Mae Nak Ghost Novels & Stories

FALLING FOR A GHOST 3 - For Nevaeh is back from the land of the dead with a single purpose; avenge her own death and that of her sister, Heaven. Uche, a good-looking young man in his early twenties, who also happens to be an atheist has been unlucky with women in his previous relationships, he seeks true love and hopes to find it if only it existed.

Mae spoke in a hushed voice again, fixing her neon pink hair into a ponytail without breaking eye contact with Nikki. "OMG! Who?" Nikki gasped. Her voice wasn't as high-pitched as Mae's, but her apparent curiosity made her sound like she was squealing in excitement. "Darren. Don't tell anyone," Mae whispered, leaning forward to get closer to Nikki. "They looked real cozy." Jessi made a face and tried to ignore the two's gossiping. She checked the notifications on her phone, eager to read her mom's new messages for her. 2 new messages from:

An unexplainable unease gnawed at her, making her heart pound faster than usual. Her thoughts were interrupted when her phone rang. She frowned upon seeing Minda’s name on the screen. They hadn’t planned to call each other at that time. Nevertheless, she answered. “Love.” “Anna, she’s here! She won’t leave me alone,” Minda’s frantic voice came through. “What are you talking about?” Anna asked, confused. “Lexi… her ghost is haunting me.” Anna let out a small chuckle, shaking her head. She had never believed in ghosts or spirits.

He didn’t turn, but Mae felt his presence like a shadow over her, drawing her in. “I don’t understand it,” Mae finally confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I feel it. There’s a pull. It’s like something deep inside me is connected to him, and it’s not just physical. I can’t explain it, but I know, it’s like we’re tied together.” Ashar’s face darkened, his jaw clenched. “Tied together how?” Mae hesitated, the weight of her words pressing down on her. She felt exposed, like she was revealing something she hadn’t fully accepted yet. “We heard them,” Mae said quietly, her voice trembling slightly. “The Unseen. They weren’t just speaking to me. They were speaking to both of us. It’s

"I'll just pretend you didn't say that." "Why? You don't think we ghosts need to go sightseeing?" The Ghost asked. "Yes...because you're dead. Instead of sightseeing, you should think of a way to go back to the land of the dead or wherever ghosts go and rest in peace." The ghost folded her arms as she stared at Amelia knowing that she was mocking her. "Anyways, you've been living with me for years now and I have no idea what your name is." "I'm Tessa Huston but you can call me Aunt Tessa," Tessa said proudly.

Emma Cole, a nerd in high school and untouched all throughout her life at a community college, was abandoned by her birth parents and grew up in foster care homes all around New York. Whenever her name was mentioned, the people who knew her laughed and called her foul names, since she looked like the female version of Steve Urkel and was easy to pick on and belittle. She had no sense of style. All she wore were big dresses that hid her tiny figure underneath and glasses which didn't do her eyes any justice. She owned one bag-- a beat-up leather she received as a gift from a spelling bee contest her freshman year in high school.

He raps his knuckles on it and a voice I don't recognize asks who is at the door. "The landlord," Ghost barks and I nearly jump. Snaps and cracks are heard as the door is being opened. I hold my breath as the door creaks open and an unfamiliar face peeps out. "She's here to see the other girl, Mavli." And before I can say a word, Ghost disappears and a chill runs down my spine. The girl eyes me suspiciously. She is thin and weary-looking. I wonder who she is to Mavli. "Er... I-I —"

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."

After escorting the young recruits, the deity of 9th space went to the gathering place of the deities. “Oh, number nine!” Everyone was so excited to see the 9th deity. “Hey, I have a name. My name is Maley! Don’t call me number nine!”- The 9th deity always tries to look serious. “OMG! Maley! Are you still annoyed with names?”- the Perian deity said. Maley was about to say something when an old voice resounded: “Maley, Perian, you two just come here, don’t argue!”

I let go, stepping back as he slid down the wall in a heap, lifeless. I stared at the corpse, my chest rising and falling hard. Perplexed didn’t even begin to cover how I felt. This was wrong—all of it. Whatever Ghost was, it wasn’t human. It toyed with John, broke him, and now silenced him for good. And it wasn’t done. What the hell did it want with Maeve? Protective anger surged through me. Maeve whimpered behind me. I turned instantly and went back to her, lifting her into my arms. She was light, too light. Her head fell against my chest as I carried her out and laid her gently across the back seat of my car.