Romans & histoires My Ghost Friend Fanart

Fate most times fate plays a joke on us. We don't decide whom to love, and we sure don't decide when to fall in love. It all happens when we least expected. Being the most popular cheerleader in the school, Kira never expects to fall in love with the new guy in school. At first they clashed, but later on became friends. From being friends, she gradually started developing feelings for her best friend, feelings that weren't reciprocated as Edin doesn't feel anything for her, or so she thought. When she got betrayed by her female best from, Kira decides to leave the country in pursuit of her career while Edin stayed back to take over his family's business. Three years later, Kira is back.

I built them up. I gave them everything. And they destroyed me. I thought love meant sacrifice. I thought friendship meant loyalty. But I was wrong. I bankrolled my boyfriend, helping him rise from nothing, believing in his dreams. I took my best friend under my wing, giving her everything she never had. But while I was away, enjoying a much-needed girls' trip—the one she conveniently backed out of—they were busy betraying me in the worst way possible. I found out by accident. A simple call from his phone, meant to tell my best friend I was back, turned into the moment that shattered my world. "My baby." Those words on the screen made my stomach drop. And then I read more. "I’m j

On the day of the company's annual gala, I quit my job and went back to the countryside, using up all my savings to help my best friend raise her daughter. She had died tragically, swept away by the river while trying to retrieve my hundred-million-dollar gala prize ticket that had fallen into the water. Wracked with guilt, I honored her dying wish and married her husband. After the wedding, I sold my blood and even a kidney just to make ends meet, raising my stepdaughter with everything I had. Eventually, she fulfilled her dream of winning the Best Actress Award and was about to marry the richest man in the country. But just as I was preparing to give a speech at her wedding, I saw my bes

"Baby girl, you know there’s no going back after this, right?" he said, licking her lower lip and holding her head up. "If I fuck you right now," he said again, "that means you’ll be mine alone, and no one else is allowed to touch you. I’m the only one who gets to touch you like this." He said, spreading her thighs with his knee. She swallowed hard and looked at him. She was really doing this. She was a grown woman, and she was about to fuck the man who used to be her best friend. She wanted this so badly. She’d never wanted someone like this before. She regretted lying to him years ago—if she had given him a chance back then, she would have been enjoying this all along. "Do you want thi

During my cousin Monica Bleuthe's birthday party, my boyfriend, Grayson Chapman, who claimed to be on a business trip, suddenly appeared holding her hand and toasting the crowd. We were stunned when our eyes met. Monica hugged his arm intimately. "I forgot to introduce him to you, Ella. This is my boyfriend, Grayson. He's the CEO of the company we worked with last time." Grayson approached me and lowered his voice to say, "It's just a misunderstanding. I'm only pretending to be Monica's boyfriend." We had been in a relationship for four years, and he had never allowed our relationship to go public. He even refused to let me attend any high-end parties with him because he thought I was ju

We grew up in the same neighborhood, his parents are billionaires, while my parents worked for his parents, but they were too nice, to sponsor my education. I went to the same school he attended, he protected me from being bullied, while I help him with his assignments and to keep up his grade. He is a great dancer, and I dance very well too, we usually practice together, we read together, and he tells me everything about himself while I tell him almost everything about myself too. He was everything to me, he was that brother I never had, and I was the sister he never had, people see us more like siblings than just friends, because of our closeness, and because of his status and protective

Norah was a ghost. Born without a scent in a world governed by pheromones, she was the invisible runt of the pack — ignored, dismissed, and forgotten. She thought being invisible was a curse, until her father sold pack secrets to a rival mafia family and vanished, leaving Norah to pay the price. Enter Declan Sutton. Ruthless Alpha. Corporate warlord. He does not want Norah's money. He buys her debt for one reason only: to use her unique anomaly as a weapon against his enemies. Declan forces Norah into a world of espionage and blood, using her scentlessness to infiltrate high-security galas and rival strongholds. But as the war between the Suttons and the Kranes escalates from corporate

Amelia was always the outcast, mocked for her size and ignored by everyone but Dylan Thane, the only light in her dark school life. She fell for him, of course. Who wouldn’t? But her heart shattered when Dylan, her best friend, seemed to fall for the very bully who made her life miserable. Desperate to be seen, Amelia struck a deal with a mysterious old woman for the perfect body. The new Amelia turned heads but not Dylan’s. Because he had always loved her as she was… and had never betrayed her. Now, the true cost of beauty is coming due and it’s more than she bargained for.

Nathan And I have been best friends until we graduated from the University. Every of Nathan's family knew I and Nathan, including his grandfather whose dying wish was that I and Nathan became couple. After the marriage, Nathan only saw me like a younger sister since he was older. In the eyes of the public, I and Nathan was married but to Nathan, I was a naive little girl who wasn't matured enough for marriage. He believes I had gotten married to him just to fulfill his grandfather's wish, unknown to him that I had fallen deeply for him. Nathan has a lover called Erica and due to the sister and brother relationship we have despite being married, he would invite his lover over as they

On the day I was in heat, my childhood sweetheart stood me up. He only sent me a voice message, which said, “Willow, what do you mean you’re in heat? You’re just desperate for a man. Have some self-respect. Stop calling me!” Just as my fever spiked, pushing me to the edge of delirium, spectators watching my story flooded my vision with comments. [Sweetie, there are plenty of fish in the sea! Don’t be sad!] [Honey, look who’s walking in front of you. It’s Douglas Simus, the university heartthrob. He has the whole V-line and abs package, and he’s still a pure virgin boy!] Who? A V-line and abs? He should probably be able to satisfy me then. I struggled to open my eyes and saw a handsome