Ghost Ya Book Novels & Stories

*]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="88630483-7eb5-4271-b05b-c60c7df0102d" data-testid="conversation-turn-186" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant"> The silence after the Ghost’s disappearance felt heavier than the gunfire. Like the air itself was holding its breath.

He asked. Lexi worked at swallowing her potatoes first. She tapped the blue book on the table. "I was reading this book today. It's about a man named Martin that gets reanimated and he can hear a voice named Angel. Then he meets up with a girl named Carmen and they search for a dead body." "Dead bodies? What kind of books are you reading? Maybe you should stick to something with bunnies in it or something." Jack went to take the book from her. Lexi slapped her hand on the book. "No please, don't take it. I'm not finished yet." Her pleading eyes looked up at him.

, however, the end isn't always the reason it all ends, everything I've done, the people I've changed, the love I've shown, all of this will not be forgotten, while those who loved me love to live, I Ayla Marin will be alive in their beating hearts, the jeep has finally stopped rolling, I feel exhaustion take over my body, the pain in every inch of my bones is unbearable, I feel the blood drain from my skull to my vision it's cloudy, little by little my irises are closing, however, I'm still able to smell the smell of wet earth that brings back memories of home, just as I hear the sound of metal creaking in the background, I force myself to look at who's here , I just see black galoshes near

“Mini-reunion” Alaister POV, "ALAISTER" I saw a guy who's smiling at me I can't figure out who is he. But his smile is very familiar. "Who are you?" when I tried to touch his face my hand suddenly penetrate. I startled. He's a ghost?? "Alaister...I love you so much Alaister" his voice was cold as ice but at the same time, I find it sweet and scary too. "Wait who are you? And why do I feel the same??" I asked him while still trying to feel his warmth oh fuck he's a ghost Alaister!

"Gao Yu waked up immediately after the man disappeared. I guess I was really right when I thought most of my late actions was controlled, Gao Yu said as he brought close the book and flip it open. looking at the new page that has something written on it, Gao Yu can see a PIECE OF AN OLD BLOCK bodily inscribed and right under a note that said you have completed the side mission , a tip of an old block , Main Mission , the old block has been activated, Hint: a bed for ghosts, each has their own story. after reading that Gao Yu can't help considering whether this is what he wants to do, the man has already told him, he won't temper with his life anymore and Yu has already been turned by the boo

Currently, these two were on shift, responsible for the life and death cycles of all Nine Heavens. "Let me see what they're called." Goyard gestured, and an ancient black and white book appeared from the void. The cover read 'Book of Life and Death'. He extended his long fingernails and gently turned the pages. Though he did not actually touch them, the pages stopped automatically, displaying Chase's and the others' portraits and related information. Name: Chase Collins Ancestry: The First Heaven Race: Human Current Reincarnation Birthplace: Ninth Heaven, Earth

Hi guys... This is a new book called GARBA. I was inspired to write this book after watching one of my favorite web series: THE MEN'S CLUB. You can catch it on Red TV's YouTube channel. So please enjoy and leave a vote and a comment for the fulfilment of my soul. I really do hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. There will be frequent updates because most chapters are already ready. DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING BUT MY OC 'ZARA' AND A COUPLE OF OTHER INSIGNIFICANT PEOPLE. EVERYTHING BELONGS TO URBAN VISION, RED TV AND UBA BANK. THANK YOU. Enjoy!!!

I was about to read one, 'Home coming' by Yaa Gyasi. I was a bit depressed, because the year was gradually coming to an end. Christmas was fast approaching. And I dreaded it, as misfortunes happen to me few days to Christmas. I shuddered at the fear of what might happen this time around. Last year my wedding engagement was cancelled few days to Christmas. A year ago I lost my job few days to christmas, two years ago I almost got raped few days to christmas by a thug in the car park, thank God I was saved before he penetrated into me. I marked that day as a day I won't ever forget. Three years ago I was in a coma few days to christmas because my Fiance smashed a bottle of wine on my head. My

Too soft. Tristan stepped on something. It cracked. A child’s skull. They both stopped. “We’re standing on a graveyard,” he whispered. Yvette looked up. And saw them. Dozens of children. Ghostly figures among the branches. Watching. Silent. Eyes hollow. All of them with eyes like hers. One of them reached forward. And pointed. At Cara. Then… at Yvette. Then whispered, “She broke the circle. Now it must begin again.” --- That night, as they sat beside a dying fire, Yvette opened the last letter she’d found tucked inside her grandmother’s book.

Grey is using her aura to make his wounds heal. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform