Ghosts Of My Girlfriends Past Novels & Stories

Five years ago, at our engagement party, I broke my fiancee's assistant Richard Greer's nose with a punch because I saw his hand slip under my fiancee Pearl Moran's skirt, groping her right out in the open. Yet when security arrived, Pearl stepped in front of Richard and frowned at me. "Alex, he was just messing around. Did you really have to hit him that hard?" To get back at me for Richard, she pulled strings to throw me in prison. My first day behind bars, I ended up in a cell Richard prepped for me. My ribs were broken in a beating. I was fed spoiled leftovers and forced to sleep on the cold concrete floor. The moment I got out, I boarded a flight to Eldermere without looking back.

his online girlfriend to other men. "I keep seeing those disgusting posts online where men try to 'give away' their online girlfriends. Seriously sickening." "A girl trusted him enough to meet at a hotel for the first time, and the guy who made that post turned out to be an absolute monster." "Honestly, gold-diggers are pathetic, but heiresses usually aren't stupid either." "The real problem is that these disgusting men target innocent young girls. Men like this should honestly be chemically castrated." "Seriously, I don't know how Naomi tolerated him this long. The second I found out a guy had a homegirl like that, he'd be out of my life immediately. Everybody knows what those girls are rea

In the car, Skye's face was still flushed. I leaned closer. "Skye, why are you so red?" She shot me a soft glare, lips pursed, not speaking. My heart softened. I couldn't help but kiss her again. "Skye, I know how you feel. Be my girlfriend." Her lips parted slightly, and tears fell instantly. Skye's family might not be a match for mine, but she was still a wealthy heiress. Yet, she chose to work as my secretary all these years. I had always known.

“What happened?” “Grams was murdered last year. Mom’s latest boyfriend sexually assaulted me during one of my episodes. She caught him before it went too far, but somehow, it was my fault. I think she was tired of me depending on her.” “Where’s the guy?” Ghost was grinding his teeth as he spoke. I shrugged my shoulders, not even wanting to speculate that they were still together. “Are you safe?” “Not really. The guys who killed my grandmother took a shot at me.”

My breathing came ragged, uneven, each thrust sending a jolt of sensation through me that only sharpened the ache she was digging into my chest. Her fingers slipped in the back of my hair, gripping hard as she leaned in, her forehead pressing against mine. Her moans mixed with my gasps, her lips brushing against my mouth. I was losing it, losing myself to her, to this. “Do you even know why Ghost exists?” she kissed my lips and I tried to kiss her back but she didn't let me, “He exists because it was easier to let him carry the weight of what she did to you. Ghost exists because Alessandro couldn't handle it. Ghost is anger, pain, hate, the things you weren’t allowed to feel. The things you

he added, starting to leave. "Wait a minute!" I called out, stopping him at the door. I shifted my gaze to the clock on the wall, watching the minute hand tick forward. When the minute hand hit ten, I unlocked my phone and found Lucas Zacker's Twitter account. Just like in my past life, he had posted a link to a music platform, accompanied by the caption: "My original solo track 'A Flicker in the Dark' awaits your listen." I clicked the link, and the familiar sound of the male vocals filled the room.

I didn’t want to remember him;the way his mouth felt on my skin or the way his touch lifted me to unimaginable heights. All the while, he crushed my heart like it was worthless, like I was worthless. A shuddering breath left my lips as I brought my glass of wine to them. This was the reason I always avoided thinking about him. It made me feel like shit. Reaching over to the side table for my laptop. I checked my emails. It was better than thinking about the bitter past. Only one email sat in the secured mailbox. To: The Ghost From: Don Good answer. I’d like to book the next six months of your exclusive services. Max three times per month, as initially agreed. Monthly retention two hundred th

Franco is just a part of my past. He’s my ex-boyfriend. He also became my first boyfriend and no one followed him. Until I fling and just had no label on the others after Franco and I broke up. One of the reasons why I’m into ghosting men is because of what happened between us. I’m afraid it will happen again. The trauma I got from the separation of the two of us. We didn’t have a proper break up because he left without even letting me know. He did not inform me the day of his departure. He didn't talk to me before he left, he didn't even apologize or inform me that he didn't want to and we broke up.

she mumbles softly cleaning off the tears cascading down her cheeks. "I don't remember doing anything to you. If it's about our night together then I'm sorry. It was never meant to happen. I lost control and even apologized before you suddenly disappeared." The female whirls and stares intently at him. "You told your friends to rape and murder me." "Me? You're a ghost?" He asks at once shivering. "Yes, I'm a ghost. And I'm here to kill you cause you are the only one remaining." "But I didn't do such. Please believe me."

He'd never had girlfriends before and his first romantic encounter was with a ghost trapped in his phone. Sighing, Tynan wondered how he should react to this realisation. Should he pretend that he didn't know about it or should he act on it and try the subtle approach of seeing Laura's reaction to the idea of them having a cross-dimensional relationship.