Ghost Tower Of God

She is known as the Loveless Woman at her workplace because of her unapproachable nature. Five years later, she moves to a new house to get away from gossip and rumors. However, she is far from freedom when she encounters a handsome but annoying man in her new home. He loves to pester her and claims that she is his wife when they are not even married yet. He is eager to expose their relationship but since other people have a bad impression of her, she desperately hides the relationship to avoid ruining her career. It is also because her companion is not even a human. Her life gets even more complicated as she tries to understand who and why he even exists in her house.

Note: *This is not a horror story!* --- Olivia Jillian Hunters has it all— beauty, body, brain, money, friends, the perfect boyfriend that every girl wanted, and the haters, of course. But because of a broken heart from knowing that her boyfriend has been cheating on her with Sydney Roswell, her long-time enemy, OJ got into an accident that caused her to be in a coma. She woke up one day and knew that she was not in her body... not even near. She is now a ghost. When OJ overheard that her physical body is living with a machine for life-support and will not go for long, she panicked as she doesn't know how to stop her parents from letting her die. In searching for help, she found herself wandering in the academy and learned that Sydney is the only one who can see and hear her. Will she ever ask for help from the girl who she hates and hates her back even more? #this is a story of love and hate between two girls

His father disappeared; his brother committed suicide. Thomas Mayo, the God of War, returned, and he swore that he would take revenge…

My husband's adopted sister invited me out to dinner, and while we were eating, disaster struck—a violent earthquake shook the ground beneath us. My husband, a firefighter, rushed to the scene as quickly as he could. But fate had a cruel plan for us. We were trapped beneath a massive boulder, unable to move, and the rescuers could only save one of us. He made his choice. He chose her—the adopted sister who had always been frail and sickly—over me, his wife, who was five months pregnant with his child. I begged him, pleaded with him to save me. But he turned his back on me. The boulder pressed harder, and I felt the sickening crack of my arm breaking. He didn't even flinch. "Alice has always been weak," he said coldly. "If I leave her here, she'll die." But when I died, he lost his mind.

SARAH Green is twenty-one years old, beautiful, broken, depressed. She couldn't leave behind the sorrow of the death of her late boyfriend. Her father wants to see her happy. He wants her to tie the knot with Luce Edwards. She doesn't want to do anything with this. Her boring life takes a turn for the worse and something hidden for her in the future when she goes to meet Luce Edwards as her father insists. An incident! And everything changes. She saw the ghost of her late boyfriend. Louis!

Alex Robert Macrobat is 30 years old. She was a Lesbian and was born as a human. She became a werewolf when her mother was killed by the werewolf. She abandoned her home in the countryside and went to the United States. She met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex gave birth to a son, Prince Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and looked like his father, Kim. The werewolf race multiplied and became a community. One day, the old werewolf chose Prince Kai as the new wielder of the supreme god, the twelve-tailed werewolf to lead the clan. The other clan didn't agree and declared war against them. Prince Kai, the half-werewolf son of Alex and Kim, is destined to be the wielder of the supreme god Werewolf. But the other werewolf clans don't agree, and they declare war. Prince Kai is one of the alphenos who possesses the most powerful supreme god. But all the alphenos were hunted by the group of evil werewolves, the rouge werewolves. Will Prince Kai survive and become the next werewolf's ancient supreme God? This is a story of love, loss, and redemption. It is a story about finding one's true identity and embracing one's destiny. It is a story about the power of family and the importance of fighting for what is right.

The phone had fallen and disassembled and the call, disconnected. "Who, who, who are you?" She became a heavy stutterer in an instant. The man who stood at the door to the kitchen walked forward and the light illuminated his features. He was lean and tall, very tall. Dressed in a white long sleeved shirt and dark suit pants, the few exposed parts of his body were ashen, lifeless and cold, like a bleak winter day. "Marry me." These were the two words that came from the deathly pale lips of his emotionless face... ********** Moving away from her overprotective parents, Geneva thought that she could finally lead a stress-free life. This was ruined when a ghost demands intimacy with her, his soulmate, to recover his lost memories and body.

Evelyn was killed on her wedding day by her husband's ex only for her to show up at her wedding. Did Evelyn really die? if she died why is she back?

Katherine Salazar. A girl from Spain whose life changed the day she first held a knife. She learned early that silence can be sharper than any blade. Her weapon a slender knife, always hidden beneath her clothes. Her adopted parents named her "Ghost Knife". She moved like a shadow—silent, precise, deliberate, clean. As she grew into a woman, her beauty captivated—and haunted— people around her in ways almost impossible to resist. When she took a mission she wasn’t supposed to handle herself, it tore her world apart, everything changed. She was caught by two brutal twin—opposites in behavior, different in power, identical in blood. Instead of ending her life, they chose to use her skills for their own dirty work. But then things got complicated. When both twin fell in love with her. A forbidden love, dangerous and consuming. Her next mission was supposed to be simple: eliminate the twins’ greatest enemy. But the target… was her “dead” father. "Dad?” My voice barely escaped, thick with disbelief, my vision blurred by unshed tears. “Kat?" His voice trembled with shock, more startled than I had ever seen him. In a fluid motion, he lifted his left hand, swift, precise—and the guards froze, stopped as if caught in a web of unseen power. " Y..You , I saw..." My words faltered, the knife quivering in my grip.

On April Fool’s Day, my CEO husband cut out my heart to save his childhood sweetheart's son. After the surgery, he tossed me into a cold rental apartment, where I died in agony. Three days after my death, my five-year-old daughter played in the room as usual. Walking by the sofa, she wrinkled her little nose and mumbled, "Mommy, there's a weird smell in here." She touched my face and murmured, "Mommy, are you pretending to be Snow White? Why are you so pale?" She shook my arm harder and raised her voice, "Mommy, it's my birthday today—get up and blow out the candles!" Confused, she picked up the phone and called her father. “Daddy, did I make Mommy mad? I lit the candles, but no matter how much I call her, she won’t wake up.” On the other end of the call, Patrick Hart’s voice was cold and impatient. “What could possibly be wrong with her? She’s just pretending to be asleep for sympathy. It’s Johnny’s birthday, I’m busy. Don’t bother me! Tell your melodramatic mother to stop playing her little tricks. I don't have time to humor her." My daughter removed the candle from her bun, pinched off a piece of the bun, and fed it to me. "Mommy, I made a secret wish… I really wish you could hold me again, just like before."