I'll Settle For The Ghost Of You Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.”

Recommended song: **Let You Down (Instrumental) By NF** The shallow breathing of Calista stopped the moment she whispered her last words to Leevon. Her face turned pale, and lips carried a tinge of purple. She was a vampire, and now… a dead vampire. Soon, her mortal body would either away in the wind. The night was retiring along with the moonlight and the moon that witnessed this epic love, betrayal, and hopes, marking the onset of the morning sun.

Surprisingly, the female ghost was not angry and accepted it well. She just nodded. "Alright, I will wait here." The female ghost sat on the ground and waited quietly. I looked at Jia and whispered. "Why does this female ghost seem desperate for you?" "Remember when my talisman was thrown? I recovered it thanks to her. As a payment, I promised to help her once. I think because of that promise she is willing to risk her soul for this." I glanced at the female ghost who camped outside the gate. Looking back at her lone figure, she seemed pitiful.

“Actually, I don't believe that ghost can be hungry. But I will grant it just this once because I was guilty and concerned for you earlier…” Ria pretended to be sullen and left while carrying her groceries. Kevin laughed at her adorable face. "Ria?" Kevin called her again when she had already turned around. "Can you turn on the television. Please?” "What for? I'm not watching." Ria tried to ignore his request. He then looked at Ria with his big doe eyes. Ria turned to see the handsome ghost turning into a cute dog with watery eyes. She sighed and picked up the remote and turned on the television.

Jay greeted grumpily as he walked to sit at the table. “Who missed me!!!” Everyone turned immediately they heard a loud voice from behind Rose. “Sorry I startled you all, my bad” Crystal giggled happily like something was going to happen that day. “And the queen herself came down only to scare us like a ghost” Rose teased as she began to dish out the food into their different plates. “Come on mom, it was a prank” Crystal announced before she sat down on her seat. “Yeah I see, a prank that could take us to our early graves I guess” Her mom returned.

“So no one disturbs my beauty sleep.. no talking until I have my morning coffee .. scare off anyone and everyone who dares to disturb my peace or try to enter the premises of our castle and equal contribution in cleaning and that introvert man guarding treasure stays downstairs coz I don’t like awkward conversations and most of all access to half of treasure without any more bullshit” I stated my conditions. The hallway goes silent while the ghost reads your clauses. He reaches the final line: “Access to half the treasure without any more bullshit.” He looks up. “...What is ‘bullshit’?” Me: “You don't need to know. Just sign.” He signs. From downstairs, the other ghost yells: “I OBJECT!” I s

“I shouldn’t have run away from our wedding, I shouldn’t have played with your feelings. I shouldn’t have broken up with you and forced you to abort our child… I’ve wronged you, and I’ve misunderstood you for two years! “All these nights after you left, I could not sleep. I had wanted to end my life multiple times, but I could not do it. You haunted me in my dreams… “Aspen, I can’t forgive myself, I have done many bad things, but I haven’t truly told you that… I’m sorry.” Only Brandon’s voice could be heard. It was quiet. After a long silence, he stared at me and said, “It’s fine. The person who framed you… is dead. “I’ve locked Poppy in my basement and tortured her to death. Her body’s stil

I reached out and pressed the radio button on the steering wheel. My voice was cold, cutting through the static. "Mason Vale, do you see a ghost in your mirror?" I said coldly into the radio. Those words pierced straight through Mason's last line of composure. His car hesitated for an obvious instant on the straight. Now. I smashed the throttle down. The car tore through the air and pulled alongside him. Ahead was a chain of fast S-curves. Seeing that I was about to pass, a vicious look flashed through Mason's eyes.

"Ooh and my bad day all happened for a reason and you'd set it all up so I could come to The Flying Goat tonight and you poisoned the desserts and now I'm going to die." "Right. Because you were my hit." I snap my fingers. "It all makes sense now!" "Any last words? Dying wish before I feed you to the fishes?" Tapping my chin, I pretend to think on it. "World peace seems like too big of a request. I don't really care about getting my car or hot water heater fixed since I'll be dead soon. So, nope. Just let me go. None of it matters once I'm in the afterlife and can haunt you."

Then the rider lifted both hands. Not in surrender. With caution. Like someone approaching a wounded animal. Their voice came out distorted through a modulator. “Ghost,” they said softly. Everything inside me stilled. Only three people ever called me that. One was dead—Saint. One should’ve been dead—Shade. And the third… The third was an ally long buried in the dark. A ghost from my old life. The rider reached up and slowly—very slowly—removed their helmet. My breath caught.