Miramounts Ghost Novels & Stories

“Not going back.” “Alright then.” Mira nodded and turned to Jack with an extended hand. Jack gave her the leather satchel that Carl had left behind for them. She opened it and took two contracts that had the classic wording of a contract of sale of person with the redemption cost set at 10 gold coins” “Just 10 gold coins??” Sierra asked in confusion; even Martha had the same expression in her eyes before she calmed down and spoke in a gentle tone “Your grace, the standard redemption for young people starts at 1 gold nugget.”

“I didn’t think you would want to spend so much money in exchange for her freedom.” I rolled my eyes at him. “So what was your plan? How did you plan on getting back your money when you know that her father is dead?” Ghost shrugged. “I have no idea. I was going to figure something out. Unless you’re going to pay the one million dollars that her father owes me.” I gasped as I heard the amount. How on earth did Ava’s papa owe him that much money? There was no use asking because Ghost wasn’t going to tell me the details.

Myra gritted her teeth and took out her phone to transfer the money. After the first time came the second, and the third. "Myra, look at this new divine beast mount. It's a server-wide limited release. With this, the account's value doubles!" "Myra, I got camped in the arena. I need to buy materials for top-tier potions." "Myra, there's a guild war. I need to hand out money to boost morale!" The excuses varied wildly, and the amounts went from a few hundred dollars to several thousand dollars. At first, Myra would ask a few questions, but later she mechanically transferred the money. The balance in her banking app was dropping steeply. In there was over 80% of my salary and bonuses from the

Reid asked, curiosity lacing his words. "Daddy, you're confused," Mira cut in, tugging at her father's arm. "She's just a human Reid found at the border. A slave. She's wolfless and can't shift. She's nothing like my sister was." Silas pulled his arm away, but his eyes remained narrowed on me. "What a striking resemblance," he whispered under his breath. He turned to Reid before taking his seat at the table. "Be careful, Alpha. Some ghosts don't stay buried," he warned Reid.

Cecilia's laugh rolled, "isn’t it time to settle the balance you promised me?" "Do not worry. As soon as I end this call, I will transfer the money to you," Miriam's voice purred through the line. Cecilia's eyes gleamed with joy. "Perfect. In the future, if there are more chances to make fast coins like this, please don’t hesitate to call me."

“What does she want?” “She doesn’t talk, not really. Just… little pieces. Whispers. Sometimes she laughs.” That laugh crawls into my bones. Dante’s eyes went storm-dark. “Mira’s ghost isn’t taking you. Not while I’m breathing.” I wanted to buy what he was selling, really. Wanted to let his confidence drown out the creeping dread. But then, there it was again, curling through my skull like smoke that won’t clear. You took everything, Elora. Now I’ll take it back.

Shamira was pacing a trench in the area around the eighteenth green on Shane's golf course. It was bad enough that she had been a vampire for less than two weeks, a sexual submissive (in practice) or less than one week and that both things weighed heavily on her mind. She had just finished baring her soul about one of the most traumatic events of her existence, and now she'd met her first ghost who had an unbelievable message for her. "Bullshit!" she shouted again.

“You are so strange I almost thought you were not Hwagu!” Hwagu chuckled, break the hugged, “So if I'm not Hwagu, you think I'm some sort of ghost appearing infront of you?” Mariya shookt to hear such a words, as if he was trying to convey a possibility, so she shouted, “Ghost aren't real!” “You sure?” “You're not the ghost even they were real!” Mariya smiled, as if to say something, then she continued, “The ghost have never been so handsome as yours. You will still want to be a ghost?”

I lied about my age and ended up in a secret online relationship with one of the biggest names in esports. He was nothing like his public persona. In public, he was cold and aloof. Online, though, he flirted with me nonstop. When he got worked up, he even said he'd be my good boy. Then my nineteenth birthday came and went, and my wolf still hadn't awakened. Most werewolves shifted for the first time at sixteen. Even late bloomers awakened by eighteen. I couldn’t let Adrian find out I was defective, with no wolf at all. So I broke up with him and blocked him everywhere. Months later, while staying with my best friend Chloe, I heard her older brother speak outside the bedroom. I had heard that

They were shocked by her honesty, she had a chance to keep the money but instead she gave it to them, soul like that are rare to find. Mercy called Amanda up in her chamber, she wanted to thank her once again for helping her family out. Melina called Angela to discuss with her of the ongoing misreads with the contact, she assured her of the modesty in them, it was clear they had no idea of the details in the contract. “it’s okay, ma’am we won’t break the contract, we still have our copy.” Angela was adamant, she knew what they wanted but she stood firm with her rules.