Devil Ghost Face Novels & Stories

carved into it. On my first day in prison, the other inmates heard that "I" had killed a child in a hit-and-run and fled the scene. So, they pinned me to the ground and branded that mark of shame onto my face. From that day on, beatings became part of my daily life. Riley froze for a moment. A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes before it disappeared. Just then, Leo Ferdinand leaned out from the passenger seat. His face had been altered, and he no longer looked quite like he used to. Then again, with Riley being one of the most renowned plastic surgeons in the country, changing someone's face was effortless for her.

Her reaction was immediate. Her eyes widened in terror as she stared at the image. Slowly, shakily, she lifted her hand and pointed at it. “T-th-is… h-he… i-is a d-dev-il,” she stuttered. “B-b-ad… m-man.” A chill crawled down my spine. “Yes,” I nodded firmly. “He is a bad man. Have you ever seen him with your daughter?” Tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked around the room, panic flooding her face.

The ghostly face twisted and morphed, adopting a gloomy and sinister expression with a huge, wide smile. Sunny felt scared as she watched the face materialize, its hollow eyes staring directly at her. Trembling, she whispers, "What the hell?" The ghostly figure moves closer and floats right up to her face. She can then feel it go through her body and out the other side, which makes Sunny feel like she is being shocked. Just as she feels zapping through her, the ghostly figure vanishes into thin air, leaving Sunny breathless and filled with a mix of fear. The whispering in the room then came to a stop. Pure silence engulfed the room, amplifying Sunny's racing heartbeat. She sat frozen.

Aaron mourned for Mrtyu, who was most likely abducted by a phantom with a masquerade mask on his face. A devilish chuckle resonated throughout the blank walls, and Hexa's demonic terrifying visage appeared in front of Aaron's eyes to scare him away, declaring, "Bella is mine." *****

My eyes slowly fluttered open and all I saw was white. Did I die and go to heaven? This was the first thought that crossed my mind, but the face that suddenly appeared in my line of vision snuffed out the thought. Because it wasn’t the face of an Angel. No, it was that of a devil. A very pissed off and dare I say handsome devil. He loomed over me like a shadow of death, and his jaw clenched as his stormy gray eyes bore into my soul. “Why do you keep testing me, Tesoro?”

The thick iron muzzle aggressively clanked violently against the highly polished marble floor. The twelve highly powerful executives violently gasped in pure, absolute horror. They actively stared completely at the violently shivering, half-naked, entirely mangled biological shell aggressively kneeling in the freezing dirt. The legendary Devil of Dalal Street was completely unrecognizable. His beautiful, incredibly arrogant face was a terrifying, actively bleeding mask of raw, violently shredded flesh entirely caged behind heavy, rusted iron.

She didn’t realize it straight away - she discovered it when someone touched her buttocks with a cold belt, pushing her to the wall. No one said sorry - dozens of faces were passing by, not even noticing her. Except for one person - Dervel. Dervel's face emerged from every corner, his visage twisted into a sinister grin. His once-human features were now distorted and monstrous, a reflection of the evil he embodied. His skin was a deep, unsettling black, a stark contrast to the pale moonlight that bathed the nightmare realm. Dervel's eyes gleamed with a malevolent light, locking onto Jenn with a predatory intensity.

Then without warning he immediately threw a punch which this time hit the face of the person who had been looking at him lightly. Regi has his own tactics for this. A deadly trick. What remained now was Gerand holding the face. But not long after that he laughed softly. "Hahaha, this is the first time someone managed to hit my face. Okay, I really can't underestimate you then Miss Regianis, do as I say or your life will be destroyed this very second. " "You crazy, I will never follow what you say. Even in a dream," said Regi with a sharp glare.

She forgot to lock the main door of the house and the devil entered the house without any problem and is now, staring at her with his deep hazel eyes. Neil was puzzled by her appearance in his room but he understood the angelic mind of hers. "What are you doing here, You duck face?", Devil was approaching her. His steps were slow but threatening. His eyes were digging into her soul. He used a duck face again just to make her remember the past. "Nothing" " she whispered as she breathed deeply. "Are you here for me, huh?", His smirk was making her cringe. "I. I. I am not here f. for y. you, Sir", Aashmaan was scared of him.

Angel is a demon and not a ghost! That's why he keeps on telling me that he's real. He was able to use a face that would not freak me out. But the moment he showed me his real face, I didn't know how to unsee it. The best thing I can do is to just ignore his presence.