Ghosted Novels & Stories

I glance back at Fiadh's tiny frame twice before taking my seat at the new table. "I will bring over your food. You three stay here. If you see a tall pink Kea walking with an even taller purple Kea, those are the other correspondents. Their names are Liamee and Tursa. I will return shortly," Baalee says and my eyes focus on my companions. Xiu seems uninterested in making even eye contact with me so I focus on Jia. "Krystal is nice," I say lightly trying to start a conversation. "Yeah. I can't wait to get to know her. She seems easy going," Jia replies while looking around at the room curiously.

If she is not here, where the fuck is she? “Thank you,” I say, walking away and entering my car. I grip the steering wheel and then slam my hands against it as my phone rings. Retrieving it from the inside pocket of my jacket, I answered without looking. “I heard you had a tough night,” I hear Ghost say on the other side of the line. The man knows me better than anyone and knows I am ready to punch someone’s brains out. “I’ve got a space to be filled tomorrow night. Are you interested,” he says.

Alessia ─ ∘❉∘ ─ I stared down at my phone again, pulse already moving too fast for someone who hadn’t even opened a message yet. And this time, when the screen lit up with his name, I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed it too quickly and opened his message before I could talk myself out of it. Unknown Number: If I were a lesser man, I’d pretend I haven’t been staring at my phone for the last two hours wondering whether you’ve ghosted me or joined a convent. Please confirm you haven’t taken a vow of silence. That would be very inconvenient for my ego.

I texted him at night, my thumb hovering over the keyboard for a full minute before I typed… Please just tell me you are okay. I don't need details. I just need to know you are breathing. He read it them all. I watched the little checkmarks appear, but he didn’t reply. And at the end of the first week, he stopped reading the texts all together. His number wasn’t reachable, it was as though he disappeared, but my heart wouldn’t take it. I couldn’t bring myself to believe he had ghosted me. So, I drove to his apartment again.

She'll probably ship me to hell fire. I swallowed hard and excused myself quickly.The moment my bedroom door shut, I dove for my phone. Two messages. Sophie_wtf: “Hey chaotic girl,talk to me, I'm bored.” “I asked you something serious last night, you ghosted me lol.” My heart jumped , Oh God! Oh no! I opened the chat. Me: “Sorry I slept early, but you have me all through the night so let's talk” Her reply came in instantly “ Yesss took you long enough, I gotta ask you something kind of weird,”

This is the first time my assumed 'stalker' is actually reaching out to me and, sadly, I don't really have a clue as to who it is. My phone buzz again. I shiver, maybe it was another text from this potentially deranged psycho. I turn over the phone and look at the screen. My fingers were shaking as I open the message. Thought I would be there? Hate to disappoint but I'm way too smart for that. Looks like you've seen a ghost. Btw it's your time to go in. What are you waiting for Zoey Martinez? 👻 ;-) - Unknown =================================================================== Thanks for reading!

My phone beeps in my pocket and I take it out and look at it just before walking into the compound. Ghost: Here. She's asleep. I push my phone back into my pocket without responding. I had left Abby with Ghost since I was needed at church. Ghost wouldn't be the only brother missing today. Ghost was one of our prospects but was patched in a year ago. He's got some demons stronger than mine, but he's made amends with them. The kill with bare hands type of amends.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

That smirk of his kept replaying in my head on a loop, taunting me, mocking me, reminding me of exactly how insane the night had been. And Marcus…oh my God. My chest tightened with fear, every time I thought about him. The day was already beginning to dawn. I had checked my phone at least a hundred times. Still I got no response from him. No returned calls or even texts. Not even a late-night “Hey babe, where are you?” Nothing to show that he even cared where I’d disappeared to after he ghosted his own birthday. At eight, I tried calling him again. It still kept going to voicemail. At nine, same thing.

The sender of the text was listed as ‘Home’. … Luca Tybelg inhaled deeply as he stared at the name on his phone. Disappointment flashed in his already forlorn gaze. The woman he called didn’t answer his call. Then, he left the study room and went to the living room. His pace came to a stop when he spotted somebody there.