Mae Nak Ghost Novels & Stories

Evelyn Marceau entered her marriage to the ruthless Alistair Thorne with nothing but raw sincerity and a reckless sort of hope. She endured his coldness, believing that the life growing inside her would finally thaw the ice around the billionaire tycoon's heart. Then she found the contract. To Alistair, she wasn’t a wife. She was a breeding vessel—a low-risk variable bought to secure the Thorne bloodline and lock down a trillion-dollar corporate empire against his mafia rivals. The moment the heir was born, she was to be stripped of her child and discarded. Shattered but refusing to let her child become a corporate pawn, Evelyn vanished into a rain-slicked night without a trace. Six years later, the meek girl is dead. In her place stands Dr. Elara Voss: a world-renowned genius surgeon, the anonymous mastermind behind a booming tech startup, and a phantom-class hacker capable of bringing governments to their knees. She isn't alone, either—she has a secret weapon: quadruplet prodigies who are just as brilliant, and just as dangerous, as their mother. When a high-stakes crisis forces Alistair to seek out the elusive Dr. Voss, he finds himself staring at the ghost of the wife he destroyed. Only this time, she’s completely untouchable. The corporate tiger is cornered. The tables have flipped. And the man who once broke her is about to learn that some debts are paid in blood, business, and absolute submission.

“You are not a prisoner, but you are my wife. You are officially a Davenport for the next six months, so act like one!” He warned me. “Fuck you.” I spat at him. “If you want my dick, all you have to do is strip and bend over the table. I might consider you and fuck you.” ………………….. THIS IS A SPICY AND DARK MAFIA ROMANCE BOOK. KILLIAN DAVENPORT IS UNHINGED!! R18. 185 days. That’s how long Aspen Vale must survive as the wife of Killian Davenport. The ruthless mafia lord who bought her freedom, only to cage her in his world of power, secrets, and sin. She was sold to him like property. Her father signed her life away for money, and Killian accepted not out of love, but obsession. She looks like the woman he once lost. And now he refuses to let her go. In Killian’s mansion, there are rules, cruel and unyielding rules. No lies. No defiance. No pregnancy. He doesn’t want a wife. He wants a ghost to worship, a memory to control. But Aspen isn’t made to be broken. The more he tries to destroy her, the more she burns beneath his touch. She tells herself she’ll endure him for 185 days—then escape. But monsters like Killian don’t set their prey free. And the most dangerous part of all? She’s no longer sure she wants him to.

The night before her wedding, Mira Castellan discovered the truth hiding behind the man she loved. There was never one fiancé. There were two. Damon and Killian Wrexley, identical twins, had shared her bed, her trust, and her heart in turns, swapping places so seamlessly she never noticed the difference. Her father died protecting their family's darkest secret, and marrying her was never love. It was a cage built to keep her quiet, and keep her close. Betrayed at the altar and left with nothing but the wreckage of a lie she never saw coming, Mira vanished that same night. The Wrexleys buried an empty casket and called it grief. Three years later, she's back. Not as Mira. As Wren Calloway, untouchable, ruthless, and carrying secrets of her own that neither brother is ready for. She's no longer the woman who knelt on the floor begging for the truth. She built an empire in the dark, and now she's brought it home. Damon doesn't recognize the woman dismantling his company piece by piece. Killian can't stop staring at someone who looks exactly like the ghost that's haunted him for three years. And somewhere between revenge and the truth neither twin is prepared to face, Mira will discover that the secret her father died for, and the twins she's sworn to destroy, are tangled together in ways that could undo everything she's planned. The dead bride is back. And this time, she's the one writing the ending

“One more word and I’ll spank the Alpha right out of you.” For fifteen years, Zaria Okoye lived as a ghost in the Shadow Den. To survive the Mensah Clan, the scavengers who betrayed her royal Okoye Bloodline, she wore a mask of filth and feigned weakness. On the eve of her twentieth year, she was ready to wash away the grime and reclaim her throne. But the moon has a twisted sense of humor. Instead of her freedom, Zaria wakes up legally bound to the most feared predator in Valoria Ridge: Kael Adebayo. He is the heir to the Adebayo Dominion, a cold-blooded Alpha of the Werewolf Mafia, and the man whose father led the raid that ended Zaria’s mother. Kael was supposed to marry the pampered elite Amara Mensah to seal a power pact. Now, he’s stuck with a "stray" who sleepwalks into his bed, marks him as her territory, and hides a lethal brilliance beneath her smudged makeup. In a world of modern werewolf politics where silver bullets and blood-rites rule, Zaria must navigate a den of vipers. From the high-stakes SAT exams at Kant High to the deadly boardrooms of the Mafia packs, she is no longer the prey. As the fated mates' bond sparks a fire that threatens to burn the Ridge to ash, Zaria and Kael must decide: Are they enemies bound by a mistake, or a power couple destined to rule the underworld? He’s a reckless rogue. She’s a hidden Queen. Together, they are a war.

Born a "Latent" into a lineage of apex Alphas, Emily is a ghost in her own home. To her parents, she is a failed investment. To her twin brother, Ryan, she is a social stain to be scrubbed away by the boots of his cruel pack. At the Lycan Academy of Runes and Warfare, she is "The Hollowed"—a girl without a wolf, a student with a brilliant mind trapped in a body the Moonlight Law deems worthless. She has learned to survive in the shadows, nursing her bruises and burying her heart in ancient scrolls. Until the shadows start looking back. First come the messages. Cryptic. Protective. Signed by The Watcher. Then come the gifts—a flask of hot chocolate to dull the pain, a mountain-runner to escape a beating. For the first time in nineteen winters, someone isn't looking at Emily’s lack of a scent. They are looking at her. But the Academy is a meat grinder, and the Alphas are getting hungry. When Lucas Montgomery, the lethally handsome high-tier Alpha, corners her in the campus infirmary, the air doesn't just turn cold—it ignites. He is everything she should fear: rich, ruthless, and radiating a dominant Essence-Aura that makes her knees weak. He claims he wants her for her mind, but the way his hands bruise her waist and his teeth graze her pulse points tells a much darker, hungrier story. Trapped between a secret protector who haunts her phone and a silver-eyed predator who wants to break her on his bed, Emily is caught in a jagged crossfire of ancient pack rivalries and forbidden heat.

As heiress to a billion-dollar empire, my life is a gilded cage—every smile calculated, every friend carefully vetted. When a kidnapping attempt shatters my world, my father tightens the chains. He hires Ethan Knight. A ghost from Special Forces, Ethan is cold, unreadable, and impossible to ignore. I am his reckless, rebellious charge, and from the moment we meet, we clash. Then a bullet tears through the air, and Ethan takes it for me. In the aftermath, the mask begins to crumble. I see the haunted eyes, the hidden scars, and the man beneath the soldier. As danger closes in, our walls come down, and we find something real—a love with nothing to do with my money or my name. I thought I’d escaped my cage. Instead, I’d only traded one prison for another. The man I love was sent into my life because of a lie. He’s sworn to protect me, yet his family’s past is tied to the man who destroyed mine. If the truth is what I fear it is, loving him may become the greatest mistake I’ve ever made. Now, as a hidden enemy resurfaces and long-buried secrets begin to unfold, I’m torn between love and the truth. Someone wants me dead, and the only man who can save me may also be the key to everything that destroyed our families. If our love survives the truth, it will be a miracle. If it doesn’t… it could be the death of us both.

Isla: A missing child who had been presumed dead for several years. Is she, however, truly dead? Tricia: An heiress and the daughter of a powerful Empire businessman. Was that life, however, truly meant for her? Violet: An Assassin’s Guild Founder and the reigning Queen of the Underground City. Is she, however, worthy of that title? All three distinct identities converge on a single fate. What if the enigmatic cold assassin and mafia heir named Seth happens to cross her path? Will Seth be able to figure out what she's trying to hide? Or will she reveal herself alongside him? Upon her sister’s death, she blamed herself for it. That she changed her identity in order to start a new life. She worked so hard to earn what she had right now. She became strong, powerful, feared, and respected. After many years have passed. What if a ghost from her past comes back to haunt her? What if the things she ought to believe isn't what they really are? Will she be able to deal with it? What if the people she's grown to love and care for have secrets of their own? Will she be able to accept it? Will it get easier for her in the long run? Or else fate will make things even more difficult for her. She had always wished to live a normal life, but that wish seemed to exist only in her imagination. For she is, after all, the girl with the TATTOO ON HER FACE.

My son is dying. That is the only truth that matters. Not that I am a half-blood with no pack standing. Not that my Crosser's Permit expired six months ago, and every night I fall asleep wondering if tonight is the night they come for us. Not that I mop floors and scrub blood off marble tiles in a hotel that belongs to the most dangerous wolf family in Silver Hollow, a city that does not officially exist, hidden inside Las Vegas like a knife inside a smile. My name is Tara De Leon. I was once a healer good enough to have been recruited by three different pack academies. Now I am invisible. A cleaning woman. A ghost in a uniform. I became invisible on purpose. Because invisible women survive. And survival is all I have left to give my son. Kai is seven years old. He has his father's jaw and my mother's eyes and a laugh that sounds like something the moon herself invented. He also has Fade Sickness, a supernatural disease that is slowly, quietly, methodically dissolving his wolf-soul from the inside out. Without the Blood Resonance Treatment, available only in Silver Hollow, available only to those with pack connections and pack money, he has maybe eight months. Maybe less. I would burn down every pack in this city to buy him one more day. I just never thought I would have to.

Naomi: This girl claims to protect me!? She’s so cheeky for someone who fainted just seeing the ghost. I am Dolores Rosevul, a quiet college student. But today, without any reason, I was attacked by a mysterious ghost while visiting a Mansion with my friends and fainted. When I finally awoke…She knew what her fate was, death. The only thing she could do now was to hold on tight to Naomi's thighs. Noami: Hmph! Don’t think for a moment that I’ll give someone like you any attention! Dolores: Don't like me, just protect me. --------- Nerdy Noah finally met his rival after over ten years. Marcel Ryuu was taller than him, a better student than him, and even the girl that Noah liked had a crush on him. Noah: My crush likes basketball, I'll work for the school basketball team! Noah: My crush likes calm and cold looking men who secretly only care for her, I will only act cold from today! Marcel [during a battle scene]: Why do you help me? Marcel [after coming out of the mansion]: Why are you still here following me? Marcel [guessing]: Are you secretly in love with me? Noah: No! No! My crush is following you! ___________,_ Disclaimer: The story contains two love story.

I married a man who loved my step-sister. Our marriage was a contract—cold, clinical, temporary. No love. No expectations. And above all, no pregnancy. I told myself I could endure it. That loving him quietly, faithfully, invisibly, would one day be enough. I was wrong. For four years, I lived as a ghost in my own marriage—watching the man I loved choose her, again and again. I sacrificed my pride, my dreams, and my voice, waiting for him to see me. Then I discovered I was pregnant. I had broken the contract. But more than that, I had broken myself. So I left. Years later, I am no longer the woman who begged for scraps of affection. I am powerful, independent, whole. I rebuilt my life, reclaimed my stolen legacy, and became the woman I was always meant to be. Now, the man who once overlooked me stands at my door, desperate for answers—about the son he never knew existed, about the woman he destroyed, about the love he threw away. But some love is realized too late. When the woman you ignored becomes the one you can’t have, and the child you never wanted becomes your only chance at redemption—can a heart that never chose you suddenly deserve a second chance?