had crawled beneath the staircase, clutching a necklace with a cracked-heart pendant, desperately trying not to cry. No one had been there. No one should have known. Unless- She pressed her hand to her mouth, suppressing the sob threatening to rise. This wasn't just about Damien, or Aidan, or revenge. This was something from long ago. Something far more dangerous. A ghost from her past had returned, and they weren't after her heart. They sought the truth. A truth she hadn't yet uncovered herself. She rose slowly, wiped at her tears, and gazed at herself in the mirror.