Novel & Cerita Ghost Roses

A NOVEL ON STOCKHOLM SYNDROME BOOK 1 OF A THREE BOOK SERIES *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains scenes that some readers may find disturbing… and also slightly annoying. “Miss. Iris, do you believe she has a point?” she asked and returned to her seat once again. “I don’t think so, her father and uncle deserve to go to jail.” My answer extracted a smile from her like she was proud of my response. “My name is Christine; I am a renowned medico-legal psychotherapist. Been in the business for over twenty years and that is what a case of Stockholm syndrome looks like. In my years of experience, we see situations similar to this but its our job to help the victims realize” “Wow…” I started, really amazed at what she had said and what her work entails. I was only concerned why they locked me in a room with a psychotherapist “it must be difficult at times” I added. “yeah, its difficult every time” she laughed “but today isn’t about me, I have a question for you.” There was a brief pause in between before she carried on “Does Hunter deserve to go to jail?”

Vampires started hunting werewolves for their magical blood in order to satiate their thirst. This caused a hundred-year war between vampires and werewolves that has brought werewolf kind to the brink of extinction. Freya truly believes she might be the last of all werewolves. She searches all over the world but struggles to find anyone else like her until she arrives in Alaska and gets a strong scent of sandalwood and a hint of coconut that sends her senses into overdrive. Cole Wright is the last Alpha. With only seventeen members left in the Moon Spirit pack, Cole does all he can to save his kind from extinction. However, the longer he goes without his mate, the weaker he becomes and when a tall, long-haired woman comes walking into his territory smelling like lavender and roses he isn't convinced she's real. Worse he believes Freya was sent to finish off what the vampires started long ago.

“You look like her… but you’re not her. Are you?” Nina never asked for this life. But when the powerful Whitlock family offers her a chance to wipe her family's generational debt in exchange for one thing—becoming their dead daughter—she says yes. Now, she lives in Adelaide Whitlock’s mansion. Sleeps in her bed. Wears her clothes. Even answers to her name. All she has to do is fool everyone—Adelaide’s icy parents, the ruthless elite ruling the six families, and worst of all… the two men who knew Adelaide best. Axel, the perfect fiancé who seems too loyal to be true. Nathan, the forbidden flame who stirs up feelings Nina should not be having. But as Nina digs deeper into Adelaide’s past, cracks start to show. Memories don’t line up. Secrets bubble beneath the surface. And the biggest twist? Adelaide’s ghost—figuratively or not—refuses to stay buried. Now, Nina must choose: Keep the illusion alive… or destroy it before it destroys her. But what happens when ghost you're replacing refuses to stay dead ?

On Valentine’s Day, I discovered that my brother’s fiancee, Erika Gibson, was cheating on him. So, I tried to tell my brother, Nathan Clinton, about it. However, he yelled at me. He said that I was trying to ruin his relationship and told me to leave. Erika then asked her lover to deal with me, so he kidnapped me. He mocked me for being unable to speak and forced me to sell 200 roses at the night market. I asked Nathan for help, but he replied impatiently. [Moon, I can’t believe you’d lie about something like this… I don’t have time for your games.] I was accidentally hit by a truck while Nathan was having a wonderful time with Erika. Haha. I was finally free, but I wished I had a different brother.

I was about to get married, but my boyfriend of nine years had no idea. Why? All because his recently divorced ex-girlfriend waltzed back into town, and he threw himself into her life without hesitation. The knight in shining armor was back, ready to save the day. The moment they saw each other, it was like a scene from a bad romance novel. Their gazes lingered, sparks flying, the kind that screamed, “Oh, we’re soulmates reunited.” To welcome her back, he had 9,999 Juliet roses flown in to decorate her room. Why? All because it was a promise he had made to her long ago. How sweet. Except for one small problem: I’m severely allergic to pollen. When I woke up in the hospital after an emergency rescue, I didn’t cry, yell, or demand answers. No, I pulled out my phone and texted my parents, "Please help me arrange a marriage. I’m done."

"I am not the ghost you are looking for." Three years ago, the timid and pushed-aside Lorna disappeared into the icy depths of the river, leaving behind a family that loathed her and a fiancé, Ezekiel, whose heart was as cold as the water that took her. Now, a woman named Vespera has arrived in City F. She is the new "Miracle" lead of the most anticipated thriller series in the country. She is sharp, brilliant, and possesses a terrifyingly beautiful grace that commands every room. When Ezekiel sees her, his frozen world shatters. The resemblance is haunting, the pull is magnetic, and he becomes obsessed with proving that the woman in the emerald silk is the girl he lost. But the evidence says otherwise. Vespera has no scars. Her medical records come from a different continent. Her past is documented, her family is accounted for, and most importantly, she looks at Ezekiel with the polite, empty eyes of a complete stranger. As Ezekiel descends into a spiral of obsession, trying to reclaim a past that may not exist, Vespera begins her "Script." Is she a ghost seeking vengeance, or a stranger playing a deadly game? In the world of acting, the greatest performance is the one where the lead actress forgets who she used to be.

Some debts are paid in money. Reina's family paid theirs in her. At twenty-one, Reina (a human) is handed over to Zaden Cole, the coldest, most powerful Alpha alive, as payment for a debt her family could never repay. She walks into the marriage knowing exactly what she is to him… Nothing She navigates his world with her head up and her heart locked because she refuses, absolutely refuses to break for a man who doesn't even know she exists. Zaden doesn't love her. Doesn't see her. His mind is consumed by a mystery woman he saved months ago, a girl whose face he never saw but whose memory he cannot shake. He keeps her bracelet in his drawer like a ghost he refuses to release. What neither of them knows is that the ghost he has been searching for has been sleeping under his roof the entire time. And when the truth finally surfaces, it won't just break him. It will destroy everything. Some love stories don't begin with a choice. They begin with a mistake that was always meant to happen.

Eve grew up in a small town. Having a difficult time she runs away trying to escape the ghosts of her past. Ghost don't stay away for long. After meeting a mysterious stranger and all around bad boy she falls back into her old patters. Eventually she's forced to face everything and everyone she ran away from...including her ex boyfriend.

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

On New Year's Eve, I returned home. At the welcome party, my boyfriend, Grayson Caldwell, suddenly appeared, holding a bouquet of red roses and a diamond ring, dropping to one knee. "Although this proposal comes a full three years late, our love will never be late," he said. "Alexa, marry me!" Friends cheered from the sidelines, all expecting me to nod through tears and say yes. But they had forgotten that three years ago, on New Year's Eve, he had promised to propose. That night, I dressed to the nines and waited until dawn—but he never showed up. Instead, there was only a cold phone call. "Tanya is sick. I'm busy taking care of her. You'll have to wait a little longer for the proposal." And so, on New Year's Day, I left the country alone, bound by a family-arranged marriage. I had already married someone else three years ago.