Ghost Romantic Novels & Stories

I asked "Because the human heart always fall in love, no matter how hard your heart it, someone will definitely emerge to soften it up one day and when that happens to you, I am gonna remind you that I told you so." "Trust me, it won't happen to me, I've spent my years ignoring girls and focusing on my ambition and it will continue that way" I said. "Let's make a bet then, if you ever fall in love with a girl, you owe me a trip any country of my choice." "And if I don't?" I asked. "I'll take you shopping?" "No you'll also sponsor my trip to any country of my choice" I said "Deal" she said. "You should start saving up money to take me on a trip" I said and she scoffed.

She wanted to hit the back of her head for thinking about this intimate thing. “For you,” Harman said with a smile and sultry eyes that made her heart flip again. Her eyes went to his extended hands, which held a bouquet of fragrant white and yellow narcissi and a box of Raffaello chocolate that had crunchy coconut around each piece. That was actually her favorite. She wondered how he guessed. Nonetheless, the flowers and chocolate box were unexpected for her first date in Romania.

She opened the door, looked at the delivery guy who just spoiled the romantic moment she was about to have again. "Thank you" she said and quickly shut the door with the box of pizza in her hand. "You didn't cook dinner?" Dennis asked, walking closer to her as she placed the box of pizza on a table in her living room. "Yes" she briefly replied, still realizing what just happened but the thought alone delighted her so much. "Are you hungry?" She turned at him and asked him. To her surprise, she found Dennis standing so close to her that their nose met. Dennis' eyes were filled with desire for the woman he loves, deep inside him, he could feel the love in his heart growing into deep passion th

she whispered, her voice trembling. For the first time, he looked directly at her, meeting her gaze fully. “Scarlett…” he began, but his voice broke. She closed the distance between them and kissed him. This kiss was nothing like the first. There was no hesitation, no slow discovery. It was a collision. It was the culmination of a week of avoidance, of unspoken words and stifled longing. It was desperate and hungry, a silent admission that all their carefully reasoned parameters were meaningless.

The more I attempted to dismiss the thought, the more insistent it grew in my head. After supper, he had indicated a wish, and I thought about it again. All the innocent things that moms imagine about when they picture their newborn boys entering the dating world—growing close to someone, having a partner—were reasons why Tom desired a girlfriend. But seeing him writhe on the couch after the sexual scene confirmed my worst suspicions that he was still struggling with the same hormonal impulses that had plagued us all in the past.

Beyond her toxic apple scent, I can smell several male wolf scents along with some bodily fluids I’d rather not think about. “Oh, shit.” Ghost whispers. “Does this mean our mate is going to hang you by the ceiling from your dick?” “What?” I freeze when I remember Lenora’s warning. I grabbed this woman to stop her fall. I sniff my shirt. I’m coated in her scent. “Fuck.” “We can still go on that date if that’s what’s hangin’ you up?” She tilts her head. “I won’t take your money and run.” “Well, you’re already a dead man walking. Might as well pay the nice lady.” Ghost shrugs. “Not going anywhere with her nasty ass, but if she saw where Minnie went, whatever.”

Georgia asks angrily. I know this is my cue to leave, but my feet stay rooted to the ground. I tell myself I don't want to hear his response, but I can't stop my heart from beating fast in anticipation. “Love?” Roman says, laughing in a scornful manner that has my heart dropping to the bottom of my stomach. “Love is not a real emotion, so I do not feel it. What I feel for her transcends mere love. I'm obsessed with her, I live for her.”

I love the giggle she makes when Fran is funny. I love her. Dexter- Tell her! Me-is it too soon. Dexter-Nope! This morning tell her your love you love her. Me-Hey any idea how to do something romantic? Dexter-that is a joke right? Me-Ki you awake? Ki-Not really. What’s up? Me-I want to set up something extra romantic for Marcella. I want to tell her I love her. Can you help me?

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

She then looked at him leaned in for kiss it felt like it lasted long but it was just for a few seconds “Do you like it” he asked looking at her as she blushed then he dragged her and kissed her again Dating Mateo felt like living inside a painting. He took her to hidden cafés. To quiet beaches outside the city. To late-night music performances. Sometimes he would sketch her while she talked. “Stop moving,” he said once. “I’m not moving.” “You’re breathing too loudly.” She laughed. “You’re impossible.” “And yet you like me.” He couldn’t deny that.