Ghostface Billy Novels & Stories

He just chuckled before a man entered his room, it was William. “Why did you want to meet me?” William said he heard a fairly loud voice from the phone that Billy was holding. “Do you want to see it?” Billy said and he immediately showed it to William, a recording where his wife was having fun making out with her twin. “Wait… is that Gwen? And… is that Willy? Your twin? since when was he here?” William said. “That’s not important, this damn bitch is shameless, she’s just a parasite who likes rich men,” Billy said and let the recording play as he put his phone on the table.

I quickly wore my singlet and a baggy shorts and we took off straight to Block A, the place was quite crowdy, almost every room had a PSP game station, Zombie and I entered a particular room, the room was stuffy with the smell of shisha and smoke, they smoked while playing games, the owner of the Room and the game came and shaked Zombie, His name was Billy,. Billy was like the radio transmittor of the school, he knows every information in this school about anyone or anything, and people pay him just to get to know something, If you're looking for infor about people, he's the guy to look for or consult. He was jovial and a funny guy and so carefree, After he and zombie exchanged pleasantries,

Naksh asked in excitement while Krish clenched a sheet of paper lying on the desk in anger, Naksh gulped, seeing how much he was in rage. He then bit his lips as he added, “ Well.. As far as my knowledge goes.. You weren't meeting different person or ghosts, actually, all those assistants who came to you for job and then suddenly disappeared were the same person, but with different identity... Bloody hell, this person must be very rich or else how could she manage to use such an expensive technique of using facial mask? ”

“Is that really the point right now?” He held up his hands in surrender. “All right. I get you. I don’t want to move you—Lord knows what injuries you might have—but I’ll call a friend. He’s a veterinarian. We’ll get to the bottom of this. Oh, and my name’s Billy, by the way. What’s yours?” “Jacey,” I said. “And thank you.” “Not a problem. It’s not every day I get involved in my own spy movie,” Billy responded, shaking his head. “You sit still so you don’t hurt yourself more.”

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."

Frank snapped his fingers, and Jada pulled out Gashface's phone, unlocked it with Gashface's fingerprint, and scrolled through his messages. Finding the transfer notification, he showed it to Gashface proudly. "Do you see this?" Gashface smirked. "I can fake notifications too. It doesn't prove a thing." Jada nodded. "I have to admit that you've got brains, so it's a shame you're wasting it!" She then freed Gashface, who ran without hesitation… only for Jada to trip him since she was prepared for it. "Stay down, or I'll make you," she said, putting a foot on his shoulder and throwing his phone in front of him. "Check your messages, and then your account. There's all the time in the world."

I could listen to him speak all day. ‘Sharon, that’s not cool.’ He repeated. 'Oh! Hey Billy boy. What’s not cool?’ Sharon asked Billy, focusing her attention off me. ‘You know what. Can’t you just find pleasure in other things than attention at the expense of other people?’ Billy replied. He didn’t know that his voice was pulsating to my heart. ‘Ok, what’s this?’ Sharon asked coldly. ‘Are you the new spokesperson for brace face here? Her bodyguard maybe?’

He couldn’t face that kind of guilt again before he had gotten over the one he was already suffering. Before the intruder could utter another word, Billy had his head in his mouth and ripped it clear off. Then he clawed his chest open and took out his heart. Blood was shooting out of the torn arteries as he bled out into the earth. Billy threw his head aside and followed the rest of the pack to the car.

“I imagine it might seem that way to you and me, but they have different beliefs. Let’s just give the fella a chance. If this place is really haunted, he’s the one to help us. Besides, it would me mighty rude of us to have him come here and then turn him away.” Melody’s lower lip protruded forward as she contemplated his words. “You said it was haunted. Now you say if it is haunted. Which is it?” “I don’t rightly know for sure. I’m not an expert with ghosts.” Adam grabbed the coffee pot and a cup. “I say we give the guy a chance. Lord knows, I’m not worth a salt when it comes to spirits.” Melody looked at her father with raised brow. “Do you think it’s haunted too, father?”

"Then why haven't I ever seen one?" Billy rolled his eyes. "Of course not! Martial artists like you are ghost repellants. Most ghosts and spirits would flee when they sense you. Approaching you would be a death sentence for them." That made sense. Felix thought for a moment before asking, "So, are you saying I'm likely to encounter ghosts or something similar soon?" Billy smiled. The sight sent chills down Felix's spine. "Judging by your face, it's possible. But it's to say. If you do encounter something hostile, use the harmonica. It'll take care of everything."