He Betrayed Me—Now His Ghost Waits

Betrayed, murdered, and bound by blood and iron, Mariah awakens as a ghost—trapped in her apartment, her memories fractured and her killer still at large. Her beloved boyfriend, Tyler, is performing twisted rituals, whispering promises of marriage even as he keeps her soul shackled by a blood-red cord. When a mischievous spirit guide reveals the truth—a family conspiracy, a deadly body swap, and a ghost wedding to steal her luck—Mariah’s afterlife spirals into a desperate quest for vengeance and freedom. Torn between love and rage, she must unmask her real enemy before her soul is lost forever. But can love survive when death itself is a lie? Or will Mariah’s fury burn brighter than fate’s cruelest curse?

Death was supposed to set me free—so why am I still haunting the man who broke me? Five days after my funeral, Nathaniel Holloway parades his new bride in the dress I bled to sew, never knowing my ghost lingers in every shadow. Trapped between worlds, I watch the man I once loved spiral into obsession and violence, wielding my memory as a weapon in his ruthless quest for power. Betrayed by blood, bound by a locket’s curse, and hunted by secrets that refuse to die, I must choose: forgive, revenge, or finally break the chains that bind us. Will Nathaniel’s regret set me free—or will our love destroy us both, even beyond the grave?

When a haunted widower begs for help, a streetwise tarot reader must confront the furious ghost of his wife—risking everything to break the curse before it claims them both. But the dead don’t let go easily, and one secret could doom them all.

I was the husband everyone envied—until my secret affair with the girl I once worshipped shattered everything. While my wife braved the snow for my health and waited up with a birthday feast, I was tangled in another woman's arms, convincing myself guilt was love. Now, in the freezing silence, my wife stares through the glass, and I know the truth is about to destroy the only warmth I have left.

He loved her—just not me. On the night of our fourth anniversary, I watched Carter Langley slip further away, his heart claimed by another while our marriage became nothing but a headline. I was supposed to smile, play the perfect wife, and pretend not to notice the pitying looks or the silence that suffocated our home. But pain demands a witness. When betrayal cuts deeper than bone, how far will a woman go to make her absence felt? Carter’s indifference is legendary—until my final act leaves him with a haunting question and a secret he can never bury. If love is dead, what’s left for the living to regret?

When Megan dies young, her lover Derek promises to send her cash every year—because even the afterlife has bills. But when Derek forgets and moves on with a new fiancée, Megan claws her way back to the living, desperate for answers and revenge. Now, trapped between two worlds, she faces the man who broke her heart—and the mounting debts that could damn her forever.

Betrayal doesn’t whisper—it screams in neon. For three years, I sacrificed everything to care for my comatose husband, only to start seeing a barrage of floating comments that expose every secret, every lie, and every humiliation I was never meant to know. Each step I take, the invisible audience mocks my devotion and cheers for the woman stealing my life. When an accident proves their predictions true, and my so-called best friend is unmasked as the ‘heroine’ in their twisted story, I realize I was never the main character in my own marriage. But what happens when the side character finally breaks the script? Is it too late for me to rewrite my ending—or will the world keep rooting for my downfall?

On the night of our engagement, my perfect fiancé was found in bed with my younger sister, destroying both our reputations in front of the entire town. He claimed to have taken advantage of her, choosing her honor over the love he promised me—leaving me to face the shame, heartbreak, and whispers alone. But the real truth is darker, and in Savannah, betrayal is a family tradition.

On the night before my wedding, the maple spirit I raised ripped out my heart and stole my face—walking down the aisle in my place, wearing my skin. My family, blinded by love, can’t see the imposter living my life, while I’m forced to watch, powerless and erased. But Michael, my cold-hearted fiancé with a violent past, is the only one who suspects the truth—and the only hope I have of reclaiming my stolen life.

Some endings are silent, but the ache never is. I thought Eli and I were forever—until a single betrayal tore us apart, leaving me clutching memories and a cheap county fair kite. Years later, I’m called back to his side as his emergency contact, thrown into a whirlwind of old wounds and unfinished business. He’s surrounded by new admirers, but the past still claws at both of us. I want closure, maybe even forgiveness, but Eli only offers distance. My friends say I’m a fool for loving him, but they never saw the sacrifices he made, the debts unpaid. Now, as I watch him slip away for the last time, I’m haunted by one question: Was I the one holding him back—or was he always running from something he could never name? If love is letting go, why does it hurt so much to set him free?

Some people fake ghost readings for TikTok fame. I used to be one of them—until a vengeful spirit crashed my stream and demanded more than a donation. In my cluttered Brooklyn apartment, every reading was a hustle, every DM a risk—until a desperate girl begged me to find her missing ex. What started as a viral stunt spiraled into a real haunting, a cursed red thread, and a deadly chase through the city’s darkest secrets. Now, with greedy scammers, vengeful ghosts, and twisted love all closing in, I’ll have to risk everything for one last shot at justice. If love can survive beyond the grave, can I survive what’s hunting me? Or will my own secrets be the final curse?

The night my wife needed me most, I chose my first love instead—and my son will never forgive me. Now, haunted by guilt and shattered trust, I must rebuild a broken family with the woman who tore us apart. But when my son’s rage turns icy and unforgiving, can love ever wash away the blood on my hands?