Arti Ghost In The Shell Novels & Stories

“Tell me, Scarlett. What do you want?” His voice is a growl — low, filthy — fingers teasing beneath the lace of my panties, just enough to make me squirm. “Say it. I want to hear you beg for it.” He murmurs the words, lips brushing the shell of my ear. “We shouldn’t be doing this…” I whisper, breathless, my body already arching into his touch, betraying every word I just said. Then his fingers slide into my soaked folds, and a sharp moan escapes my lips. He chuckles. Dark. Wicked. “Then why are you so wet for me?” — All Scarlett Bennett wants after a messy divorce that nearly destroyed her reputation and forced her out of the career she loved is a fresh start with absolutely no complications. Even when she wakes up dazed after a reckless, mind-blowing one-night stand, she tells herself it was just sex. A mistake. A moment of weakness that would never happen again. Until she walks into her new office… and sees him. The man who had her spread across his bed, begging for more. The man she now works for. Lucien Whitmore. Lucien is all sharp edges and sin. He's a Billionaire. Brilliant. Mysterious and every bit as dangerous as he is irresistible. He is everything she should avoid — powerful, untouchable, and entirely too used to getting what he wants. And what he wants… is her. She swore it would never happen again. But when he’s got her bent over his desk, whispering praise in a voice that makes her knees weak, she forgets every reason she ever had to resist him. She’s not just a part of his empire now. She’s his favorite sin. And if the world finds out? They’ll both burn for it.

Riya Lance was born into power but never freedom. Daughter of a ruthless hotel tycoon and heir to a fading fashion empire, her life was nothing but a cage wrapped in gold. That cage shattered the night she stood before all and declared her divorce, blowing apart the merger that bound her family to the feared Moreau dynasty. She was betrayed, ambushed, and thrown into the sea. She should have died. Instead, she survived; scarred, with broken memories and a burning need for revenge. With new allies in the shadows, Riya rose again, building herself into a ghost powerful enough to strike back. But the deeper she digs, the darker the truth becomes. The Moreaus were only pawns. The true mastermind is the Don; an unseen hand tied to her near death experience, her father’s sins, and the only man she ever trusted: Mateo Rutherfurd. Once her guide. Now her rival. As empires crumble and buried secrets rise, Riya must choose; between love and vengeance, blood and freedom. Because reclaiming her legacy will cost her everything… and survival may demand an unbelievable sacrifice.

In the gritty shadows of Chicago, Lucian “The Reaper” Moretti, the city’s most feared mafia kingpin, rules with a cold heart and a deadly hand—until Ethan Caldwell, a closeted FBI agent, shatters his world. For two years, Ethan lived a lie as “Evan,” Lucian’s trusted right hand man—battling the burn of forbidden lust while feeding the FBI the evidence to destroy him. But one reckless night, lust wins. In the heat of their only night together, bodies collide—just before the raid blows everything apart and Ethan’s betrayal is revealed. Now, after a year in prison, Lucian is free—and out for blood. Torn between vengeance and the ghost of Ethan’s touch, he begins the hunt. Meanwhile Ethan drowns in guilt, trapped in a fake engagement and a life built on lies. In a city where love is a death sentence, can two broken men survive each other, or will their blood-soaked bond tear them apart? A pulse-pounding MM mafia romance where betrayal cuts deep, obsession burns hotter than sin, and love may be the deadliest weapon of all.

He bought me for revenge. I stayed to protect our secret. ​Ten years ago, I broke Dante Valenti’s heart to save his life. I let him believe our child was gone and that I was the villain in our story. I became a ghost; he became a monster. ​Now, my father’s empire is ruined, and I am the currency used to fix it. Sold to the highest bidder, I expected a stranger. Instead, I got the man I’ve spent a decade mourning—now a ruthless Mafia Don with a heart of ice and a scar that mirrors the one on my soul. ​Dante didn't claim me for love. He wants me as his prisoner, his "trophy," and the target of his calculated cruelty. But as his dark games begin, I’m hiding a secret more dangerous than his wrath: our child is alive. ​If the monster finds out the truth, he won't just claim me. He’ll burn the whole world down to take what’s his.

She was never meant to be a bride. Let alone his. Mute. Marked. Mistreated. Isla has always been a ghost in her own pack—silent, unseen, and used. But when the spoiled daughter of her Alpha refuses to marry the ruthless Mad Alpha Lucien, she offers Isla as a substitute. Thrown into a deadly game of deception, Isla must pretend to be the bride of Alpha Lucien, and must not be found out as a fake as her life relies on it. But Lucien isn’t the monster the rumors say—he’s something far more dangerous. He’s her mate. And she feels nothing—— which day by day, is making Lucien grow more obsessed with her. He wants answers. And she wants her freedom. Which one would prevail? Love or freedom? And what happens when Lucien finds out that Isla is not just a mute bride, and she’s far far more than what he’ll ever be? Find out in this gripping story. Perfect for people who like slow burns, fated mates and stolen identity.

His fingers slid into my hair, tugging just enough to tilt my head back and expose my throat to him. “We shouldn’t be doing this, Mr. Turner,” I breathed, my voice breaking on a gasp as he found a sensitive spot just beneath my ear and sucked lightly. His growl was low and primal, vibrating through my skin as he pressed his body against mine. I felt every hard line of him, his heat bleeding through my clothes. “Why not?” he murmured, his voice rough with restrained need. I swallowed hard. “You’re… you’re my ex-fiancé’s father.” He paused. For a moment, everything stilled… his breath against my throat, the air between us, even the rain outside seemed to hesitate. Then he lifted his head, and our eyes locked. His were a stormy blue, intense and unwavering. “No one has to know, Catherine,” he said quietly, his voice was like a dark promise wrapped in silk. Then he leaned in with his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “I can be your dirty secret.” A shiver ripped down my spine. His words settled deep in my gut, awakening something dangerous. I bit my lip. Every cell in my body screamed for me to walk away but I didn’t. Instead, I gripped the front of his shirt, pulled him down, and kissed him hard. Desperately. He rumbled low in his chest, kissing me back with equal hunger, his hands roaming my body like he already knew every curve. When he finally broke the kiss, I was breathless. Then he dropped to his knees between my legs, with his eyes darker now. “I’m going to show you the world,” he said. “If you’d let me.”

“I don't want any trouble, Easton.” She breathed. But he only stepped closer, running his fingers on her cheeks slowly as a smirk stretched the side of his mouth, “Well, that's too damn bad because I want to see you in trouble. I want to see you in pain until you're nothing but a shell in a body.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she held back a sob, her throat was dry as she asked the question that was burning in her chest, “Do you hate me that much?” Seeing her tears made something in him shift but he quickly recovered. He took a few steps back and tucked his hands in his pockets before finding her gaze again, “That would make me too kind. What I feel for you isn't hate, Scarlet. It's deeper than that, but most importantly, I want to make you pay for ruining my life and taking my brother from me.” ……….. They say opposites attract, and for them, it was love at first sight. But love wasn’t enough to keep them together when fate tore them apart. She left him, convinced it was the only way to protect him. He believed she abandoned him out of cold-heartedness, and love for money. Blaming her for his brother’s tragic accident. For five long years, he’s harbored a fierce bitterness, a desire for revenge so intense it’s reshaped him, hardening his heart to ice. Now she’s back—stronger, wiser, but still haunted by the shadows of their past. And he’s waiting, ready to make her pay for what he believes she stole from him. She takes his anger, thinking it’s because she left, unaware of the deeper wound that fuels his wrath. But what happens when the truth finally comes out?

"Let me go," I snapped, even though my voice wasn’t as sharp as I wanted it to be. “No,” he growled, lips grazing the shell of my ear, his breath warm and wicked as his hand slid down, fingers pressing just above my thigh, and trailed all the way to my wet fold. “You want to hate this, don’t you?” he whispered, mouth trailing hot kisses along my neck as his hand shifted my underwear, “But your body’s begging, baby.” I gasped, lips parting, and before I could spit out a comeback, he crushed his mouth to mine. The kiss was rough, full of hunger, and I whimpered into his mouth before I could stop myself. My body pressed into his, desperate for more. But he suddenly pulled both his lips and hand back, “Say the word and I’ll stop.” I stared at him. My chest was rising and falling too fast. My lips were swollen. My thighs, God, I was throbbing. I want, I need. He pressed a knee between my legs and my and I mewed. Yes, me. I mewed like some needy, pathetic bitch in heat. For him. "That’s what I thought," he growled, and the next second he pinned both my wrists above my head and kissed me like he was trying to ruin me all over again. **** Liora once has a powerful name, a future paved in gold, until Tristan Cole walked in and tore everything apart. Now, years later, Liora is forced into a marriage contract with the very man who destroyed her life, all to save her dying brother. But Tristan wants something more dangerous. Her heart. Her body, all of her. Will love be her ultimate undoing? Or will she crawl out of wreckage and gain control?

Rose Melody Jacobs is a 21-year-old student at NYU. She lost her father at a very young age and it traumatized her. Her life was a simple bubble before his death popped it open. She finds Love in Sterling Hunter. A love-struck 24-year old that longs after the heart of Rose. He has never been normal and yet his closest attempt to trying to date Rose was to stalk her. He felt like he couldn’t ruin things from a distance and it was better that way. At first, the word “supernatural” made Rose burst out in fits of laughter, but after seeing it for herself; her whole perspective changed. Sterling Hunter, her imperfect boyfriend is a 100-year-old ghost from past. They try to make the relationship work but when other ghosts starts visiting them, including one of Sterling’s exes. It all starts to go to hell. Rose Melody Jacobs was looking for a mystery, and so fate brought her the biggest enigma of her life. Sterling Hunter. More secrets begins to unravel and Sterling begins to look more like a stranger every single day.

Gael Greyson, the heir of a multibillion company died in an accident buy found himself wandering in the streets until he realized someone can see him. San, a pitiful doctor who was trying to live in the big city found the ghost of Gael who offer her money and I return she had to help him with few matters. San agreed to help the man and was found by the chairman of the company. She admitted to the man that she was Gael's girlfriend and their relationship was kept hidden for her safety. The old man brought her to a room where Gael was lying on the bed in a coma. He asked her to bear his grandson's child as there was no chance Gael could wake up. Now, she had to help the man who was in coma but only she can see him. Will she be able to help Gael and wake him up from coma? Will they find his killer? Why only she can see him? What if the man is not what she thinks he is? What if he is indeed a cruel underworld king who likes to rule? There are a lot of secrets but one thing is common and that is love.