Hanako Bathroom Ghost Novels & Stories

Two years of marriage. Two years of trust. Two years of secrets I never knew existed. I thought I was coming home to the man I married—surprising Nathan after my work trip ended early. Instead, I stood frozen in the doorway of our bedroom, watching my husband tangled in the sheets with someone I never expected. Someone whose face I only caught a glimpse of before she bolted—running out the back like a ghost escaping the scene of a crime. But I know that face. I’ve seen it every day of my life. Felt its presence in my laughter, my tears, my memories. That night shattered everything. The perfect husband. The perfect life. All of it was a carefully crafted illusion built on lies. Now, nothing is what it seems—and I have no idea where this road will take me.

Jake despised weak women, especially women who showed interest in him. A strong and independent woman was what could drive the beast in him, but there was Cassie. Adopted by Jake's uncle at the age of six, Jake treated her like his sister, but how did things change? ---CASSIE--- I imagined him. Just the thought of him had me squeezing my thighs. I kept my eyes closed so I could focus my thoughts on him. My breathing grew heavier as I rubbed my clit, and my body started to tense up, feeling like I was about to tip over the edge of my orgasm. The sensation was overwhelming, and I felt the walls of my room start spinning faster and faster as I rubbed on my clit frantically. I imagined him flipping me onto my back and starting to slowly kiss and lick my body, from my stomach to the peak of my breasts. I could feel his hands work their way down between my legs and I moaned. His expert moves had me losing my breath. "Oh, Jake..." ---JAKE--- Fuck! My steps halted and I instantly regretted my decision to walk into her room without knocking. The bathroom door wasn't fully closed, and I could hear the shower going, but when I turned to leave, her moan reached my ears, stirring my cock alive. Cassie... I almost groaned her name. And then, out of nowhere, she moaned my name, and I swear, my knees went weak. "Damn!" (Read at your own risk!)

I leaned on the kitchen cabinet and brainstormed what can really scare a guy that I am not sure what he is. I opened the drawer and pulled out a knife. “You want to use that to kill me” he was sitting on the dining table “No, to scare you” I walked closer and went behind him, you know what the annoying part was that the guy didn't shudder. Not even when I pressed the knife on his neck. “Go on, slit my throat” Winter Cameron was sold by her father to save her mother who died anyways. To the devil himself Xavier Hades. Winter was a carefree, queen bee who loves everyone that ever set foot on the planet earth. she just can't bring herself to hate anyone. She is smart, beautiful popular and the heartthrob of anyone and everyone that went to Ridgewood highschool.WHILE Her suitor and soon to be king of the dark world was a billionaire while waiting for his bride to become of age so he can finally take what's his but he has to do some despicable things to her that makes her hate him instead. BUT HE CAN'T TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER. "My house, my rules" "Xavier you don't get it do you" Since he wasn't too focused on my body, his head was way too far up his asshole to see, I stepped out of the shower, still naked of course and ended up right in front of him "I don't want to be in your house" I poked his chest then walked out of the bathroom it wasn't long before I felt him pull me back.

My younger fraternal twin brother finally gets a girlfriend. Our parents, who are overseas, entrust me with the task of welcoming her. I instruct the maids to prepare a feast to welcome her. As we sit around the dining table, my brother scoops a bowl of soup for me himself. After that meal, my brother's girlfriend pulls a long face at me. "Who gave you the right to eat the soup my darling scooped? How could you be so lazy? You can't even cook, yet you're not even embarrassed to stuff yourself with all that food!" I'm stunned by her outrageous words. I reply in annoyance, "What does that have to do with you anyway? I'll do as I please!" She glares at me with hatred written all over her face and yells, "Why aren't you married yet? The family's assets belong to me and my darling. Who do you think you are that you can spend our money? "Just look at you. You will never be able to get married like this. Perhaps it'll be better for you if you beg me to introduce my elder cousin to you. He doesn't mind that you're lazy. All he wants is for you to give him a son. He earns over ten thousand dollars a month!" I'm dumbstruck by her shamelessness. I storm straight to the bathroom where my brother is and bang on the door repeatedly. "Come out here right now! What is with your girlfriend? And since when have our family's assets become yours and yours alone?"

..."Fucking take my cock like a good little slut." Jenna could only sob and cling to his shoulders as he fucked her into the mattress, too overwhelmed by sensation to do anything else. She could feel Alex behind her, suddenly, rubbing his own sticky cock between her ass cheeks, teasingly. "Please," she whimpered brokenly. "Need you both..." One midnight train ride turned Jenna into a dripping, hole-wrecked mess. A brutal stranger fucked her raw in the aisle until she squirted across the seats. A bathroom quickie left another man’s cum leaking down her thighs. Then the Syndicate came for her. Now she’s collared, caged, and passed between powerful men who stretch every hole past breaking. Electro-clamped nipples, inflating plugs, double-cock DP marathons, throat-fucked until she’s crying cum-bubbles, and public gangbangs while strangers watch and film. She was supposed to escape. Instead, she begs to be filled again… and again… and again. Begging unleashes hell; electro-clamps fry swollen tits to gushing orgasms; inflating plugs stretch pussy/ass to tearing screams; caged like a bitch as Master's paddle cracks welts bloody-red. MMF savagery explodes, where dual cocks grind through her thin walls in DP creampie marathons, throat-bulging face-fucks choke her on twin loads, and every hole is plugged/leaking/stuffed in endless breed-chains. Collaring brands her eternal Syndicate cum-pet, public gangbangs, zap-torture squirts, and piss-soaked submission. Raw, relentless, and hole-ruining ecstasy. Will Jenna escape the Syndicate's cock-collar... or beg to be their forever-drenched fucktoy?... Or get trapped back to David?

Andrès was accused of murdering his boss. The boss of the company he and his wife works for. He was shocked by the accusation and betrayal of his wife and best friend but there was nothing he could do to prove his innocence because the CCTV footage in his boss’ office caught him serving his boss the tea that was spiked. He was tired in court and was given a life sentence for the murder of his boss’ death. Eventually, fate was on his side and he got out earlier than he ever imagined. Upon his return, he found out that his wife got married to his best friend. Driven by rage, he began working for a cartel and soon climbed the ladder, becoming the most ruthless Mafia boss. To some people, he is legendary and a ghost lord. With vengeance in his heart, he is out for blood. Go with me on this journey, to know what happens in this twisted triangle… Will ya?

After working five years as Ethan Moore's ghost architect, he once again handed off the position of the project lead to someone else. As usual, he dangled the carrot in my face. “Think about the bigger picture, Arya. Just wait a little longer. Until the firm’s next round of funding, and we get listed on the stock market, I promise I’ll make you the lead architect of the next project…” When I was twenty-one, I was a fool who willingly staked everything in an uncertain future with him. Now, I am twenty-eight. Years of waiting and endless revisions of blueprints had whittled away all the love and courage I once had. I packed up my portfolio and gave up on my lifelong dream of becoming an architect in Manhattan. I gave up on him as well. I’m not waiting anymore, Ethan.

*Blurb* When the Vale Corporation collapses overnight, Elena Cross is handed to billionaire CEO Damien Wolfe like a debt payment. Her parents tell everyone it’s her sister Sophia getting married. Sophia is “too young,” “too fragile.” Elena is just the expendable one. On the wedding night, drunk and cold, Damien drags her to bed calling her “Sophia.” When he sobers up and realizes he married the wrong sister, he declares war. He won’t annul it. That would ruin the family. Instead, he traps her in his mansion as an invisible wife. Ignored, mocked, erased. For Elena lives like a ghost in her own marriage. Then she leaves. Alone. With nothing. And she comes back with a new name, and a company worth more than his. He thought she was replaceable. He’s about to learn she’s irreplaceable.

At Starlight Elite Academy, power is everything and Ivy Morgan has none.A silent scholarship student in a world ruled by wealth and influence, Ivy is dismissed, mocked, and overlooked by everyone… including the untouchable Ethan Cross.But Ivy is not who they think she is.Behind her quiet eyes lies a mind capable of rewriting entire systems a hidden genius, a master strategist, and a ghost in the digital world no one has ever been able to trace.When a series of mysterious system breaches begin to shake the academy and the powerful Cross Empire behind it, one question rises:Who is really in control?As Ethan’s suspicion turns into obsession and Eliana Scott’s rivalry turns dangerous, Ivy is forced to walk a thin line between staying invisible… and exposing a truth powerful enough to destroy everything.Because in a world built on status and secretsthe girl they called useless might just be the one who owns them all.

The story follows a cursed female werewolf– Lyra Noctis, born under an ancient and forbidden lunar phenomenon—one so rare that her birth requires the death of her mother. According to werewolf lore, females of her kind are not meant to form bonds, families, or unions. Any male werewolf who mates with her dies during the act, his life force consumed by the curse that sustains her existence. Despised by her father and feared by her pack, she grows up in forced isolation—no affection, no friendships, no future. Branded a living omen, she becomes a symbol of loss rather than life. Unable to bear the weight of her existence, she abandons her hometown, severing all ties to the past, and relocates to a distant city where she lives as a ghost among humans—quiet, detached, and deliberately unremarkable. There, she met an Alpha who has never shifted before and fate intervenes.