Ghost Face Booktok Novels & Stories

He was talking to the guy on his left, laughing at something, and the laugh was loud and easy and completely unbothered, the laugh of someone who had never spent a single second worried about whether people found him likable. They did. Effortlessly. Constantly. It was, in Ava's opinion, deeply irritating. She looked away before he saw her looking. Sofia noticed. Sofia always noticed. "Don't," Ava said. "I didn't say anything." "You were about to." "I was about to say that you did the face." "I don't have a face." "The one where you look at something you don't like and then look away very carefully so nobody thinks you were looking at it in the first place."

For half a second, Daisy looks like she’s seen a ghost. Bitch. I force my features into a teasing smile, leaning lazily against the doorframe like I didn’t just hear her entire disgusting confession. “You planning on celebrating your anniversary in that stall or what?” I drawl. “You’re the guest of honor, well you and Cam.” Relief crashes over her face so quickly it almost makes me sick. “Oh my God,” she laughs shakily, pressing a hand to her chest. “You scared me.” Did I? I shrug. “Relax, princess Daisy, it wasn’t in plans to.”

Thanks to that, my beauty live streams grew more and more popular and eventually swept through the entire underworld. "The products the streamer recommends are amazing. So many ghosts on GhostBook are raving about them." "Her streams make me feel more beautiful with each passing day. Even as a ghost, my confidence has skyrocketed." From time to time, I would also provide makeup tutorials so ghosts could follow along step by step. "The makeup that works for humans doesn't work well for ghosts. Soft, natural looks rarely hold up on dead skin. We want to highlight your strengths and showcase what makes you unique.

******************************* Amora washed up, with the help of her house help, she dolled herself up smiling warmly from ear to ear, "Ma, did something good happen to you?" One of her make up artist asked while she shook her head, "No, I think I'm just ... I've finally chosen to be happy," "That's good ma because you've been gloomy for the past ten days," Amora smiled while the make up artists did a finishing touch to her face, she grabbed her phone and logged into a tiktok and went on live, "Hello guys, who missed me today?" She strolled around her room, showing off the luxuries in her space to the camera and her fans went wild over it.

Some people are outside drinking or smoking, but it's way quieter than it was inside. I place my beer next to me. "You know I'd never gotten ghosted before." He starts smiling. "That when you'd done it I didn't even realize it at first." I'm not surprised he hasn't ever been ghosted he's a good looking guy, his skin tone like latte, curly short hair, handsome face, has his life together. "Tell me something Yasmine." He ask with a straight face, leaning into me. "Did you ghost me because I had bad breath?"

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Frank snapped his fingers, and Jada pulled out Gashface's phone, unlocked it with Gashface's fingerprint, and scrolled through his messages. Finding the transfer notification, he showed it to Gashface proudly. "Do you see this?" Gashface smirked. "I can fake notifications too. It doesn't prove a thing." Jada nodded. "I have to admit that you've got brains, so it's a shame you're wasting it!" She then freed Gashface, who ran without hesitation… only for Jada to trip him since she was prepared for it. "Stay down, or I'll make you," she said, putting a foot on his shoulder and throwing his phone in front of him. "Check your messages, and then your account. There's all the time in the world."

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.