Ghost Story: Love Destiny Novels & Stories

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.

he says picking up two glasses from the waiter tray; he hands me one and cheers the Stark couple with the other glass. A few seconds later he bids them farewell and walks further, many men greet Argon and he returns the gesture by taking a small sip from his drink finally guides me into a private room. He swings the door open and holds it there for me to enter first; I follow. “My dear Laura, It’s such a delight to finally meet you” a lady in a long black gown and dangling necklace and earrings says in an edgy tone. She stool up from her chair and walked towards us.

It was serene and beautifully maintained, and the grounds were cleaned daily. After wiping the tears from my face, I drove alone to Guthram Cemetery. The weather was perfect that day. After I arrived, I slowly found my way to Sebastian's grave. My hands trembled as I touched the headstone, feeling the engraved words. "In Loving Memory of My Husband, Sebastian Lockwood." Sethian had buried Sebastian here under my name. All the strength that had kept me going seemed to vanish in that moment. I sank to my knees in front of the grave and ran my fingers over the words. My eyes were fixed on his photograph.

“She’s better than good. But I won’t leave her in the dark.” Ines hesitated, then nodded once. “Just don’t forget—ghosts can’t love the living. It never ends well.” He didn’t turn. “Then I’ll haunt carefully.” Outside, the storm broke. And in the silence that followed, the world felt smaller—tied together by the steady echo of one pulse, and the woman who now carried it.

“Look at her! She’s ruining my reputation! That horrible woman! I hate her!” Lucas tried to calm her, “It’s okay, honey. The fortune teller said the fate swap is in progress. Just wait for a few more days. I’ve got her fate. We’ll never run out of money. “I’ll take you shopping for houses, cars, planes, and yachts! Will you still care about something this small then?” Zoe was mesmerized by his promises and held her breath. “Honey, promise me you’ll love me forever.” “Of course.”

The Ghostly Betrothal Vigil was the final rite before the deepest solstice nights — held in the moonlit Ghost Hall where the manor’s ancient spirits manifested most clearly. Ethereal figures of long-dead lords, ladies, and the Bound Spirits drifted through the vaulted chamber, their translucent forms replaying fragments of their own tragic love stories and broken pacts. It was here that powerful Alphas traditionally made formal offers of marriage or alliance, the ghosts acting as silent witnesses and judges.

“Why did you make Steve say it? Where is he now?” “Dead and six feet below where he is supposed to be,” Ghost said. “He betrayed your love for him for two million dollars, love. You can’t trust humans, my love. They are not for us.” “You would never tell me what to do again!” Rhea cried. “I promise you.” “I just wanted to teach you a lesson,” Ghost said. “I wanted to show you how evil humans are. And that promise I made to you about releasing your mother on your sixteenth birthday, forget it.”

Destiny brings everyone's end and it dawned on me that it was my end today. "Poor you Price. You will remember this night always. You will remember me always. Even if you want you won't be able to move on from me, because Everytime I will come to haunt you like a ghost." "You will never be happy Price. If I won't get you then even if the girl who you get along with, won't have you. You will be with her, but you won't be hers. She will cry in front of you, yet you won't be the man enough to wipe her tears. Good bye Price. Your time in hell starts now!!"

I was already getting sleepy and what way to rest my head and my child's than sleeping. I woke up in the evening, famished but strangely energised from all the strees that came in reading the diary of Corey's aunt, if only it was this early in finding the gem the same way I found the book locked up inside of her room.. "Muna; guess what?". Lucia barged into my room without knocking.. "What is happening ? Did you see a ghost". I checked the door and then back to her.. "Nope, but I found something in Isabel's diary, it will shock you". She responded, knowing fully well that I was dying to know more..

she cried out, tears streaming down her glowing face. His claws dug in deeper, blood trickling down his arm. “Hold on to me! Don’t let go!” Her voice cracked like a broken glass. “If you love me…why didn’t you end my suffering?” His heart shattered as his eyes blazed with gold. “Because I don't want a world without you in it!” The ghost’s laughter echoed through the void. “And now, fox, you’ll know the cost of love.” The ghost shadow yanked her from his grip.