Fnaf Ghosts Novels & Stories

I would not want to see you die of an ulcer," I said, closing my eyes and patting my Light on the back. "I have already tried. But, their Don told me to fuck off. Apparently, the guys on the old continent put a lot of money on the table to pay for Andrea's services. And, I hate to admit it, but Andrea texted me to tell me to leave him alone and wait for his return," Santo complains. "Andrea Bonani is not coming back," my Light's tired voice whispers, startling Santo and me. She straightens up on one elbow and lets me catch her hand to lay kisses against her wrist.

We are each our own devil, and we make this world hell. -Oscar Wilde. |N I C O L A S| "Ghost went inactive on missions almost two years ago. Since then she is only involved in stealing missions." Shawn explained. Lately, he seemed to be looked obsessed by ghosts work. The woman who is faceless for all of us. "You sound obsessed with her." Logan gave words to my thoughts. "Because she is fucking fantastic." Shawn retorted. "Nic, there is an important underground fight today." Crystal informed as she appeared on the door. "I would go there to handle that." She added.

I call ghost, he got more than one skill, and opening closed-door virtual and real ones are one of his many skills. He uses his key locks tools and messes with the door for a bit until it opens. Finally, I walk down with ghost behind me, I find a small girl laying naked on the floor. She's thin, too thin, her blond hair match mine only hers is dirty and matted on her head. Her blue eyes are hardly open, I can see bruises all over her fragile body. Taking off my shirt I cover her quickly and pick her up leaving this hell behind. "You're safe now baby sister" I whisper in her ears she closes her eyes letting darkness take her.

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

He stood up and walked to where he used to out his books, he took a small but old looking book and came back to where he was sitting, next to me. "I read it in this book , there is a certain theory which say that people might have ghost clones, these clones looks and dresses exactly like the original you and they can do anything you can do. Sometimes if you are lucky you can have a good clone but if you are unlucky you are likely to have a bad and evil clone , which means you are unlucky because yours is evil" he explained. His explanation shocked me , i have never heard such things and I've never believed in ghost theories.

I guess we are due for it. Zane and I are heading to a club in the city. It’s a very popular supernatural club, but it’s also a trendy human club. It’s one of the few places where supernaturals and humans can mingle in peace. Zane knows the owner. Apparently, Ghost, yes, his name is fucking Ghost, and no, he isn’t actually a ghost, stupid. Anyway, Ghost is a dark fae who owns the club. He's a sleazy dude who likes slightly crazy women. I’m slightly crazy, so I will be a little flirty, gag. I don’t want to flirt with this loser, and Zane isn’t thrilled either, but if Ghost thinks I’m interested in him, then we have a better chance of getting information or keeping him distracted so Zane can w

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

“Especially considering there’s a dead body right fucking there.” We both laugh, the tension cracking just slightly, and I lean into Ghost again, letting him hold me because, fuck, I need it right now. “Like I care,” Ghost taunts, the smirk evident in his voice. “I’d happily fuck him on his grave.” “No,” I mutter, shaking my head against his shoulder. His laughter is loud, unapologetic.“Guess I found one of your hard limits,” he muses. “No fucking on your father’s grave.”

Fynn shook his head, “Under the assumption that it wasn’t an issue with the footage, we went back and turned the entire place upside down again. But we still did not manage to find another way into the lab. We even considered the possibility of this person being invisible, but there was no footage of the doors opening by themselves. And if an invisible person had sneaked in after someone else had opened the doors, the camera would capture the irregularities with the natural motion of the doors.” Fynn rubbed his bloodshot eyes, “As things stand now, we are still looking for an explanation for this anomaly. And meanwhile, since this person clearly exists, yet we can’t see them, we are temporar

Things had to be really bad if Ghost was willing to meet more people face to face. "Marco's friend. Hi." Fiona blinked at Ghost, probably trying to figure out where she'd seen him before. She hadn't, but that was the point of Ghost's appearance. He could be anyone. Literally anyone with a face like that. "Can we all talk?" Ghost hefted a laptop bag higher up on his shoulder. "Inside?" "Of-I mean, Marco?" Fiona glanced from Ghost to him. Probably because he was about to crack a tooth grinding them so hard.