Ghostface Billy Novels & Stories

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.

“Stop the ambush and fight fair with Billy. He’ll destroy you, loser!” Gavin and the others tore into Kaze. Billy nodded with gritted teeth. “Since you’re eager to die, I will give you a chance to have a fair fight with me, loser. “Come on. I’m ready.” He rolled up his sleeve and approached Kaze aggressively. “A fair fight? Oh, really?” Kaze side-eyed him and slapped him. Billy was struck in the face once again. “Ugh!” Knocked back, Billy coughed out blood and lost a tooth. It took a while after the crash for reality to sink in.

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

If I hadn't told her, none of this would've happened. While I was desperately calling Richard, he was at the airport picking up Grace. No matter how many times I called. No matter how terrified I was. He never answered. While Chloe was on the operating table, Richard was celebrating Grace's son's birthday. That night, Grace posted a photo on Instagram. The picture showed the three of them smiling together. The caption read: [After all this time, you're still the one who makes me happiest.] I stared at the photo. At their perfect little family.

Billy blinked in confusion while Anna raised an eyebrow at me suspiciously. Then suddenly Billy gasped loudly and pointed at himself. “Me? A model?” His eyes widened. “Like… the people on billboards?!” “Yes,” I nodded seriously. “The ones that wear cool clothes and pose like this?” He immediately struck the stiffest pose imaginable, puffing his chest out so hard he nearly lost balance. I burst out laughing and clapped my hands. “Exactly like that!” Billy screamed excitedly and started jumping around the office. “I’m going to be famous! Woooh!”

Billy exclaimed in surprise. "Are you Billy Dacosta?" Wolf didn't acknowledge Zoe at all, pretending not to know her. "Oh, right." Billy extended his hand, and Wolf reluctantly shook it to avoid suspicion. "I don't know what you're up to, but you're blocking the way." Billy stood in front of the elevator, blocking the way, as Wolf pointed to it. "Ah, I didn't..." Billy was now embarrassed. He was not sure how to explain, realizing that Wolf had just caught him pulling someone's hair. But Wolf pretended not to care and only mentioned something that bothered him—blocking the way.

“If the girl won’t come, then I’ll just smell this one over here. Come, Sven. Let’s both get a good sniff of the boy’s scent.” Both Felicity and Sven approached Billy. I wasn’t sure what Billy was going to do. For a moment, I thought he might run like Belle had. I wouldn’t have blamed him. In his eyes, these people were really, really weird. But these people had also just yelled at his mama, and Billy was protective. He stood his ground, even as Felicity and Sven approached him, their noses in the air. “Don’t hurt my Mama,” Billy said, standing in front of me and holding out his arms to shield me from them. He didn’t understand that they weren’t coming for me, though. They wanted to smell hi

And Brandon. Two of the Ghouls were the color of olives. And each of them sported wounds from previous battles and instantly Ezkeiel realized that these two Ghouls were the same Ghouls that had had a hand in the dissaperance of Billy the bee keeper and the initial attack on the Mansion. One of the Ghouls had an arm that was obviously broken and a face that was slashed open, with an eye that was crusted in blood, puss and mucus. It was easy to see that the popped eyeball, curtosey of Ezekiel, was turning infectious.

"Transferred 20,000 dollars to account holder Billy Dickson." The notification that popped up on my phone screen was extremely eye-piercing as I waited in the noisy travel center, staring at Billy. "I've given you the money. Now hurry up and get out of my way. My wife is about to give birth!" I shouted. Billy waved the wrench in his hand, his eyes filled with nothing but greed. He glanced down at his phone screen and saw that the number of viewers on his live stream was skyrocketing. The comments were all extremely offensive too.

The notion made Colton pale, hand instinctively reaching into his pocket to call Kate, to make sure she was okay. Brown hair came back into view, momentarily distracting him from his spiraling thoughts. The large tattoo on her forearm became visible as she clambered up the half-bricked wall, slipping between the gap in the fence. It was Georgia. “What the fuck are you doing?” Colton muttered, watching with narrowed eyes as Georgia straightened herself up, swiveling around quickly as if to ensure she was undetected. “You won’t see shit out that window, son,” Billy grumbled, slapping the box of KFC on the table and sinking into a seat. The plastic creaked beneath his hefty weight as he continu