The Touch of the Ghost

A rainy day in an occult bookstore drives the owner, Valerie, to tears of boredom. A new book has come into her possession, one that tells one how to summon ghosts and spirits for companionship. Idle hands are the devil’s workshop, and Valerie summons a hungry spirit, one that seems to be very familiar to her. Her ghost seems to know her both inside and out. Will Valerie be able to resist his touch?

This short story is 4,140 words long and contains scenes intended for adults.

-Excerpt-

She felt something for sure, then, a feeling like a hand on her side, just above her hip, cool but rather solid, a presence like someone behind her and it was familiar, somehow, a male shape that conformed neatly to her back. It had the sensation of a chest pressed up against her, a mouth moving down to touch her ear and a slow shiver moved through her though she knew it was impossible. She was alone, the door locked, and she glanced down at her side where the hand was supposed to be. She saw nothing but the bunched up fabric of her shirt. Yet there was something, the feeling of an odd depression, like fingers sinking in to her soft skin. A cool breath touched her earlobe, more solid and defined, before the entity had kissed her on the neck, leaving behind a cold but not unpleasant trail on her skin…