Ghostface Billy Novels & Stories

I haven't seen my friend being so happy as she is now. They were finally done after touching up their face with a little powder. They look so beautiful. Bella has this model-like shape same as Martha while I'm the one with the wide hip. I don't know if I should call it a figure. It's not that big but okay for my body. I smiled when Bella stared out the window happily " He is here " she said. She ran outside I guess to hug her man or kiss him. Oops, that's none of my business.

My bones know it's him, and I walk across the restaurant until I'm standing next to the table. His chocolate eyes mirror mine, an unfamiliar hardness shining in them. He's a ghost. An apparition. A twilight phantom, all mixed in one, brought back to life for a single night, for a single purpose. To haunt me until he puffs back into the elusive dust he really is. "Hello, Hannah." As if I don't have enough nightmares to deal with.

His white blond hair could very well be all grey by now, it was impossible to tell. But Sia could read his eyes, and they were now grey with rage and lust. He was wearing a dark blue uniform that she’d seen on one of the cleaners, and it hung loose around his shoulders. He had lost weight (a lot of it) but he also seemed to have gained a few muscles. There were dark circles around his eyes, and his skin was so pale from the lack of exposure to sunlight.

“Billy.” He gave her an awkward hug. “Glad you could make it.” He glanced over at Brandt. “Luke. Good to see you.” Both she and Brandt froze. Billy wasn’t aware he’d made a misstep. “Luke died about two years ago, remember? This is Luke’s brother, Brandt McKay. Brandt, this is Billy Reynolds.” They shook hands. “Sorry about that,” Billy said. “Sometimes I think I’ve landed on my head too many times and my memory is goin’.”

"With everything that happened. Starting with me trying to go back to Boston, then realising I'm a ghost. I went back there and jumped into that empty grave, Trying to kill myself" "Wait wait wait." Austin interrupted her, smiling. "You knew you were a Ghost, and you tried to kill yourself " he raised his hands in apology, as he couldn't control his laughter. He saw she wasn't having any of it, and stopped laughing, but the smile on his face couldn't fade away.

“Yeah, Stephanie got in pretty late.” “Could you tell us what time it was, exactly?” Caleb asked. “Um…about midnight, I think,” he told them. “She’s not in any trouble, is she? I know Stephanie. She wouldn’t hurt anybody.” “She’s not,” Emma assured him. She pulled out a picture of James. “Have you ever seen this man?” Billy’s face went pale, but he shook his head, quickly. “No. I haven’t.” “You sound awfully sure.” Caleb watched him. People never gave such certain replies that quickly unless they were hiding something. “Maybe you should take another look.”

"Ah! C'mon boy! You don't need to be so formal. Just call me Uncle Brian. That'll do." "Ohh! Okay, Uncle Brian." "You sure got a nice apprentice Mike." "Well! Guess what? He's the youngest and was invited by Mister George personally." "Wait! What? Damn boy! Good! Good! Alright, everyone. Get seated." When everyone was seated, they finally left the airport. As they were traveling, Felix got to know that Brian was a bus driver who worked in Los Angeles. He was acquainted with Derek, the current Director of the show~ Ghost Busters.

She noticed Helena had only left the compound in a car. Inhaling deeply, she wiggled her hand. The cut around her wrist vanished. Then, she waved her hand over the injury on her face. The deep cut vanished as well. Seconds after that, her face morphed into another face. Susan Banner! Susan stretched her neck and jaws, making sure everything was back into place. Then, she went to the mirror on the wall. She put her hand through and pulled a body out of it. The body was none other than Rosella Chester!

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?’