Smile Ghost Novels & Stories

FALLING FOR A GHOST 3 - For Nevaeh is back from the land of the dead with a single purpose; avenge her own death and that of her sister, Heaven. Uche, a good-looking young man in his early twenties, who also happens to be an atheist has been unlucky with women in his previous relationships, he seeks true love and hopes to find it if only it existed.

Instead of feeling sad, she smiled widely. She jumped off the bed, slid the glass door to the side and went to the balcony. There, she inhaled a deep breath. After a while, she chuckled alone. Once again, she recalled the frivolous dream of last night. The long-haired blond with the beautiful appearance lingered on her mind. “What am I thinking? Someone like that cannot exist in this world.” She shook her head. She smiled all alone at the balcony while thinking of him. She felt a weird kind of relief after knowing the ghost she saw in her dream wasn’t a female. She thought it was funny but at the same time, it was impossible to forget such a person who possessed an appearance that was like n

"Elle, you need to see this.” Ghost calls out. I push the knife a little harder into the Collector’s shoulder before jumping to my feet. I give him one last look before turning my back on him. His fingers have stopped twitching; even if I take the knife out, the damage is most likely permanent, and he’s no threat to me anymore. I see Ghost has walked behind the counter; he has a computer in front of him and the glow of the screen is lighting him up, making him look like some kind of otherworldly ghost. I kind of get the name but it seems more like a punishment to me, like his parents judged him on how he looked when he was born and decided to brand him with the name forever.

JAXSON "Smile, Feya. People are taking photos," I murmured, keeping my voice low as we stepped out into the freezing air of the quad. "Smiling without a genuine emotional trigger creates an unnatural facial contortion," Feya said flatly, her eyes locked on the stone steps. "Observers will recognize the disingenuous nature of the expression." God, this woman. "They don't want genuine, Ghost," I said, slinging my arm over her shoulder and pulling her against my side. "They want to see that the Ice King hasn't lost his mind over a bad game, and that his genius girlfriend isn't dumping him."

By the time Richard arrived, the funeral was almost over. Everyone who had come to say goodbye was gone. Only I remained. I wanted a little more time with Chloe. She'd always been clingy. And she was afraid of the dark. "Richard, see? I told you Selena was lying. If this were really a funeral, why is nobody here? This is obviously another stunt to get you to come home." Grace's voice cut through the silence. Richard's face darkened.

With a smile. ____

A dark vow etched in bone and blood. She didn't flinch. She tilted her head back, meeting my gaze without fear, only a deep, understanding intensity. "I know," she whispered. "And you are mine, Ace Reynolds. My monster. My protector. My ruin." Her lips curved in a faint, challenging smile. "Now stop looking like a brooding gargoyle and let's find these ghosts so we can bore them to death with peace talks."

But on rare occasions, he would glance toward her direction. In one such moment, while she was filing a set of documents, her eyes met his again. In that brief instant, his face softened. His dark eyes held a moment of quiet understanding, and the ghost of a smile appeared on his lips. That smile was so small, so fleeting, that it nearly escaped her notice. Yet, in that split second, it filled her with a sense of hope. For Stephanie, that smile was a silent message amid the ordinary rhythm of office life.

"Who would joke about something like this? Belle is truly gone. Her body is at the funeral home right now. Come with me and see for yourself!" Alice, her face pale as a sheet, chimed in with a voice full of false innocence. "Mom, I know Belle doesn't like me, but there's no need to make up such terrible lies to scare Grayson." If I were still alive, I might have applauded Alice's performance. Her acting was impeccable—what a waste of talent not to have pursued a career in the entertainment industry. "You shameless tramp!" Liam roared, his fury unabated. "Shut your mouth! Both you and Grayson know exactly what kind of filthy relationship you have going on!"