Ghost Face Naruto Novels & Stories

“There was no one there, at least no one immediately outside. I buttonhooked to my left and looked to the middle of the bathroom. There was the Ayakashi floating in all her spectral glory. I felt the hair stand up on the back of my neck. The legends were true. She did look like someone who was eternally trapped in a dark, watery grave, clumps of her long hair waving like octopus tentacles. Because she had her head bowed and her neck bent in an odd, impossible angle, she was looking at me from the top of her eyes. She was smirking so her tiny face looked very malicious. I knew then and there this was no prank Lorelei or any student could ever arrange. “‘H-Hello there,’ I greeted in a small, c

15 told me with a hateful glare on her face. "Likewise," I snapped back at her, my hands balling into fists. The commander cleared her throat once again. "Ladies, let's not misbehave in front of the gentleman." Ares raised his hand, signaling the commander. She rushed to their side, stopping right in front of them. Uncle Aaron shot them a deadly glare but he didn't make a move. They had no idea who he was. Nobody knew who he was. That's why they called him Ghost. He pretended to be their friend, kindly introducing himself to them.

He said, once again he started moving without giving it a command. Akihoto was still curious to know. "And who is she?" He asked. "I can't tell you that's yet." "How come I can see ghosts?" "We share the same body for now, you can't see them but I can, which is why I am using you as my disguise. You are temporally a Divine Helper." He said, they walked towards the town, and Kazu felt its changes, how scared the people were, this was never the Greenville he knew, the town was rather frighten.

After that, Ghostface could only let out a cold laugh as he once again picked up the needle and this time, pinned it on the doll's chest. A shapeless pain began to spread in Harvey's being, and this time, it was heading straight to his chest. Harvey's expression changed again. Just what kind of a curse was this? How could it have had such an effect? As the needle went deeper, Harvey could start to sense the pain in his chest. He suspected that when the needle completely went into the doll, his heart would burst open. At that moment, even Harvey had to sign in admiration. Ghostface was worthy of being called an elite of the Origin Ninjas. This technique was eerie, malevolent, and it absolutel

She moved closer, tears of dejection rolled down her galls, she held her mouth firmly not to shriek, she tried to comprise herself but couldn’t, she broke down in tears, ‘Is she dead?’ the thought alone gave a goose bump; she was never going to forgive herself if that were to be true “Compose yourself she just fainted; the doctor is on his way.” Owino comfort her. “She is fine, just a bit bushed, and famished, when did she eat last?” the doctor questioned “We ate a day a go, but she did not she wasn’t feeling well, I guess its two or three days ago for her.” Angela spoke with a low tone.

“Hurry, Father. You must help Ian!” Adam steeled his nerves, took a deep breath, and forced his legs to take him across the hot, charred ground as fast as he could. He had to weave around a few spirits who were so opaque and dense that they could have easily passed as real people. He debated whether they were even aware of him as they moved aimlessly about in a zombie like manner.

Right in the middle of the night among the dim moon hiding behind the soft clouds. The handsome Gumiho figure resembling the original form seems to have run rampant on Nevan's body. “Find the source of your power! Look for a fresh heart that is still strong." The whispers in his soul haunted his mind and determination. Nevan who resembled a ghostly figure with long claws again blinded him. The fox demon has become a mythical issue that continues to echo. Grrrr! Gritting his teeth began to look for the direction of the opponent.

Naraja: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! *Hic* You fucking bastard! Just wait till I get up there and beat your ass into submission down here. ???: “Ooooo, those are some big words. Can you live up to those words, big man?~” The mysterious black human-like figure glared at Naraja while it snapped its fingers instantaneously and just like that the four-armed Gorilla disappeared. No…more like it dissipated into the air without a trace for it to be tracked. The black human-like figure took a step down the staircase and then two steps and then three steps. And then… Naraja: “You heard me you bastard, *Hic*, Get down here so I can beat your ass into submission.”

Mouth falling open and fingers touching her parted lips, Mischa felt her muscles stiffen. She throw an incredulous stare at Narco seated next to her who was now creepily smirking from ear to ear. Narco's impostor was very pleased with her reaction. She was now fuming with anger. They may have successfully copied Narco's appearance but they will never be him. Even Narco's usual expressions are copied perfectly by them but there is still something different, something off with these clones. The overwhelming emotion was visible on their faces which is far from the real Narco who was born emotionless.

I panic, afraid that Harmony may have pushed him too far. “Hello, Willow,” a voice I didn’t quite recognize greeted me from Ronan’s mouth. He sounded like Ronan, but his voice was huskier. I know this has to be his wolf, Ghost. “Um, Ghost is it,” continuing after he nods, “I am sorry that Harmony took things this far. Could you please move off me, you’re kind of heavy?” His eyes widen and he rolls off me and lays beside me on the bed, looking my body up and down, “Did I hurt you?”