Ghost Wife Comic Novels & Stories

The money in my wallet will not decrease. *** Zara's POV Me and the flirtatious ghost are already in the cafe near HIS company. I rushed to choose a seat by the window, away from the flirtatious ghost who was in front of the door like a welcome statue. I immediately called the cafe waiter to ask for the menu list. It didn't take long, the cafe waiter brought 2 menu lists for me. Wait, 2 menu lists? "One for me. Don't be so greedy." said the voice beside me while taking the menu list from my hand. Flirty ghost?

He looked at me unbothered as he suddenly released my mouth. “You’re not Gavin!” “What the hell are you talking about?” “Let go of me!” “Not until you calm down, wife-” “You’re not Gavin! My husband was supposed to be at work right now.” I said, oddly enough, I think I saw the corner of his mouth twitch. What the fuck? What the heck is funny? Glaring at him, he fake cough as he looked composed as he was before. “I finished early, wife-” “No, you’re not. You’re sus. You… You’re a ghost”

“Haha! Do you think what you are? Your wife is never as good as my wife! Never!” “You dare disparage my wife, don’t you? Do you want to fight? “I’ll never fight with you. Pure will disparage me if I do that. The elderly will never fight with urchins!” “...” Pure was very uncomfortable because of their argument. She called the maid next to her: “ Go there and find the reason why they scream too much like that because they ruined the face of our Galaxy Trade Union.” Not only the Galaxy Trade Union’s face but also her face.

Another distant relative seemed to be a faint blue image posing in front of an enormous mural he had painted on commission. The women's ghosts were strong individuals, not types. Each had boring lessons for the two Asplundh girls, who listened politely unless the figure was an explorer, a world traveler, a spy, or an actress. Becky asked the spirits about more distant ancestry, but the ghosts may not have heard or understood, and anyway, they had to fit a lot into a brief appearance.

"Sir, it seems you forgot about the red ghost." Liam, who had just heard about it from the flat owner, suddenly lost his temper. “Tony, I'm not going to listen to superstitions anymore. So, stop!” Roy interrupted. “Red ghost is a female werewolf who has hypnotic abilities. They can even possess the bodies of the men she met before.” This is the first time Amora heard him speak at length. He turned to Apollo. "Does Candy have it?" Apollo nodded, making Liam glare as he remembered something. Only Amora was confused here.

"Shane found me in a bar. Said I looked dead. That was until some fucker was messing with me. He wanted to show off in front of his new little girlfriend, I hadn't gotten too far in fuckin' him up when Shane pulled me back. Told me about the Warriors. Thought it sounded like something that could save my life from either getting killed or being arrested. Austin made the same comment about how I looked dead because of my eyes, Ghost was created." "I'm glad you got patched in Ghost." I know more haunts Ghost than he lets on. I've seen the names of the men he has killed tattooed on him. I've also overheard my father mention some kind of mafia when it comes to him. I don't know the details, but I

The Ghost is my father's former lover, a crazy woman who is power-hungry even in death. My father, warned me about the restless of the Ghost of the forest, the woman he once loved. She planned to murder my father on their wedding night and consume his soul. When the plot was revealed the Wolf People Clan put her to death and she's been wreaking havoc on the world ever since her dying day. But now she has Lucia, a foolish girl, a pon in her schemes.

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

Even though we weren’t blood related he was just as fucked up as the rest of us, and using his magic to watch me play with Anastasia was the least of what he was capable of. It wouldn’t be the first time he popped in on one of us during a one-night stand, or when we’re unlucky enough to be jerking off. Marjorie hated that shit. She’d try and blast him with her magic, but Ghost would always pop out of existence as he laughed in her face. I never really gave a fuck. It didn’t affect me in the slightest, so why should I care? Even the thought of him seeing Marjorie hadn’t mattered. Now the thought of him seeing my wife …

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.