Riley Ghost Novels & Stories

In the moonlight, a woman in a white lace dress was kneeling on the stone steps of the chapel, her face buried in her hands, her shoulders trembling. She had no feet. Below her dress, there was only a swirling black mist. "I see her." Lorenzo let out a low whistle. "Two years ago, Marco put her in the ground right there. Her ashes are buried under the rose bushes behind the chapel." I didn't stop, walking straight toward the chapel. Giovanni froze behind me but didn't dare to call out. As I reached the bottom of the steps, the female ghost's head snapped up. She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits.

“You’re stuck with me now, Riley. Haunted houses, demons, whatever comes next… I’ll protect you and fuck you through all of it.” Riley smiled, adrenaline still buzzing. “I think I believe in ghosts now… because that was otherworldly.”

Riley's eyes snapped open, and she looked at me with teary, unfocused eyes. "Kelani," She whispered. "Is this you or a ghost?" "Can you feel a ghost?" I asked her, and she shook her head. "Then this is me." Riley looked skeptical briefly, as if she didn't believe what I was saying; she gazed down at my hand on her and back at my face. "Oh, Kelani," she cried, pulling me into a hug. "Easy, I am still sore," I laughed as she pressed me even tighter.

“The details are adult problems to worry about. What’s important is that Ainsley will be with her Grandma Jane and me until the problems get solved. We don’t know exactly how long it will be, but it will be awhile. She misses her brother and her mom a lot. She’s never been away from them for this long.” “Oh.” Riley sounds sad. Everyone stops talking. All I can hear is the ocean waves. I peek out from the towel to see what’s going on. Riley is sitting in the sand next to Grandpa, still wrapped in his towel. “My mom died last year. She got pulled into a riptide and drowned. That’s why Dad is teaching me how to surf. So I won’t panic if I get pulled under.” “I-I’m sorry.” I bite my lip. I don’t

On prom night, I buried my dream of becoming an artist—for Sophie. Wanna know why? ‘Cus my greatest fulfillment will be seeing her turned out to be nothing like me: broken and ruined. “Not again!” A familiar feminine voice snatches me from my thoughts. I blink my eyes open to see Riley’s face almost pressed against mine, her wild green eyes studying my face. She’s cosplaying a maid, her short flared black skirt hangs high on her tiny waist, revealing her long skinny summer thighs. The kind you fantasize about smearing oil on and licking with your tongue.

I was beyond furious that he had kept this from us all this time because I knew now that the faceless men in my dreams were Royal Guards. “They’ll kill you! You’ll never get close enough to kill him,” Ryder said in a low tone. “You don’t know half of what I can do.” I hadn’t earned the name Ghost because I was a good hunter. I earned it because I was the best. I could move so quietly that even Milo didn’t hear me and his hearing was better than mine. I didn’t feel pain and I healed faster than any species in existence. Ghost wasn’t just a myth, it was who I became.

"Wha-? G-phone has an AI too?" Laura raised a brow. AI? Did this geek really think that an AI would be this intelligent? Was he living in a fantasy world? "No, I have a name. It's Laura and to be more precise, I'm currently an e-ghost. That means I am dependent on your power source in the phone and cannot leave the phone until I level up enough. For your information, this isn't a programmed back story, don't look at me like that. I'm a real human... was a real human anyway. I died many years back, I think."

Amanda tried to copy her decency, she craned her neck, as she skimmed her carefully. Mercy tittered and gushed. “don’t worry I will teach you.” She crooned Angela could barely hear them, her eyes looked at the stairs, she barely paid attention at them. She waited for them eagerly. they walked in; Melina marched on her hounds making a sharp click-clack as they walked down the stairs. Mercy looked mortified as she spoke to them. ‘‘it’s my mom, she loves wearing hounds, you will get used to the sound.’’ Her face said it all; she was pissed with that atmosphere; it must be really eating her up.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.

The little boy's form from earlier was nothing more than a discarded shell. The entire laboratory echoed with Riley's chilling, sinister laughter as she chanted spells in Krowonian. Suddenly, the spirits transformed into ghosts. Almost a hundred children stared at Aria with vacant eyes, their hands outstretched. Among them was Toto's half-transparent figure. Riley's voice rang out, mocking, "Go on, kill these spirits if you think you can. Only by destroying them all can you truly defeat me. "If I'm not mistaken, you aren't even from this world. You can only unleash a fraction of your power here. It's simple to survive—just obliterate them completely! Haha! I love watching Farshyans turn on e