Ghost Cod Fanart Face Novels & Stories

fire was still screaming in my marrow, a red-gold heat that wanted to reduce the world to ash, but it was the coldness of Jago’s voice in my ear that was truly killing me. "She’s the real you, Zora! The soul-signature is a perfect match for the pre-Project Genesis files!" I looked at my hands. They were scarred, glowing with the "Void-Hybrid" frequency, the knuckles calloused from years of fighting in the Rust-District. I looked at the Elena-ghost standing on the observation deck, her silver skin perfect and her smile filled with a thousand years of malice.

&clusterChad : "Yeah! For some reason, this incident makes me happy. It's good to see that there are still people who are willing to show that talented hunters could be found anywhere… " %goodbadugly : "Hmm… this is all nice to hear… but I'm still gonna check the authenticity of this story. Having a hard time to digest this… " $DimeDozen_2323: "It's a memory stick so the face won't be clear for security reasons.. But judging by the figure and build… He must be one of the four guys in THAT party… " $BlackGod: "What's his name anyway? His face isn't clear in the video… Is he Falco Grant?? "

Herne focused his attention back on the screen, "Who is leading them?" "Your old friend Matthias Ponts, or at least I thought so at first. Brace yourselves," She pulled up an image of what appeared to be a Female Frankenstein monster. Unlike the Hollywood version of the aberration, the female golem was shapely. Long angry scars along the neck and shoulders. Tiny bolts jutted out from the throat area but did not look out of place. The pale skin and mixed and matched eyes haunted warren. Archon flashed a picture of the wolf gigas he fought. "Archon thinks it's another gigas. I agree with him."

Half of his pale, deathly face was exposed through his torn black robe. In addition to his grotesque and terrifying features, his crimson pupils took on a diamond-like shape, resembling those of a viper. His appearance was far from ordinary; it bore an unsettling resemblance to that of a zombie. Yet, what truly horrified them was the ghastly sight of the Shadow Guardian's exposed right arm. It was covered in sutures, with nails that were unusually sharp, resembling those of a wild beast's. It looked as though his arm had been pieced together from countless human torsos.

Luis was relaxing in his pool at the back of his mansion, with Marco his right hand man when one of his men walked up to them. “Boss.” He said with a slight bow. “Lucas.” “One of our stash houses was hit this morning.” There was silence for a while, which made Lucas fidget. Luis watched as Marco emerged from the pool, his arms, chest and back full of numerous black tattoos on pale skin. At over 6”4 he was an intimidating figure made of raw muscles. “And?” He asked impatiently. “They made away with two kilograms of our product.” Marco was now standing few inches away from Lucas.

she started to say. He shrugged one shoulder. “Someone Bernard won’t accidentally recognize.” Elena looked up. “You made Ghost six foot four.” “I rounded up.” He shrugged his shoulders once. She laughed again. “I don’t think that’s how rounding works.” Another notification appeared near the corner of Nico’s screen. He glanced at it. I couldn’t help but notice the corner of his mouth twitched. Barely. Most people would’ve missed it. But I didn’t. “What now?” I asked.

He brushed his tongue against his silver-plated teeth. I grimaced on the inside, but kept my face cold and devoid of emotion. Trinity Gang member number three: code name, Fire. Their names were as ridiculous as their beat ass fucking ugly faces. To be honest, they don't actually have ogre faces, but they're also not particularly attractive. For my standards. I simply ignored what they said and instead gave them a wide, sweet smile. The smile I usually give my targets. It's what I called a sweet smile of death.

i said while moving backwards then i noticed something on my t - shirt, a blood stain. "Where did this come from?" I asked myself. another drop dripped on me again, it was coming from the roof , i looked up and i saw a woman killed and hanged up, her whole body was full of blood as if he was being eaten by wolves. When i was about to get out, lights started flicking in my back , somebody was really in there. I stopped and looked back then the lights cane in at once, that was the first time i met my clone face to face, i felt like i was fainting and my whole body was quivering, he looked exactly like me.

the paladin bow down and his liege faced them Lina remembered the cosplay of ghosts every Halloween. A white floating sheet –she doesn’t even know if the kid used a bedsheet or their own blanket but it somehow looks like what’s in front of her “A floating skull” Lich looks like the ghost in Halloween –more like the grim reaper With chains and an old book spell in his both hands, black hairdressing in his bone head and a white old and tattered robe for his top… Lich is ready for some trick or treat

And then, a final image — the Grayson Veronin symbol painted across the wall in blood-red pixels. The same mark that had burned itself into the warehouse hours ago. The Ghost hadn’t just resurrected my father’s systems. He’d resurrected his enemies. For a moment, none of us spoke. The air inside the vault felt heavier than oxygen, like the walls themselves were breathing with us. Roman D’Angelo.