Ghost Romance Novels & Stories

The words pierced his eyes: “Vincent, I kissed you once because I wanted to know if you were really human. But your lips felt like fire, and your breath burned my lungs. I thought that kissing you would turn you into a man. But you remained a fox. I am just a girl, and now I'm all alone.” Vincent stumbled backward, his chest heaving like a trapped beast. “No…” His voice faltered. “That kiss…Camela…it was real. You wanted it.” The page responded softly with her clear voice. "I sought hope, but I didn’t find it in you." His claws tore through the paper. As it ripped, blood oozed from the edge, dripping onto his hands. He halted and muttered, “Camela’s blood…” The ghost’s voice purred softly. “

Ghost’s lips trail soft kisses over my face, his tenderness a stark contrast to the raw intensity of just moments before. As the haze of pleasure fades, I wait for the regret, for the guilt to creep in. But it doesn’t. Instead, there’s a warmth in my chest, a quiet sense of peace as I look at Ghost lying beside me. His gaze is soft now, his usual cocky smirk replaced with something deeper, more genuine. Maybe, just maybe, I don’t have to pretend this meant nothing. Maybe, for once, I can let myself have this. I relax into his hold, my breathing slowly steadying.

He gently caressed her cheek, his touch tender and comforting. Florence, her heart pounding, hesitated but eventually nodded. She knew that one kiss could lead to another, a dangerous path that could lead to heartbreak. But she could not deny the pull of his affection, the warmth of his touch. With a heavy sigh, she closed her eyes, allowing him to lean in. Chaos leaned forward, his lips brushing against her forehead. The gentle touch, the tender kiss, sent a shiver down her spine. It was a simple gesture, a silent promise of comfort and protection.

“Oh, Jace baby, don’t be like that. I miss you. Come over?” “No, Carmen. I’m seeing someone. I have to go now.” “Jace, you better not hang up on me!” She practically screams through the phone. And that’s exactly what I did. I hung up. I finally finish my journey to River. But now my nerves are back and I’m pacing in front of her door like some weirdo. I knock on the door, and I come face to face, with the most beautiful sight. Her beautiful eyes, her plump lips. Her dark hair curled. She’s in a burgundy dress, with black stockings. I just want to kiss her.

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

I want to forget the fucking world right now. “I didn’t like you touching Ghost.” He growls lowly as he breaks our kiss. He grabs a fist full of my hair to pull my head back, exposing my neck. “I didn’t like touching him. I feel dirty because of it.” I admit. I feel so nasty on the inside and the outside that I had to flirt with Ghost. Touching him made my skin crawl. I hated watching Ghost eye fuck me every ten minutes or so. I think that slimball would have had his tongue down my throat if he wasn't busy packing drugs. The second I sat down next to Ghost, I realized Zane was right. Ghost would drug me to rape me or worse. Ghost isn’t a good person. He’s the type of slimball that drugs wome

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She spoke elegantly and winked at her sister. All the dreams you had went to waste, but I will make sure Amanda accomplish them for you. Angela beamed ‘don’t look at me like that,’ Angela spoke to her picture with love “Sis do you like him?” Maria asked, Angela recalled her words ‘I do,’ she replied shyly. Well, I did then but now all I feel is rebuff for him “Good, because tomorrow you two will be meeting, at the guest rooms near the corner, and yes guys will have s**.” She joked as she took off the mug from Angela’s hand

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

She said, gazing into his blue orbs. Bryan gazed at her tempting cherry lips, slowly leaning in. Amy stood on her toes and closed the gap between them. The kiss was slow and passionate, as their tongues danced together. Bryan’s hand wrapped securely around her waist, bringing her closer to him, to have a better feel of her. Their kiss was soon cut short by Bryan’s ringtone. “Excuse me.” He politely said before leaving the bedroom to pick the call.