Ghost Face Novels & Stories

"What do you want?" "Something you’ll possess in a couple of years. No harm will be done. You can trust me on it." "Trust you? Trust you?!!!" "Fine." He sighed, seeming disappointed at my lack of trust in him. "You can trust me like this." He made some strange movements with his hand. It was so fast I could hardly keep up with it. The man in front of me suddenly changed appearance. His hair turned a dark shade of brown, his red eyes changed to a light blue color, and his figure became misty and see-through. He was no longer the dangerous vampire lord from before, but the ghost who had haunted my neighbor’s house for as long as I could remember.

I added, then rolled my eyes at him. I saw him grinning, and I felt my heart pound again. He really reminds me of the guy that I was kissing the other night in the club! He really looks like Braddy, especially when he smiles. "And you really think I'm joking? I'm telling the truth. Ghosts exist here in the province," he continued. I rolled my eyes again and just held my breath. "I don't care. I'm not afraid," I answered and then sighed. He didn't speak and just shrugged his shoulders to continue reading. A few minutes passed, and I looked at my watch again, which is why I stood up from my seat. Manang Gina entered just in time and immediately approached me.

The man walked away quickly. Looking shocked as well. Gianna watched as the man who looked especially like Nadia disappeared into the crowd. She leaned against the train in a trance. She felt dizzy It was as if the whole thing had drained her. Scott looked at her and touched her shoulder, his hand waving in front of her eyes. "Don't tell me you actually saw a ghost?Gianna,there's no such thing as ghosts." Gianna gave her a false smile. "Yeah, I must be making a mistake."

I knew this man was going to be my doom and I was willing to embrace that doom with opened arms. Silently, I raised a brow, indicating that his presence confused me seeing how he was a stranger who just barged into my space like he owned the place. With an outstretched hand, his deep, rough voice reverberated. “I’m Ghost.” I took his hand, shaking him professionally but startling at how small my hand was compared to his. “Ghost?” I repeated and he hummed a response. “A messenger for the Sanchez’s.” I immediately withdrew my hand from him with a snare. “My meeting was scheduled with the head of your famiglia.” Again, he hummed a response as he threw himself on the couch with a sigh.

Ciara would be staying back. "Is he…dead?" The announcer asked in awe, just as Ghost got to the door. He turned, to get a good look. The Asian fighter was lying lifeless, foaming from his mouth. The place was in chaos. Ghost turned around and left the building. Just then, he got a message from Scar. He took out his phone and checked it out. *mission accomplished.*

The door opened into a frigid office that had diagrams of the human body system on the walls. Dr Jake sat on the chair, looking dainty and immaculate in his white shirt and blue trousers. He brandished his guests a smile that showed his approval. Mrs Williams shut the door behind her and took a seat on the couch. Rosaleen stared blankly at the doctor she faced. He offered her a seat opposite him. He looked different from the previous moments she had seen him. His smile was so large you could barely see his brown eyes. Those eyes reminded her of everything brown — the coffee....

Steve replied. “You can call me Ghost,” Ghost smiled. “When I was younger, I used to get a thousand texts from the ladies and of course I would want to differentiate the important ones from the regular ones with a different chat tone. The one I just heard isn’t very familiar so I figured.” “That’s very smart sir,” Steve laughed. “I mean…Ghost.” “My daughter is telling you to come over tonight because her father is on a business trip isn’t she?” Ghost asked, his eyes fixed on his long nails.

It was like a dead human with the strangest appearance. Elongated nails that were as black as the dark night. A body that seems to be fading she could almost call it a ghost if not for the fact that she was really looking at it. No form of nose, eyes mouth or ears, just a black foggy head. What was it? Suddenly, bright reddish orbs blazed open from the formless head and looked straight at her, spellbinding her that she just couldn't look away. There was a flash of something in its eyes that if she had blinked, she would have missed it.

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 ghost wore white trousers, a white face cap, and a white long sleeve. The ghost had its hands in his pocket, and he was staring deeply into my eyes, with a lovely gaze. 'Could this place be a ghost hospital?' Because that could explain the reason why my family members aren't here.