Ghosted Novels & Stories

Cecelia ran to my bedroom door and knocked gently. "Maddie, are you asleep?" I opened the door and asked, "What's up?" "Um… Did you check your WhatsApp messages just now?" "No? Why? Did you text me or something?" I asked, feigning innocence. She gulped in panic and said, "Oh, it's nothing. I just accidentally added you to a Wish coupon group." "I see." I nodded. "I still have to get back to work, so I'll talk to you later."

But a blush coated her cheeks. Why was he not wearing a shirt!? Did the other females see him like this too when they came? She was green with envy. Ping! Putting the cup on his side table, she took a glance at his phone and accidentally saw a message popping on the screen. Forget her mature and nonchalant persona of a twenty-one year old adult, Zaria pouted angrily when she saw the message. Since how many days had it been that he had come back and he was receiving messages to go back already?

Oliver was shocked when the doctor informed him that Joan just had a miscarriage, he felt very sorry for her as he sat by her bed side. Erica got very nervous when she realized that Oliver wasn't picking his call. "Where the heck did he drop his phone?" Erica cried out of depression. " I should call dad" she mumbled wondering why she didn't think of that all those while. Meanwhile Jerry was feeding himself with the apples and aswell looking out for Erica. "They are coming!" Jerry screamed as he tried to run but they were already surrounded by the zombies. They snatched the phone from Erica yelling at her face as they destroyed the phone.

She wiggled her brows and smiled mischievously. “Yeah, I would have loved to stay with him, but unfortunately for me, he’s…” I didn’t want to say he ghosted me, but what would one call not being responded to on all social media platforms by another and also not responding to any calls or voice messages left? “He’s unavailable.” “You think he’s ghosting you?”

I powered on my phone, and notifications instantly flooded the screen like a tidal wave. They were all from Matteo. Dozens of WhatsApp messages, over a dozen missed calls, and a string of texts. I didn't reply to a single one. Instead, I opened the forum post again. The latest update had been posted an hour ago. All of his previous entries had been completely wiped clean, replaced by just a few brief lines. "Today is our one-year anniversary, and she broke up with me. I have no idea where she went. She's completely ghosting my calls. I don't know what kind of tantrum she's throwing.

"Enough!" Her yell shocked them both into silence. Tynan didn't know what it was but he knew it when he pushed the matter too quickly. The programmer wanted to apologise at once but Laura was quicker. The e-ghost quickly vanished into his phone's background and went offline. No matter how Tynan called, begged and apologised, she wouldn't answer.

The only person I could turn to in a time like now was my best friend who had ghosted me for days. I remembered how heartbroken I had been when I woke up the morning after our passionate lovemaking to find that he was gone. I could still remember how I had, with tear-filled eyes, called his number several times and had only gotten his voicemail. I had tried texting him on W******p too but he had blocked me. I had tried Snapchat, iMessage, I*******m, and even LinkedIn because I had been desperate for answers—I still was. But today, I was desperate enough to go look for him at home, holding onto a thread of hope that there was a reasonable explanation for his su

I would give her that credit. "I am aware that a letter came from Grace Inc., but I still don't understand what this is all about." I raised my glass of wine to my lips and watched the woman's face slowly take on a red hue. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, probably calling in her patience. "The problem was that we didn't get a response. There was no letter or email, nothing. We were... ghosted." I took another swing of my drink. Then it appears that you have your answer. We don't want to do business with you."

And instead of relief that he was finally as broken as me, all I felt was hollow. My phone buzzed across the desk. Gabriel’s name flashed on the screen. I let it ring. Then another buzz—this time a group chat with Malik, Liam, and Avery. Malik: u alive? 👀 Avery: pretty sure you ghosted us again. rude. Liam: don’t make me drive to your office. I stared at the texts until the screen went dark. Another buzz—this time, a direct call from Malik. I answered with a sigh. “What?”