Novel & Cerita Ghostface Backstory

she mumbles softly cleaning off the tears cascading down her cheeks. "I don't remember doing anything to you. If it's about our night together then I'm sorry. It was never meant to happen. I lost control and even apologized before you suddenly disappeared." The female whirls and stares intently at him. "You told your friends to rape and murder me." "Me? You're a ghost?" He asks at once shivering. "Yes, I'm a ghost. And I'm here to kill you cause you are the only one remaining." "But I didn't do such. Please believe me."

But now I know why any team in the world could never defeat them, they were cheaters and they have been cheating all along, they will never be defeated,’ he said. ‘That’s not true,’ I replied. Then, I also realized that I had just lost almost my entire dance team so, I asked him to excuse me and then I went to my room, swallowed some of my pills and then moved out of the base. Meanwhile, the FBI agent, Jessica Strauss, after having some meaningful conversation with Mayson, a.k.a the Ghost, poured some water on Mr. Carlton who had already fainted as a result of a sneaky attack from behind by the Ghost who wanted not only to save Strauss’s life, but was also eager to have a one on one chat wit

Everything was a mess! The man immediately turned his face at the little boy. His face darkened. "Tell me, Little Veen, how did I frighten her? I was merely showing her the memories of my real appearance but, I do not understand why she was so frightened and kept denying my existence even in her sleep." He said in dissatisfaction that reflected on his handsome face. The little boy called Veen coughed softly in a polite manner. "Your appearance now is similar to those of what humans called a ghost. You have not fully recovered your body yet, so you cannot do anything. Just let her be for now."

He liked this cute baby, he hugged the baby and whispered with that weird sound: “I can feel the special of this baby!” The mysterious sound: “Maybe this is the daughter of a Unicorn and phoenix, the baby’s blood was very different! By the way, aren’t you looking for this baby? “That’s right! And we found it. Let’s come back!” Oliwen waved his hand, and a big cloud appeared. “Wait, wait, why are you bringing the baby along? What about her parents?” “This is my work and the baby will have to find the truth about her parents when she grows up. Keep your nose out of it!”

But none of her friends or colleagues was so childish they'd send a masked delivery guy dressed like a hitman just to scare her—unless… The thought was too unsettling, so she firmly pushed it to the back of her mind, licking her suddenly dry lips as she forced the words out of her parched throat, "who are you?" "My friend sent me," Ghostface replied, offering no other details. Camille didn't know what was more disturbing—the dead look in his glassy eyes or the fact that she couldn't see his lips move beneath the freaky mask whenever he spoke.

It would cost some spilled blood, but at least I could get some humor out of it and live to tell it all around a campfire, how 'the lost king' humiliated the Beast of the West with some smart-ass comments. Present a fake personality. Give a fake name. Spin a fake backstory. Sprinkle in a truth or two here and there so it's not totally unbelievable. Like how my parents had been humble, even if my father was born in a manor far more beautiful than this depressing fortress. Or how Connor had murdered him and the rest of my family in cold blood.

The man seemed to want to avoid the calls that repeatedly entered his cell phone. "Wow, you reject it?" said Ilona surprised. Ziyan just smiled faintly without commenting anything about what he was doing. "Like someone angry with his girlfriend?" Ilona said softly while observing the man in front of her. "Two weeks ago we broke up!" Ziyan said briefly. "So it's really from your girl? Wow! I was just guessing though." "Looks like you've got talent as a fortune teller!" Ziyan grumbled. "Sorry, I don't mean to interfere. It's just that from your face you look disturbed," Ilona explained.

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

"Shane found me in a bar. Said I looked dead. That was until some fucker was messing with me. He wanted to show off in front of his new little girlfriend, I hadn't gotten too far in fuckin' him up when Shane pulled me back. Told me about the Warriors. Thought it sounded like something that could save my life from either getting killed or being arrested. Austin made the same comment about how I looked dead because of my eyes, Ghost was created." "I'm glad you got patched in Ghost." I know more haunts Ghost than he lets on. I've seen the names of the men he has killed tattooed on him. I've also overheard my father mention some kind of mafia when it comes to him. I don't know the details, but I