Ghostwritting Novels & Stories

We need to find her. "I know," I mutter aloud, my voice cracking. I pull my phone from my pocket, my fingers shaking as I dial a number I haven't called in three years. It rings twice before a cold, formal voice answers. "Alpha Thorne. This is a surprise." "I need the Ghosts," I say, my voice dead flat. The Ghosts are an elite, off-the-books mercenary group composed of rogue vampires and shifters. They are the best trackers in the world. They are also illegal, dangerous, and demand a fortune in blood and money. I don't care. I will bankrupt my entire empire for this.

I can use something better with the wretch instead of killing her. “Mr. Owen, I want to hire a writer, a little help for I am getting a little tired and bored due to mental block sometimes. If I continue to write garbage, your wife wouldn’t be pleased. I will hire her as my ghost writer, and she’ll not going to deny my offer.” For human like her couldn’t reject a huge amount of money. “She will be a great help into my writings.” @Death Wish

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

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

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Will she be able to survive all the ordeals if they knew Luca asked her out? Marvina chuckled, "Well, it's just a mere dream. Don't read too much into it. If you're scared of that female ghost, then I suggest for you call for someone to help you chase the ghost out of your house.” She answered casually. Marvina looked at her worried face. She added, "Well, it's just a nightmare. Nothing to worry about. If you don't believe in superstition then don't believe in it. Live your life normally. Unless you believe in superstitious things then I guess you will get used to it in no time."

Not only am I the first ever vampire to exist, but also the first vampire that had the power of three powerful supernatural forces combined - a vampire, a witch, and a werewolf. It was the early 1700s when a witch, my mother, and a werewolf, my father, fell in love with each other. It was beautiful, and the perfect love - one that is one with nature and a beast that resides and takes care of nature and the other animals living in it. They were living peacefully with mortals and the children they were to bear. But at that time, a virus broke among mortals. Nurses and doctors reported that dead bodies in the morgue went missing. Nikleux, my mom and the most powerful witch ever, casted a conosc

There must be a misunderstanding," he comments. Sarah scoffs and is about to say something, but I cut her off. "We just said that to get your attention. It was consensual. Thanks for your time, Jared," I say, glancing at his name tag. The bartender smiles and nods as we leave the club. Today, I had to skip class to travel to the heart of New York City. Standing before me is a tall skyscraper with a large G logo. After researching online with my friends, we discovered that Jake Rodrick is the owner of Gio Industries. I can't believe I slept with the freaking owner of Gio Industries!

Feeling that familiar iciness in the air surrounding them, the hairs on her body stood instantly. "Let's start with the basics, what is your name?" "Nicholas." What an ordinary name. So ghosts do have one. "You said something about being half dead and second chances, what does that mean?" "Recovering my memories gives me access to my body and its location." Oh, so he doesn't know where his body is. Poor ghost. "But, why me?" "I told you. Soulmate." All strength left her. Conversations with this ghost led nowhere.

The bar was buzzing with low chatter, the scent of whiskey and expensive cologne mixing in the air. Dim lights cast a golden hue over the polished countertop, reflecting the countless drinks people had drowned their sorrows in. It was the kind of place where people went to drown their sorrows, where the clinking of glasses mixed with occasional outburst of laughter or slurred confessions. Sarah slumped over the counter, swirling the amber liquid in her glass. Tonight, she wasn't the composed, graceful woman people knew her to be. Tonight, she was just a heartbroken mess.