Riley Ghost Novels & Stories

Whispers rippled through the rows behind us. Only two companies had received a reaction like that. The Goddard Group International. And Cross Holdings. “Cross Holdings already has this locked down,” a woman whispered. “Nobody stops the Ghost,” another man murmured. “Not unless the Goddards stop him.” Then I turned to Julian. “That man from earlier… who was that?” I whispered. Julian didn’t answer right away. His eyes stayed fixed on the stage while his grip on my hand loosened just a little.

He corrected as he turned invisible and back to visible and he was standing right in front of me. " Oh fuck." he smiled and dropped the water aside and sit close to me. " Are you scared?" He asked. " No, I'm surprised." I said and rolled my eyes. He hugged me at once and I perceived his cologne, it was nice. " Your phone is ringing ." He said and gave me my phone. " Bethany." I muttered and picked up. " Hey Beth." " Riley..." She sob on the phone. " What happened ?" " I need you in New Orleans right away." She cried.

My stomach, now turning with nervousness as the media player begins to play the video. "Hello Skylar. My name is Chase Argent and I am your father. I'm sorry that it takes my death for me to reach out to you but trust me, there is a very good reason for it." I hold my breath as the husky yet warm and friendly voice of this stranger fills my ears. There seems to be less urgency in his voice compared to his written word. He takes his time and smiles a lot as he speaks. Speaks to me and me alone.

He was a ghost, haunting the edges of a world that had moved on without him. "He'll never stop hunting us," Vivian said one evening, sitting by the fire in the new house. Her sister, Elena—the other Elena—lived with her now, healing from years of captivity. "Men like him don't know how." "Then we'll be ready," Riley said. "We'll always be ready. That's what an heir does—protects what was given." --- The second anniversary of Tata Pedro's death fell on a rainy Tuesday. Riley woke before dawn, kissed Kyle's sleeping shoulder, and walked to the orchard alone. The rain was soft, warm, the kind of rain that made things grow.

"I'm sorry I didn't remember you earlier...I must have lost some of my memories when I was kidnapped by the ghosts. "Did you happen to see Carlos?" Amelia asked. Riele looked at Amelia before returning her gaze to her ex. "Who's Carlos?" She asked. "He's our friend. We are trying to rescue him from the same ghosts that got you." Xen explained. "When did you start seeing ghosts?" Shocked by the question, Riele looked away like she didn't hear him. "Did you hear me?" Xen asked. "Uh?" Riele turned to face him. "When did you start seeing ghosts?" he asked again. "I remember you broke up with me because I see ghosts."

Rachel ranted. Ashley looked at Rachel squarely, the menace glaring in her eyes. Her teeth clenched down in anger. “Have you? Have you really done me no wrong?” A sudden chill trailed down Rachel’s spine. The dead look in Ashley's gaze frightened her. “Who are you?” Rachel asked in a fear filled voice. “A ghost from your past.” Dreadful eeriness belied Ashley's tone. Swiftly, Ashley shook off the seriousness on her face and switched to a playful grin. “You’re losing all the ice in that drink.” She pointed to the glass before Rachel.

But she cannot leave this abused woman alone and let her die in the hands of this Psycho. "Chelsea, you have to stay strong. I will bring my car closer to you and help you into the vehicle. Ok?" Riley asked the crying woman, who gave a jerky nod. Riley stood up and turned to go to her car, but froze when saw him standing right beside her car, wearing a black cloak which is hiding all of his face and his body. He is tall, as tall as a werewolf. Riley realised that her stalker is a shifter. She has to find out to which pack he belongs to. He has this metallic scent which is concealing his original scent.

“I—I thought you saw it too. The thing standing by your window. The eyes, Aurora… the red eyes.” I took a shaky breath, my stomach twisting painfully. “Red eyes?” I whispered. “What red eyes, Riley?” He hesitated, and Caleb stepped forward. “Don’t stall,” he said, his voice clipped and urgent. “Tell us exactly what you saw.” “It was like a ghost,” Riley said, his voice rising. “It had these scary eyes, like—like a demon! But it looked straight at me. I—I thought it was something you knew about or something watching over you, Aurora. That’s why I never said anything. I thought you knew.”

Warmth surged throughout his body as it slowly took on a solid form and he could feel the wetness of the water on his skin. He leant forward from behind her. "Thank you..." he whispered in her ear. At the same time, a gust of cold wind brushed past and fluttered her wet hair in mid-air. She froze at the sudden abnormality and crossed her hands over her exposed chests. Her body trembled when a pair of cold arms appeared out of nowhere and wrapped her slender waist from behind. From the dimmed reflection on the glass, she could vaguely see someone with long hair and a muscular body; smiling at her. Her face turned as white as the white sheet. Is that the female ghost she saw last night?

I released, holding back my breath so I wouldn't throw up. Suddenly, a shadow moved past me, swiftly in my room, but I couldn't see any face displayed. "Oh... My... God...!!!" I screamed so loudly, but softly, but in a blink, it disappeared. In the snap of an eye, I saw myself lying comfortably on my bed. My eyes widened as my phone rang and my hand clutched it so tightly. "What's the matter Cilia, your voice? "Oh Melinda, it's you! I just saw him again in my dreams, and as I woke up this place became so terrifying for me!"