Ghosted Synopsis Novels & Stories

77 in cash. The ghost story doesn't end. It just multiplies.

Every kindergarten had refused to accept him because of his violent tendencies. On the television, the news was reporting that a woman named Maisie Gray had won ten million dollars in the lottery. At that moment, Zoe suddenly went mad. She grabbed the knife in her hand and stabbed both Lucas and Edwin to death before stabbing herself. When the news reached me, I was drinking coffee in the villa I had just bought overseas. My father was fishing, my mother was tending to her flowers, and my brother was studying in Horvar. I still had a beautiful, happy life ahead of me.

An untraceable phantom known only as Ghost. Every target assigned to Ghost had ended up dead with a single, surgical puncture to the heart. No alarms tripped. No forensic evidence left behind. A true myth. Five years ago, the underworld partner I had been trading logistics networks with was murdered overnight, and rumors whispered that Ghost had been the weapon. Then, the assassin vanished completely from the grid, leaving the name to gather dust in the archives of the syndicate wars. I opened my eyes, my gaze shifting to the rear-view mirror.

I was always on the talking stage. I don't know how to say that I don't want to continue our conversation. I don’t know how to end a conversation, so that’s where ghosting leads. When will I be able to move on from this sluggish talking stage? "That's what I'm saying; keep ghosting people!" Keziah said when the IT student who was my schoolmate passed by. I let out a deep sigh. I also left Keziah behind. As though I had nothing to hide, I started to walk beside her.

He had no idea what to do, but he knew he had to find someone to keep on selling this lie. He knew today was supposed to be his official day back at school, but he wasn't mentally stable to go back and he knew it. Struggling to recover from his mother's demise and now he is seeing Ghosts. He got into his bathroom to wash up and prepare for school. Turned on the shower and stood still as the water paraded his skin and him exhaling, he felt calm at least. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair, and immediately saw Tasha calling his name, her eyes filled with darkness and Her hand stretching out to him. He couldn't move, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He couldn't breat

] [Sonia Quindt's mystery fiancé disappears—Borevia City in chaos! [Proposal ends in heartbreak—what really happened?] I opened one. There she was—outside the Clerk's Office. White dress. Red roses. Face glowing with hope. The moment I used to dream about. My chest tightened, eyes burning. But no one stood beside her. Caption read: [This morning, CEO Sonia Quindt arrived at the County Clerk's Office in a wedding dress, waiting for her fiancé—who never showed. The scene went viral across Borevia City.]

I just solved a ghost problem. I jumped out of bed, half-dancing, half-flailing, looking like a drunk penguin ... But I didn’t care. I had done it. After weeks of sleepless nights, awkward spectral encounters, and sexual frustration worthy of medical diagnosis, I had finally found a breakthrough. “Yesterday, you vanished with your new ghost buddy, and I gave up,” I said aloud, pacing the room like a maniac. “But look at me now, Echo! I am back in the game!”

He lowered his head and had his lips on her neck, giving it a light kiss. Jennet shivered badly after hearing his sexy husky voice. The female ghost was a male ghost? But, she could not pry her eyes away as she stared at the reflection in the glass; engraving his beautiful appearance in her mind. "Hu... Hue..." her lips trembled as she muttered the name. Her heart pounded madly. She tried to move but was powerless. "Yes..." the blond spoke softly in her ear and kissed her neck lightly while inhaling her scent. Jennet could not contain the fear anymore and her eyes rolled upward. She collapsed to the floor; losing consciousness.

"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.

“Are you sure? The man who calls himself Zhedya… what has he done for you lately?” Another pause, heavier than the last. “The man hunting you both… ‘The Ghost’… he has been remarkably silent, has he not? Vanished into thin air like a smoke.” ‘The words were a physical blow to Ian’s chest, stealing his breath. He knows…he knows about The Ghost. He knows he’s gone.’ ‘How does he know?’ Panic, cold and sharp, shot through him. He started backing away from the railing, from the voice in the shadows.