Novel & Cerita Ghosting Novel

Ghost grunted, “tell me you don’t want me on my knees for you.” “I do,” I moaned, throwing my head back. “I want you, Ghost. Please touch me. Get on your knees for me.” As though my consent had set off something in his head, Ghost retrieved his fingers, his darkened orbs locked on mine as he slid the coated fingers into my parted lips. I breathed shakily, my lips enclosing around his fingers, my tongue twirling around the tips, dragging a moan out of Ghost’s throat. I released his fingers with pop and he immediately leaned down, his lips brushing against mine in a ghostly manner, shoulders tense and face tight with discomfort.

"Fine. Tell me, what’s ghosting?" Zek scowled. "Is someone ghosted you? Is it Damon?" I was disappointed because I thought I could talk to Zek properly. I took a deep breath, turned my back on him, and left him again. "It a means to an end a personal relationship with someone by cutting off all contact with them suddenly and with no explanation." I stopped walking and turned toward Zek. "The most confusing and heartbreaking way a relationship ended," Zek added. ‘Does Jasper want to end our relationship? But why? Was it me, the problem?’ I thought.

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

She stammered and next thing the ghost was gone just like puff as she stumbled back in darkness. Her chin quivered as she placed her trembling hand on her cheek and then on her neck. She was freaking out. The ghost kissed her!

She reacted to his fiery kiss with equal fervour as he bit her lips, prying his tongue into her mouth. It was a strange phenomenon. Ghosts could not be touched or seen by normal people. But the custom of a ghost marriage binds a couple in such a way, that they can invoke passions in each other as well. Chaerin felt desire, sexual attraction and felt every touch of Joonjae's.

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.

Tears rolls down his mom’s face while Evelyn spirit walks into the office smiling and she flashes back to how her spirit comes out of Marylyn’s body and keeps following her mom, she was feeling pitied for her at the party that she doesn’t know she was dead only for her to see her buying chemical at the chemical shop and injecting it to her drink and gives it to a waiter to bring it to Marylyn who was sited finding everything strange. She was shocked to see her mother inject the drink and wanted to give Marylyn because she thought she was the one and she when the waiter was about bringing it she entered into the waiter to control her at that moment and she changes the drink and she serves her

"He's right, you know. Two years ago, you disappeared into thin air right after informing us the wedding was canceled. We wouldn't have known what happened to you if Ian didn't tell us. What kind of a friend are you anyway?" "That's exactly how I feel. You didn't even bother updating us, and you were late to your own party! You're going to have to pay for that by doing shots." "You got that right! No one's leaving here sober tonight. Let's all have a blast!" Cecily had never met my childhood friends before. Worried that they might not like her, she felt rather nervous. Sensing her uneasiness, I quietly took her hand. Once our eyes met, she felt a lot more reassured.

Soon they are all drunk. Ghost was the first to teeter to her feet. She caught herself on the back of her chair before she fell. “I'm going to my room" she said, staggering away. But instead of going to her room, she went straight to Hacker’s. Ghost stumbled through the door, her eyes fixed on Hacker who was playing a game as usual. She eyed him with a mixture of accusation and desire. "You're always avoiding me, Hacker," she slurred, her voice thick and husky.

After my Statistics mid-term, I sat at the desk reviewing my anatomy flash cards. The air in the room changed, sending a chill down my spine. The window was cracked to let fresh air in, but not enough for such a drastic temperature drop. “Esmerelda.” Ghost’s voice echoed in my head, seductively bathing me with my name. I leaned back in the chair, letting the sensation flow through me. A gentle kiss was placed on my neck, causing my back to arch in response. He was here like a phantom, only in spirit. My nipples hardened as I took in his scent. My belly clenched, remembering his handsome face and muscular body.