Ghost Story: Love Destiny Novels & Stories

This is as dangerous as it is delicious though, and I hurry away under the guise of fetching the drinks. On the other side of the gallery, I take a breather by the champagne table, trying to figure out what the hell is happening. I've been faithful to Desiree all these years, and I have no inention of changing that. I love my mate, am fiercely proud of her and loyal to her. And I know she's been the same to me. We're fated mates, and that is not something either of us take lightly. So why, all of a sudden, amd I intensely attracted to another woman?

Riley placed her palms on that ghost's chest to push him away but the ghost won't even budge. "P...please ghost." She stammered. "Shhhh..." The ghost hushed her and she froze. Her heart was beating so fast that she was sure it would come out of her ribcage. The ghost was strong. So strong. She could feel his hot breath on her forehead. Her breath hitched when she felt the stubble of the ghost on her cheek. OH, GOD! Ghost was a male spirit! Her fingers gripped the fabric of his shirt tightly in a fist as she felt the warm lips of the ghost on her cheek.

The door banged shut and Destiny stumbled over to the small bed and collapsed on it. She sobbed into the pillow, lamenting her fate. “I won't mate with Johan,” she mumbled, wiping the tears away. “I would rather die than mate with that bastard.” When she was done with her crying, she stripped off her clothes and slipped on her nightgown. The light gauzy material of the sleeveless gown caressed her body and fell to her knees. Pulling the thin sheet over her tired body, she tossed and turned. Her stomach growled faintly, and she remembered she had skipped her lunch as well as dinner. Curling up into a fetal position, she tried to relax her mind. There was nothing she could do about the hunger

She asked herself but the answer is nothing except hurting him at the end. She thought he would’ve fallen in love with someone else in these past years but he didn’t just like her. Even for her, life is tough. But he got all the chances to get himself another woman but he waited for her, not intentionally. Is this called destiny? Once Charlotte prayed to God that she has been with her parents and Jaxson lifelong, after seeing the shooting star. But her prayers didn’t happen and she loved all her faith in the Almighty. They again met now; she wondered what Jaxson had prayed at that time.

¿¿¿ We seen boy chasing girl for love everytime but for a slight change girl chases boy for love♡♡♡ The love through hate the obsession through hate ... Is the hate is going to play a major role in their life ... What the destiny planned for them.. Destiny where do I find you? Destiny where can I look for you? Destiny where are you hiding? Why are you hiding from me? Destiny what are my options? Destiny which door is open for me? Destiny do you have anything for me that I might want? Many question...they both have to find their answer...will they???

She reached out, trying to touch the fleeting glow, but her fingers grasped at nothing. "Nathan, if there's a next life, I won't betray you again…" The light of the sunset slowly faded, and the cell was swallowed by darkness once more. Through the haze, a voice seemed to whisper. "If there's a next life, I don't want to meet you again. Goodbye, Helena…"

And yet, amid the warmth of his embrace, Cindy’s earlier claim echoed once more: That man in front of you is our destiny. Destiny. The realization hit me like a tidal wave, crashing into every part of me and stealing the air from my lungs. It wasn’t just fleeting emotion or a sudden spark of affection—it was something profound, ancient, and undeniable. This was far greater than the fragile connections I had known before. This was destiny itself, an unbreakable bond crafted by the hands of the Moon Goddess, stretching across time and space to bring us together.

I love you. Your Destined, Elentari I didn’t understand. I left the room and the place was almost a ghost town. Most of the patrons were gone, a few were there holding the women close to them, but then I felt it. A sharp stab through my soul. She was gone. It hit so hard I fell over, trying so hard to stand back up, needing to find her. A young girl stopped me, motioning for me to follow her. I entered a room and dropped to the floor again. My Destined was on a bed, her hair done, and a beautiful purple dress hung perfectly on her body. I cried. For the first time, I cried tears of true sorrow. I moved to the bed, pulling myself up a little to kiss her forehead. That’s when I saw the bottles

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?”

For a second, something rare happened — his lips curved into the faintest smile. Ghost: “We’re in love.” The words hit the air like thunder, simple yet seismic. Leah’s mouth fell open slightly. Leah: “You… and Maya?” Maya nodded, her eyes bright. Maya: “It’s true. We didn’t plan it. It just… happened. And we’re not running from it.” Ghost’s voice, usually hard and sharp, carried something else now — warmth. Ghost: “For so long, I fought for shadows. I fought for people who never loved me back. I fought battles that left me hollow. But with her…” He reached for Maya’s hand, gripping it firmly. “…with her, I finally know what I’m fighting for.”