Ghosted Synopsis Novels & Stories

‘I was this close to finding the likes of my daughter, finally, I was going to find out what to get her on her birthday but she showed up and ruined everything,’ Owino gazed on the sealing with pain ‘He has already started sneaking on the maid’s room, thinking that I will let him get his way, anyway I didn’t know he was eavesdropping on the girls,’ Melina’s thought.

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.

It was that kind of feeling where I knew something big was about to happen, and I was caught between wanting to run toward it and bolt the other way. Every nerve in me was on edge, my brain working overtime trying to play it cool, even though all I wanted to do was roll my eyes at how ridiculous it was. Ghost’s text flashed across my screen: “Send me your address.” I had sent it to him hours ago, and he responded with his usual cryptic edge, warning that he wouldn’t tell me when he’d show up or give any other details. It was all part of his game—keeping me on edge, making sure I never felt too comfortable.

Alex grumbled and I hummed, "I'll appear before my father when the time is right." "What about Ginevra, how would she know?" He asked. "You don't worry your head about that one. She'll definitely find me." She was, after all, the smartest woman I had ever known. The Ghost will be dead by the break of dawn. The Ghost—Ricardo Sanchez will undergo a rebirth by the break of dawn. But even in my confidence, my heart still shuddered with questions. Would I truly be dead by the break of dawn, or would the universe be kind enough to grant me an opportunity at yet another life?

“Don’t bother yourself anymore. I don’t want anyone suspecting me. She already knows I don’t like her, and I bet she’s pointing fingers at me as we speak.” “If you insist. Your wish is my command. Whatever you say, I am cool with it. Should you be ready to strike into action, I am just one call away,” Ghost said as he pledged his allegiance to me. I terminated the call to enable me to focus on my thoughts. As I sat on my bed trying to figure out a way out of my mess, my phone rang. It was a call from Ghost. I didn’t answer the phone, but I was excited that Ghost had called to break the good news to me. I was already preparing to purchase champagne to celebrate the death of Olivia.

The way he had in the basement library, when he was trying to decide if he could trust me. "Ghost doesn't take money," he said. "He doesn't take favors. He takes pieces of people. Memories. Secrets. Things you can't get back." "Then we make sure we don't give him anything we can't afford to lose." --- The number on Miriam's card connected after two rings. A voice answered. Not male. Not female. Something in between. Processed through a modulator, scrambled beyond recognition. "You reached the line," the voice said. "State your business."

A means to an end. "Are you kidding me?" I whisper, pulling my robe tight around myself, suddenly freezing. "He just... ghosted?" My eyes sting. It’s stupid to cry over a stranger, but it’s not just him. It’s everything. The loneliness. The desperation. The fact that I’m taking orders from software because no real human wants to stay. "He wasn't worthy," Echo’s voice slides into the silence. It’s not commanding now. It’s soft. Soothing. Like velvet over raw nerves.

She said, but the case was crystal clear. "No, am serious about this Henry needs your help." "Thats a lie." "No its true." "I believe her, she's telling the truth. That ghost still hasn't crossed over to the other side in almost three hundred years." Charles second said. "I agree. We must leave for Greenville." Another says. Melanie also agreed to know more. "The Star Gazers has tracked down a couple of ghosts and found them heading to the west. Normally I wouldn't suspect them, but none has crossed over to the other side and to top it all, Zonal Coordinators has gone missing."

Gideon lets out a barking laugh but doesn’t say anything about the bed or the collection of whips and things on the floor. Ghost is standing right outside of the bedroom door; he’s so close that Gideon almost slams into him, but Ghost seems completely unbothered. He’s got a massive smile on his face and he’s holding out a velvet blue box while looking directly at me. “Glow worms shouldn’t be this happy.” I mutter, which only makes Ghost smile more and Gideon laugh a little as he steps to the side. I watch in horror as Ghost drops to one knee, holds up the little velvet box and bows his head so low I can see the back of his pale neck.

I sat there for a long time, trying to digest everything. It turned out my ghost housemate used to be a legend at the company that I now worked at. I shut my laptop, my feelings all tangled up. I asked, "So, you're only stuck here because of the car accident… Is that it?" After a long silence, Ivy's voice echoed faintly in my head. It was soft and almost drifting. "It wasn't an accident." My heart lurched. Before I could ask anything else, her voice faded away.