Ghostface Billy Novels & Stories

And I will protect them at all cost. Just then the phone beside his bed rang. Ring! Ring!! Ring!!! Jake just turned and stared at it. Ring! Ring!! Ring!!! It continued ringing. Jake sighed angrily and walked towards it. "Hello" he said, his voice, cool. "Hello buddy!!!" Jake thought the voice sounded mechanical. He remained silent "It is me Billy!.. your pal! Remember?! The man who killed your brother and whom you then slit his throat and left to choke to death on his own blood!!"

My bag tumbled from my grasp, hitting the floor as I sank to my knees. I felt a figure hovering around me and looked up to see Billy, a cold grin spreading on his face as he pulled me closer. His garlic breath caused me to cough. “I’m sorry our deal had to end this way, but you should have given us what you owed us.” “Fuck you,” I spat on his face. “You better run because you will regret this night. I will kill you!” “How about you die first?” He snarled, punching me in the face and causing me stumble to the ground.

“I swear I’m not usually this dangerous. I just—my mind—sorry.” He chuckled, brushing off his pants. “I believe you. You look… distracted.” Then he squinted a little. “Are you okay? You look paler than last time.” I forced a smile, gripping the trolley so tightly my knuckles went white. “Just… a lot on my mind.” He nodded slowly, like he understood things he shouldn’t. “I’m Billy,” he said, extending a hand. “Since the universe clearly wants us to collide, maybe we should actually introduce ourselves.”

my eyes widen and they all stared at him as though realizing my point. "Guys, hello, I'm right in front of you if y'all haven't noticed." billy called out almost on the verge of getting pissed off but no one gave him attention. "Only one way to find out." Karl walked closer to Billy In response to what I said earlier. "What do you wanna do?" Jasper asked staring at Karl confusingly. "Okay, if you are really Billy, when is my mum's birth dat....," "19th August." he rolls his eyes almost immediately like Karl was asking the most obvious question.

The ranging wind would gulp their shelters to trenches where it belongs and leave them stranded of a home of abode. Billy at least had a value in his wild world . He is more of old funny fellow with white hairs bleaching, a glass which he uses to see things afar, nose to sniff. When he does the sniffing one would practically look agitated at how old billy sniffs like a nosing creature nevertheless he was never a creep or knave.

"I understand. Good luck, mysterious man." I pushed open the door and stepped out into the cool evening air. In the distance, a train whistle blew as it headed out into the vast, empty desert. My satellite phone rang. It was my handler. "Ghost, got a new job. Eastern Europe. An arms dealer. S-class difficulty." "The price?" "Twenty million. US." I started the engine, feeling the deep rumble. "I'll take it." I ended the call and hit the gas. The truck shot forward into the twilight like an arrow.

“I’d say Ghost took the contract job.” My eyes stayed locked on the screen. “Can you tell if they accepted one recently?” “Normally?” He chuckled without looking away from the monitor. “Not a chance.” His fingers continued flying over the keyboard before finally coming to a stop. “But…” A satisfied grin spread across his face. “I found a crack.” He tapped the monitor. “I rerouted a request and slipped through before their system corrected itself.” I waited for a minute while I watched him work. “They’ve got incredible security.” Another tap against the screen. “But one wall was down long enough for me to get inside.” He looked up at me. “I can’t see what job Ghost accepted.”

---------------------------------------------- Billy ---------------------------------------------- The police officer had dragged me out of the back of the car, probably a little more gently than he might of normally. Billy was out on the old wooden porch. I was afraid that he was going to beat me. He had been patient with me so far, but I hadn't really gotten into trouble since I'd been here, except for some basic teenage backtalk. He was a big guy, tall and beefy, with a huge red beard. It was still twilight, so I could see the white of his teeth. Was he smiling? "Here you go, Billy," the deputy said, "He got himself into a bit of a scuffle. Decided to start a fight with three young men d

There was a reason why he had a new woman leaving his house every week—sometimes two or three. Alpha William Gideon—Billy—was nothing like him. Billy had dirty blond hair that he kept buzzed short. His eyes were dark brown, deep and delicious like chocolate. He had thick eyebrows, which gave him a stern look that he capitalized on often. His build was tall as well, but muscular. Against normal people, Ralph would be described as athletic. But against Billy, he looked almost scrawny.

He is looking for information on some vampires in the clan. Billy is a respected doctor among the vampire clans. He helped many humans, vampires, and other creatures like fairies and elves. Billy shook his head, looking at the data one by one. There was no criminal record that would allow them to target Pearl. Billy looked back at the blood sample. He picked it up and opened it. A small pump draws a few drops of blood out of the tube. Billy then dripped it onto a piece of glass. With the tip of his little finger, he tasted the blood. His eyes widened suddenly.