A Ghost of a Chance

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“Mmmph?” Tristan murmured, blinking sleepy green eyes at the man he loved, then gave him one of those heart stopping smiles. “Sam.” He murmured, voice soft.

“Its almost Dawn.” Sam whispered, “Please don’t go.”

Tristan looked up at the sky, light beginning to creep up into the peaceful darkness, as if some one was slowly raising the curtains on a new day. “I don’t think I can stay.” He whispered, soft, sad, then wrapped his arms more fully about Sam. “I don’t know if I accomplished what I needed to.”

A tear escaped Sam’s eyes, rolling unheeded down his cheek, and Tristan joined him in the silent shedding of tears as the sun began to rise. “Sam...” Tristan began, his throat closing off and choking the words.

“I love you Tristan... I love you so, so much. When you go away, I will always remember our friendship, but when I think of our love... I’ll think of this, of holding you, of waking to you in my arms.” He whispered.

Tristan’s body suddenly began to glow, and with a cry, his head came back and he gasped a ragged breath. “Sam!!” he groaned, his voice shallow, and as suddenly as the glow began, it faded away, not so much like wisps of mist, but rather seeping into Tristan’s very skin, skin that had gone pale, an almost iridescent white. He blinked green eyes, eyes so green and inhumanely bright they reminded Sam of new grass. The blonde of his hair was now like burnished gold, beautiful, hallowing his head like strands of spun metal. “I’m staying.” He whispered, his eyes bright, his mouth pulled into a sudden grin.

“What? What?” Sam asked, suddenly excited, his heart doing flip flops as he grabbed Tristan and pulled him into a brutal kiss, then laughed softly. “You needed me to admit you loved you all this time?” He asked, shocked, and pleased, and utterly happy.

“Not just love me, but love me as a partner, as your other half.” He whispered, cupping Sam’s cheeks in his hands, gazing into his face. “I love you too, Sam. And now your stuck with me. Forever.” He whispered, nipping at his lower lip, then hugging him tightly.

“What are you now?” Sam asked, curling up in Tristan’s arms, cuddling in close.

“I’m sorta like the Christian idea of what an Angel is. My job will be to help people in need, and when I come home from working with despair and unhappiness every day, it will be to your arms. The powers that be thought I was worthy, but they weren’t sure. When... when we are created, we must have something good and pure to latch onto. So we are sent back to the one person who we loved above all else, and we hope beyond hope, that they accept us. If they do, without any constraints, then we are elevated, and we can stay. If they do not, we are forced to return.”

“Tristan?” Sam asked softly after listening to those words.

“Yea, love?”

“You’re my angel.”

And with those words, Sam and Tristan began their new life together, and all, was indeed, right with the world.

Thank you for reading my story! If you enjoyed it, please take the time to vote on it, it means a lot to me to see that people enjoy the things that come out of my mind. Oh, and I love feedback too! Let me know what you thought! Thanks again :)

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EdeyEdeyalmost 2 years ago

I cried, thank you :)

AnonymousAnonymousabout 2 years ago

I’ve read this 100s of times and always, always love it! I also always cry at the ending.

AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

Wonderful!

I read this story about two years ago. For some reason I thought of it recently, but because I didn’t remember the author’s name, I couldn’t find it. I read Be Mine yesterday and presto, there it was, listed among your writings. I love the sweet, humorous and touching way you write. Kudos.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 4 years ago
Loved it!

What a wonderful story. It had me in tears. So glad Sam and Tristan were able to stay together. Sweet writing.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 5 years ago
Beautiful

What a lovely story. It had me in tears from Tristan’s letter. I love uplifting endings like this. I’m just an optimist. Great writing.

SadracSadracalmost 6 years ago
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I never thought anything on this site would make me emotional, it probably is corny or something but I loved it and it made me so happy to read. I don’t cry often and this did it. Thank you for blessing this site with great writing.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 9 years ago
I am such a pedantic twit

I love your story(stories) but my daft upbringing, with the emphasis on correct grammar etc. means that it spoils my enjoyment of 'the content' because the spelling/grammar/etc. just isn't correct. PLEASE I am not meaning to be rude, but PLEASE work out the difference between 'you're' and 'your'.

'You're' making me so excited - -you are - making me so excited -makes sense

'your' (belonging to you' - doesn't make any sense at all.

I apologise. I love reading these stories. They would be better than very good if they made total sense???

kalonaleighkalonaleighover 9 years ago
wow!!

Wonderful short story, sweet, romantic. True love.

AnonymousAnonymousover 9 years ago
True love on this earth is very hard to find,

Many thanks for a story of true love.

canndcanndabout 10 years ago
very sweet

this was a sweet story. I had chosen another story that ended up noting this was the first in the series of 2. I'm glad I checked it out. I only would have liked to know how Tristan appeared to him. Did he look transparent to him or completely normal to him? Was he solid just as when he was alive. I assumed in the beginning he was transparent like the ghosts we picture, but then it seemed he could hold and touch Sam, so I assume he was solid like in life. Aside from wanting a better description, it was a touching and sweet story!

JerseyshoreJerseyshoreover 10 years ago
So romantic

So beautiful and romantic...the characters are great and so is their eternal love

lonleylucaslonleylucasabout 11 years ago
PERFECT

I'D LOVE TO SEE MORE OF THESE TWO

MoonlightSkyMoonlightSkyabout 11 years ago
Another masterpiece !

Loved this story as much as all the others I have read from this wonderful author

AnonymousAnonymousover 11 years ago
Amazing

When Sam says Jesus Fucking H Christ, baby, I die laughing! It's the simple fact that he said the H that's just beyond funny! I guess its just me.

dinkybootsdinkybootsalmost 12 years ago

i did enjoy this. however a lot more is called for with this story.? loved it. fantastic.....

AnonymousAnonymousabout 12 years ago
Omg

Jesus Christ that Was good.

Keep up the good work.

FuckLikeAPornStarFuckLikeAPornStarover 12 years ago
awesome

this story was just absolutely awesome, you almost had me crying at end at the thought of tristan having to leave

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 13 years ago
It might surprise you to know...

that the gist of your story is not at all far from reality. I am a medium and have been for many years and I DO know from my own experience that what you described has and does happen. The 'angel' being is actually called a 'guide'...and these truly are people who have died and are given the opportunity to help the physically living.

I also know that it is, indeed, possible for a person who has passed to be the lover of someone who has not. I am a woman and the young man I love was not an old friend of mine. I did not know him until AFTER his murder, when he came to me for help. I was able to deliver some messages for him to his family and to a private investigator.

He was with me for 3 years, as he and I tried to piece together the circumstances of his death. His body had not been found, and he had only a rudimentary idea of where it had been hidden. (Unfortunately for his family, his body was never found and his murderers, though known to me, will not pay for their crime, because there is now no physical evidence and lacking a body, nothing to connect them to the crime.)

It was during the third year of our time together that this young man and I began to have different feelings for each other. I had loved him as a friend from the time we first met...and he had loved me as a sort of 'support' and 'protector'. However, spending nearly every moment together day after day, it was, I think, inevitable that we would truly fall in love with each other. It took me a while to admit my feelings to him, because I didn't realize that he felt the same for me. I was afraid that he would be shocked at my true feelings. In fact it 'came out' when I jokingly said one day, "We make quite an odd pair dont we?" I will always remember him saying, "Not nearly as odd as you think."

Soon afterwards we talked freely of our feelings. I told him how much I loved him and valued him...he told me he loved me as much as his own family. I had always been comforted by his presence and felt a strong 'bond' but our love and commitment grew.

On the third anniversary of his death last year, he told me that he had to leave. I was devastated. I couldn't imagine my life without him, but he said that just as he had to learn to be without me, I had to learn to be without him. He told me that he was crossing into the spirit realm to learn to 'help' many people.

I cried and said that I wanted to go with him...that physical life would be nothing to me without him. He told me 'No, that is not how it must be. If we don't fulfill our purposes, we will not be together in the end.' I had hope suddenly. I asked him what he meant, and he told me that he was ready to give up on the idea of his body being found. That he had come to realize that it could be 30 years before it was discovered or it could NEVER happen, and so he was ready to 'move on' as he should. He explained that he would be learning to be a 'guide' and that if he was committed to this and helped people, then when I died he would be able to be here for me....to take me with him. That we would be able to have a life together as soul mates.

And so...I continue to help the dead who come to me to connect with their families, and in the other real he continues to be instructed in how he can assist the living who have lost their way.

I wait patiently for the day we will be together. For me it will truly be 'heaven'. Strangely, I believe I happened on this story simply so that I could share MY story. It is the unvarnished truth...it is the most important 'truth' I have ever known.

Kazehana552Kazehana552about 13 years ago

I liked it. Its not the typical vampire, wolf supernatural story so its fresh and it was well written.

SoullessCynnerSoullessCynnerover 13 years ago
Good Story

I liked the story. It was moving and really sweet. However, I think you should start using an editor. You have a lot of grammar and spelling problems. But despite that, I really liked this story.

--Soulless

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