Mae Nak Ghost Novels & Stories

“He just said. By the time, we had arrived at home. The lights were off, and it was so dark. Mae’s drunken form was unable to carry herself upstairs. Lucky us! That Aunt is already a sleep , we are both really dead. So Nathan carried her to her room. And when Mae was in the room, I thanked Nathan and Greg for coming to us at the club. And then Greg looked at me. As if saying something that I couldn’t understand and he showed me his cellphone. I saw a text on my cellphone saying something, “Can we meet later outside?” my heart suddenly pounded what he just texted me. “Will I go?” I miss him, I just sneaked out later. After I dressed Mae, I went to my room to take a hot shower, I soaped up pro

Amber Brown "DROP THAT! IT'S NOT YOURS!" His scream was shrill and terrified. I immediately twisted my body to see what was happening, and the scene was utterly terrifying. Three huge men were rummaging through our suitcases, and my mother was futilely trying to pull her vanity case where I knew her most expensive jewelry was kept. On impulse, I tried to help her, only to feel a powerful slap on my face that made me completely lose my balance. I felt dizzy, couldn't hear anything anymore, my head was spinning. I couldn't see much after that, just felt my head spinning forcefully. I kept hearing my mother's screams, the men's shouts; it was all a blur, impossible to understand what they were

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

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.

She moved like a ghost, driven by fury and the stubborn belief that truth, somehow, still mattered. But ghosts get caught. It happened on the fourth night. She had not noticed Aretha watching. The woman stood in the hallway just as Arla slipped Seth’s phone back into his coat pocket. The expression on Maeve’s face was pure steel. “Well, well,” Aretha said softly. “What a clever little rat you are.”

Mae whispered in her ear as she blushed harder, "Two shots of Martini please and a bottle of coke" Nora said to the handsome bartender, "Uh,who is drinking coke?" Mae asked with her brows raised up high it almost left her face, "You ofcourse,I don't know I have disturbed,you also have,I saw you touch your stomach,I know it might not be possible but please I don't want to risk anything" Nora said to Mae,her mouth hanged open that Nora had actually seen her touching her stomach, "But..but that's,I just wasn't thinking!" Mae said, arguing.

Looking at the scene, the ghost was reminded of her time with her master, yes, she was a maid of the Laurent family called Gwen who fell in love with her master Andrew Laurent. Ghost Gwen, as a soul couldn't shed tears, seeing how lucky the girl in front of her was, she was alive and had a man that would protect her unconditionally. Suddenly, Marcel shot some sorcery energy towards the ghost standing above the bed, causing the ghost to dodge and return near the door. Marcel glanced coldly towards the ghost while gently moving to not wake up Sadie. Marcel's eyes were full of disgust sensing the vast portion of souls devoured by Gwen's ghost's soul.

But she could glance out of the corner of her eye that this ghostly man was already sitting across her. Ria tried to act as normal as possible in this nervous and awkward silence. A truly unusual situation. She hadn't had dinner with anyone in a long time and the first time she did this again was with a man... who had become a ghost. Ria chewed her food and she was satisfied with the taste. She hoped this ghost would also like her cooking… “My name is Kevin and I am not a memory…” Ria choked. She spat out her food to the side and coughed in shock.

That almost made me laugh. Almost. “I don’t recall inviting you in,” I replied. She ignored that, circling the desk like she belonged there. Like she belonged anywhere near me. “You’re chasing ghosts,” she continued. “She’s gone, Noah. At some point, you have to accept that.” My hand stilled over the file. Slowly, I lifted my gaze. “And you seem very certain of that.” “She's your cousin Maeve." Maeve paused. Just for a second. But I saw it. That resentment.

Liora could smell Mavric’s masculine scent mixed with a hint of tobacco and stress. “Someone just saved my company, Liora,” Mavric whispered. “Someone incredibly brilliant someone who knows how to manipulate Marcus Vane’s code like it’s child’s play.” “Their codename is ‘Ghost’.” Liora raised an eyebrow. “Ghost?” Sounds like an action movie hero. “What does that have to do with me?” “I’m just a woman you’ve locked up here.” Mavric took Liora’s hand, feeling the pulse in her wrist.