In Love With A Ghost Novels & Stories

“Isabella, you need to—” But I didn’t care to listen. “No. I’ll tell you what I need,” I whispered, the words spilling out as desire overtook me. Grabbing his tie, I pulled him down to my level, pressing my lips to his in a fierce, demanding kiss, silencing any protest he might have had. My hands gripped his solid chest, feeling the strength of his muscles beneath the fabric, hard and unyielding under my fingers. The contact was electrifying, and I poured every ounce of frustration and longing into that kiss.

He finally came back, yes he did,and that was the only time I knew I had lost him totally forever. How can the person I loved the most and also lost on the last day of college came back after all this years shockly as an invisible ghost stalker, so he was really the one hunting my life all this years. Oh goodness. He was a spirit huh, that means one thing which I clearly understand. I got in love with a .... SPIRIT?

But I see it. I fucking see it. The room sways again, the weight of exhaustion dragging at me, but I fight it, if only because I need to hold onto this moment. Because for the first time since that fucking wedding, I see the truth—Ghost has always loved me. Always. And maybe I hate how we got here. Maybe I hate what he did. But right now, all I know is that I don’t want to leave him. I don’t want to slip back into that darkness.

She couldn't stop them. He crossed the room. Knelt in front of her. "I love you, Maya. More than anyone I've ever known. More than I thought I was capable of loving." "I love you too." "I know. But I also know that love isn't always enough." "What are you saying?" He took both her hands. "I'm saying that I can't compete with a ghost. I can't fight someone who isn't even here. I can't keep giving you everything I have and watch you give me only the pieces that are left over."

When he finally replaces his fingers with his mouth, I nearly sob. The men around me move like they’ve rehearsed this—not the motions, but the meaning. The rhythm of what it means to worship someone not out of duty or ownership, but love. The real kind. The messy, painful, irreplaceable kind. Gavin rises to kiss me again while Harrison makes me tremble on his tongue, and just as I crest into a climax, they switch it up again. Jack slides his hands beneath me as Harrison fingers me to the finish line. When I fall apart, I fall into all of them.

she said and look at him " I would like to meet her" **" I don't have a girlfriend Ema" " You do, i don't know her name but I she loves you I saw the way she looks at you, " " And I don't fucking love her " Dave said and Cristina sighs, " are you going to use her like you always do to the others " she said a bit hurt, he always does this to other girls and she hates it, she doesn't understand why he keeping getting involved with people he doesn't love, just to hurt them at the end

Only then did Leo slightly relax his brows and ask in a deep voice, “What of the video posted? What's going on? “I'm not sure. The scene was a bit chaotic at the time and I didn't get a good look, but from the voice, it seemed like it was Amelia.” “Leo, do you think Amelia was still holding a grudge after her death and knowing that we were together deliberately made the video to get back at us?” Leo furrowed his brows slightly. The next second Sophia laughed and said, “What am I saying? How could there be ghosts in this world? And even if there were ghosts, Amelia was so kind when she was alive, she would still be a kind ghost after death. How could she play tricks on us to scare us?”

I attempted to balance myself on my other leg, but it was unable to support the full weight, and I collapsed to the ground. The two sets of footfall grew louder, indicating a closer distance. I stood up shakily and limped back to the bed. I seized the necessary IV, ripped it away from the tube, and used it like a weapon. Then I hobbled over to the window. When I yanked on the window's side with my hands, nothing happened. I also tried the other side, but it remained stationary. The footsteps halted at my door, and I could hear their hushed voices and make out their silhouettes through the door's bottom crack. When the knob was turned, the door remained closed and simply jiggled.

The Ghost is my father's former lover, a crazy woman who is power-hungry even in death. My father, warned me about the restless of the Ghost of the forest, the woman he once loved. She planned to murder my father on their wedding night and consume his soul. When the plot was revealed the Wolf People Clan put her to death and she's been wreaking havoc on the world ever since her dying day. But now she has Lucia, a foolish girl, a pon in her schemes.

Her voice trailed a whispery path as she gazed at him. He scoffed. "I wish I never came across them in the first place. Most of my years were with my Sire and when I first fell in love with a Vampire, Nicodemus had warned me that love is a Vampire's greatest poison. But I didn't heed to his absurd advice, rather, I chose to bask in this beautiful feeling of love until one day...he ripped her heart out." He paused. She exhaled deeply.