Ghosted Series Novels & Stories

Fractures Jalen The fire in his office had burned low, filling the air with the scent of ash and pine. Jalen leaned back in his chair, a tumbler of whiskey in his hand, staring into the dying flames. Chelsea paced behind him, her silk nightgown swishing with every sharp turn. “So she’s alive.” Her voice was icy, her delicate hands fisting at her sides. “Not only alive, but tucked neatly away in Melting Moon territory. Good riddance, I say. Let Tristan Walker deal with her pathetic sob story.”

The words sent a chill down Ayesha’s spine. She had spent years fighting Kier Malik, convinced that bringing him down would finally end the nightmare. But the nightmare wasn’t over. Adrian ran a hand through his hair, his jaw clenching. “Do we have a name?” Priya hesitated. "Not yet. But we have a codename—‘Ghost.’" Ayesha frowned. “Ghost?” "Whoever they are, they’ve erased their existence from every known database. No digital footprint. No financial records. Nothing."

"I'm the version of you that didn't make it out of the lab fire in the first draft, Hazel. I'm the one they deleted because I was too angry to control. I’ve been living in the trash bin of this system for a long time." "She’s a Ghost Program," Silas said, stepping forward. He looked tired, his silver eyes dimming. "The Board thinks they wiped her, but you can’t kill a memory that wants revenge this badly. She’s the one who’s been sending the glitches. She’s the one who opened the door for you." "I don't care who she is," Bryan said, pulling me closer to him. He looked at the flaming wings with suspicion. "We need to get to the exit. The Eraser is already putting itself back together."

I lied about my age and ended up in a secret online relationship with one of the biggest names in esports. He was nothing like his public persona. In public, he was cold and aloof. Online, though, he flirted with me nonstop. When he got worked up, he even said he'd be my good boy. Then my nineteenth birthday came and went, and my wolf still hadn't awakened. Most werewolves shifted for the first time at sixteen. Even late bloomers awakened by eighteen. I couldn’t let Adrian find out I was defective, with no wolf at all. So I broke up with him and blocked him everywhere. Months later, while staying with my best friend Chloe, I heard her older brother speak outside the bedroom. I had heard that

when that didn't get a reaction from me she said. "I heard Ghost is planing on sending you away. That's you're just too much work for him and he need someone better" this made me freeze and look at her. She smirked knowing she got what she wants, i took off to my room crying, how did she know I'm being sent away? Did he told them I'm too much work?

But not even a long, lingering kiss could quell this nagging feeling in my belly. ~~ Ghost patiently waited for me in a cafe outside the train station, nursing a cup of coffee, probably his second, and an empty plate. “Sorry, I’m late.” I pulled the wooden chair across from him. A server instantly came to the table, taking my order. He shrugged. “It’s fine.” “Where’s Rain?” I asked, looking for her girlfriend. “Paying Amanda a visit,” Ghost murmured, typing on his phone, and soon mine pinged with a new notification.

Tasha was devastated about the reality of her being a ghost. She thought she was dead, she had dreams. Even if she acted like a slut whose only interests were parties and getting boys hard for fun. She wanted to be a doctor, just to save lives. But everything was never gonna happen for her, and she thought everything had ended for her.

Yucky. We finally asked the right question and he told us Mabel was alive. I killed someone a year ago but it wasn't her. She glamoured a human then ghosted her. Ghosting is illegal and punishable by death. Ghosting as it's called here is against the law for the simple fact it takes a life to be able to ghost then it takes another life when the ghoster reverts back to their own body. It is basically sucking the life out of one person so that their soul inhabits your body and keeps it alive while you transfer your soul into the vessel you've chosen to possess. It alters the vessel's appearance and changes their voice to give the illusion that it's you. If the vessel is killed or found out the

“Same. No trace of us at all“ Drew was disappointed at the outcome of their investigation. They had been trying to find the reason why they were ghosts, and anything that could give them an insight into who they were before they died There were no clues to finding their bodies or even a tomb with their names on it. It seemed like someone had deliberately wiped any trace of their existence. But, why? “Let's just hope Calvin comes up with something," Mason sighed. "Hopefully . That's if he doesn't get distracted playing tricks on stubborn teenagers." “No, I just made a little diversion on the way," Calvin said from behind them. “Speak of the devil and he appears," Mason scoffed. "I would prefe

She disappeared and the three of them stared at her empty chair. “What?!! Did she just disappear?” June shouted in anguish. “Well, if you can’t see her than that obviously means…” Elizabeth said in an awe. “That was a rhetorical question, and you don’t answer a rhetorical question,” June gritted her teeth. “Ha-ha, good point,” Meredith said with amusement. “This whole thing looks like a plan to get us killed,” Elizabeth was finding it hard to snap out of the shock. “Yes, about that! Technically I cannot die I am a ghost. I am already dead,” June said with a smirk.