Scary Games Ghost

Hwang Joonjae was a ruthless mafia don. Shrewd, calculative and manipulative, Joonjae was the most dangerous figure in the underworld. That is until he suddenly disappeared without a trace. Five years later, Joonjae returned to the country, only this time, he was not alone. Accompanying him was Lee Chaerin, a beautiful and mysterious girl, who went with him everywhere. Addressing her as his 'wife', Joonjae sets off to unveil a decade old mystery related to his family's death. The small setback is that only Joonjae can see or hear his 'wife'. Who is this mysterious Chaerin? Is she real or a fragment of his imagination? WARNING: THIS NOVEL WILL CONTAIN SOME SMUT. ALSO, DUE TO THE VIOLENT THEME OF THE NOVEL, THERE WILL BE A LOT OF DETAILED GRAPHIC VIOLENCE. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK AND NO FL VIOLATION WILL BE PRESENT IN THIS NOVEL. Cover Credit: Fanart from Pinterest with slight modifications

In a world ruled by the iron fist of powerful Alphas, Lunas are little more than ornaments—beautiful, silent, and disposable. But a storm is brewing, and its name is Zoriana. Raised with the strength of an Alpha but bound by the duties of a wife, Zoriana built an empire for a man who repaid her with the ultimate betrayal: a fated mate. Tossed aside for a "fragile" replacement, the world expects her to wither away. They are wrong. From the ashes of her marriage, Zoriana rises. With a severed bond, a private army of elite defectors, and a heart turned to ice, she is no longer playing by the rules of the Great Packs. She is building her own kingdom, The ZRoux Group, and challenging the very foundations of shifter society. But the higher she climbs, the deadlier the game becomes. Dragged into a web of Alphas’ manipulative power plays and hunted by enemies who will stop at nothing to see her fall, Zoriana finds herself caught between two worlds. Fate has finally sent her a fated mate she is sworn to support—a man who represents everything she once wanted. Yet she feels a forbidden, soul-searing pull toward a devilishly alluring enemy who represents everything she branded as evil. In a world where carefully, crafted lies are unraveling and the line between right and wrong has blurred, the price of freedom may be higher than she ever imagined. When the dust settles, will she be the one wearing the crown, or will the weight of her choices be her undoing?

Vivian Kane is a ghost in the digital underworld, slipping into Alessandro Costello’s world like she’s always been there. She lifts his wallet with a swipe of her fingers, and just like that, she’s not only hacked his systems—she’s hacked his life. Alessandro Costello doesn’t do forgiveness. She’s made it personal, and now he’s out for blood. He’s ready to turn her life into a living nightmare, using every dirty trick he knows to make her regret ever crossing him. What starts as a simple theft quickly spirals into something far darker. They’re trapped in a high-stakes game of cat and mouse, where every touch and taunt turns up the heat until it’s a steamy, no-holds-barred battle of lust and dirty games. In this twisted mind-fuck, trust is a luxury neither can afford.

Elina Salim atau lebih di kenal sebagai Elina Vladimira Shaqueela Verischa Evrenera Roux biasa di panggil Eline yang mempunyai kemampuan unik yang membuat organisasi-organisasi gelap menginginkannya dan memanfaatkan kemampuan uniknya dan beruntung ada seseorang yang selalu melindunginya

My husband's adopted sister invited me out to dinner, and while we were eating, disaster struck—a violent earthquake shook the ground beneath us. My husband, a firefighter, rushed to the scene as quickly as he could. But fate had a cruel plan for us. We were trapped beneath a massive boulder, unable to move, and the rescuers could only save one of us. He made his choice. He chose her—the adopted sister who had always been frail and sickly—over me, his wife, who was five months pregnant with his child. I begged him, pleaded with him to save me. But he turned his back on me. The boulder pressed harder, and I felt the sickening crack of my arm breaking. He didn't even flinch. "Alice has always been weak," he said coldly. "If I leave her here, she'll die." But when I died, he lost his mind.

Bata palang ay nakakakita na si Melody ng mga multo. Sinusubukan nya itong iwasan dahil 'yon ang sabi ng mama nya dahil nakikita nitong na bu-bully sya noon ng mga kaklase dahil sa pagiging weirdo. Pero kahit anong iwas nya ay wala, naiinis sya sa mga multo kaya hindi minsan ay hindi nito mapilang awayin at sigawan ang mga multong kinaiinisan nya at sanay na 'tong tawaging weirdo sa skwelahan nila. Lahat na yata ng studyante ay ayaw sakanya, bukod sa mahirap siya ay napalalapit din sya sa heartthrob ng school nila... Sa skwelahan na hindi sya bagay pero nakikibagay. Nakapasok lang naman sya sa school na 'yon dahil kaibigan ng mama nya ang may-ari non... Pero pano kung isang araw ay malaman nyang 'yon ang totoo nyang ama? May mam-bu-bully pa kaya sakanya? Ano nga bang magiging buhay nya kasama ang ama at ang mga multong nakapaligid sakanya? Makakahanap pa kaya sya ng lalaking tatanggapin ang pagka weirdo nya? Yong lalaking naniniwala sakanya...pero pano kung makatagpo sya ng lalaking hindi naniniwala sa multo? Tunghayan natin ang kwento ni Melody at pati ang mga multong laging nakasunod sakanya, tunghayan natin ang sari-sarili nilang kwento.

Echo was a ghost but she had no idea till Lorenzo moved into her house and she realized that he is the only one that can see her. She had no idea how and when she died or why her ghost is still in her house but Lorenzo took it upon himself to help her figure it out. A billionaire turned ghost, a hope of being reborn, a possibility of love but most importantly, the mystery surrounding her death is what she hoped Lorenzo can help her figure out but how will she handle the fact that he might be doing it for his selfish interests. Will she be able to accept her new life, can she handle all the betrayal and will she be capable of forgiveness?

I rented a house with a bloody history because it was cheap. On the first night after moving in, the faucet turned on by itself. I yelled into thin air, “Are you paying the water bill?!” The water instantly stopped flowing. I thought that was just the beginning of the ghost not bothering me. Unexpectedly, the next day, I saw a main course with two side dishes prepared on the dining table.

“Dance.” He commands and Abigail's eyebrows knit in confusion. “I want you to dance. Show me all that you’ve got, naked." Blake Knight. Billionaire. Womanizer. Dangerous. He takes what he wants. Love? Never in his plans, not even in his arranged marriage. His only real obsession is LUST--the elite club where the most beautiful strippers compete for his attention. Then there is Abigail, hired to lure him, to trap him, to infiltrate the Knight family. But seducing Blake is only the beginning. His wife, Ursula, isn't about to let another woman take what is hers. And in a world where power is everything, obstacles aren't just removed... They're eliminated! But Blake isn't as easy to control as they thought. He might be a billionaire, a man ruled by pleasure but he's also a predator in his own right. And when the game turns deadly, Abigail will learn that falling for the Mafia King comes at a price. Get ready for a dark, thrilling, and suspenseful Mafia romance.

On April Fool’s Day, my CEO husband cut out my heart to save his childhood sweetheart's son. After the surgery, he tossed me into a cold rental apartment, where I died in agony. Three days after my death, my five-year-old daughter played in the room as usual. Walking by the sofa, she wrinkled her little nose and mumbled, "Mommy, there's a weird smell in here." She touched my face and murmured, "Mommy, are you pretending to be Snow White? Why are you so pale?" She shook my arm harder and raised her voice, "Mommy, it's my birthday today—get up and blow out the candles!" Confused, she picked up the phone and called her father. “Daddy, did I make Mommy mad? I lit the candles, but no matter how much I call her, she won’t wake up.” On the other end of the call, Patrick Hart’s voice was cold and impatient. “What could possibly be wrong with her? She’s just pretending to be asleep for sympathy. It’s Johnny’s birthday, I’m busy. Don’t bother me! Tell your melodramatic mother to stop playing her little tricks. I don't have time to humor her." My daughter removed the candle from her bun, pinched off a piece of the bun, and fed it to me. "Mommy, I made a secret wish… I really wish you could hold me again, just like before."