Ghost Face Matching Pfp Novels & Stories

There was a search button at the top and he clicked on it then inputted the id, it brought out an icon only, he tapped on the icon and the website entered a chat interface. A ghost appeared at the bottom of the screen in the chat interface floating up and down amd Asher figured it was the icon indicating if the other party was typing or not. He was right because a text entered few seconds later, the username of the sender was redsun, the message read; ‘Hello dear curious reader, we’re glad you made it this far. Something popped up asking Asher to pick a designated nickname before he could reply the message. He thought about it for a while, then picked The will of Aura, aura was almost litera

Then, his profile popped up. No bio, just a single photograph: a clean, sharp jawline, eyes that seemed to hold a quiet, conspiratorial amusement, and a background that suggested wealth—the kind of blurry, bokeh-effect city lights that only exist in penthouses or high-end hotel bars. His name was simply "J." I swiped right. The animation barely finished spinning before a notification pinged in the top right corner. It’s a Match! Before my thumb could even move to tap out a "Hey," another notification bloomed on the screen, this one a direct message.

Peacock? "Yes the thing you bump into and fallen was the young Master's peacock," he said. My eyes widen, I hurt something that belongs to him, would he kill me? I should hurry up and take this to a vet. "The peacocks are one of the young Master's favorite kinds of animal you should know that since you're his Fake Fiance," he said. "And the young Master where is he?" I ask. "He had an important meeting to tend to that's why he couldn't be here to greet you in person," he explain. In-person? I don't care if he's here or not, this is all fake. I nodded.

Jace pointed at the envelope on his nightstand. "These are either photoshopped or AI-generated." One glance at the pictures, and the reasons for his cold demeanor dawned on me. In my hands were photos of "me" and "Darren" getting it down all doggie in an unfamiliar room. Whoever generated this has not seen Darren since the injury that left him scarred on the face, and the woman I was photoshopped into had a tattoo on her shoulder blade which the person couldn't completely blur out. "Photoshopped? Do I look dumb to you?"

“This is Domin planet of some species like unicorns and phoenix, this is also the place where the crossbred was born in my dream.” “Phoenix, Unicorn, and Crossbreed?”- An old captain asked. Pure nodded: “That’s right! What do you think, Vince?” Vince answered: “How can it happen? Phoenix and Unicorn are…” “Who said it can not happen?”- Another captain objected to Vince’s opinion and he is Oliwen. Oliwen stroked his long beard and sighed: “Alright, though we don’t know if that is fake or not, we still need to go to Domin for a little bit. We need to check out how that planet develops.”

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I’m ready to go full Final Girl with this mopstick when the guy lands on his feet and straightens up. And for a second — just one second — my heart stops. “Liam?” But it’s not. It can’t be. The face is almost identical, but the hair’s lighter, the jaw softer. There’s the faint glint of piercings in his ear, something dark inked beneath the edge of his sleeve. Liam doesn’t have tattoos. He hasn’t noticed me yet. He mutters something under his breath, moves to shut the window behind him — and then he turns.

I will have to talk to him. I came out of the wash room. Everyone was outside now waiting for me. I came out composing myself. Noopur applied hot pink colour on my face and I applied a beautiful green one on her face. We were laughing at something when all of a sudden kshitij came and pulled Noopur to one side and applied colour on her whole face and neck. He caught her in his arms and was holding her tightly and she was pushing and punching on his chest but he was laughing. They both looked very happy together. Was it normal for everyone to behave like that. Maybe I was over shy.

I ended the silent phone call and replaced the phone in my pocket, i started going back to the ground but before i made it the phone ranged again , i picked it up and finally someone spoke. "Hey genius, how have you been?" He said but i didn't answered it , his voice shocked me , he sounded exactly like me. I removed the phone from my ear without ending the call, i bet he wad still talking but i wasn't ready to listen to someone who's trying to fool me . "How can someone's voice sound exactly like mine ?", i asked myself then i went back to the football ground and i told my friends what had happened but they didn't seem to fully agree to what i was saying.