Ghostface Hot Novels & Stories

I spotted itching powder and red prank paint which wouldn't clean off till 24 hours is over. "Wow! you must really hate that person," a guy said, "Yeah, he deserves it." I smiled and grabbed both items. "I'm Nasos," he offered a handshake. "Eva." I shook his hand, "So would you need help with the prank, I'm a pretty good sidekick," he joked "I don't think that would be necessary. Thanks anyway." I said, "Hey, would you mind giving me your number?" he asked. "Not a problem." I answered and inputted my number on his phone.

Somehow I am not feeling very secure with unlocking the phone with my face, in case any of my doppelgangers show up. I tap on the F******k icon and open the application. I log out of my personal account and create a new one. First name I shall put, HotGuy; while for last name I shall put InTheBed. HotGuy InTheBed. That’s it. Perfect. I filled in the details as simply as I can, birth date, address, current location, blah blah blah… And finally, the profile picture. Right, I almost forgot that I needed a profile picture for a F******k account. Leaving it blank might make it look suspicious, Jamie might not be interested to talk to me, so I shall upload a proper human photo.

“What is it?” His eyes never left the monitor. “You might want to see this.” “I am seeing it.” “No.” He shook his head with a quiet laugh. “Keep looking.” I narrowed my eyes and scanned the information in front of me. At first… Nothing. Just usernames, encrypted traffic, anonymous forums, and data moving across the screen. Then one name caught my attention. Ghost. Beside the name were two simple words. Recently online. I froze. Ash immediately went silent. The room seemed quieter all at once. Ghost. Everyone in the underground knew that name. Everyone on the dark web respected it. Some feared it. Ghost never failed. Ghost never left evidence behind. Ghost simply got the job done.

Men got out, secured the area with military precision. I didn't wait for permission. Just opened my door and ran. Ghost met me at the front entrance. Six-foot-four of solid muscle and calm competence. He had been special forces before going private, and it showed in the way he moved he was always aware, always ready. "He's in the living room," Ghost said quietly. "Playing that dinosaur game you got him. I told him we might be taking a trip, but he doesn't know anything else." "Thank you." I gripped his arm. "For everything."

"The signatures we saw... they were just heat lamps and motion sensors. It was another loop. Another fake." "I'm going to kill him," I whispered. It wasn't a threat. It was a vow. "I'm going to peel the skin from his bones." "Leandro, we have to go," Marco said, stepping into the light. His voice was different, harder, colder. He wasn't looking at me; he was looking at the dummy on the floor. "We’re chasing a ghost. We’ve spent all night running through swamps for a girl who betrayed us." I turned to look at him, my eyes narrowing. "What did you say?"

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Then the rider lifted both hands. Not in surrender. With caution. Like someone approaching a wounded animal. Their voice came out distorted through a modulator. “Ghost,” they said softly. Everything inside me stilled. Only three people ever called me that. One was dead—Saint. One should’ve been dead—Shade. And the third… The third was an ally long buried in the dark. A ghost from my old life. The rider reached up and slowly—very slowly—removed their helmet. My breath caught.

Steve replied. “You can call me Ghost,” Ghost smiled. “When I was younger, I used to get a thousand texts from the ladies and of course I would want to differentiate the important ones from the regular ones with a different chat tone. The one I just heard isn’t very familiar so I figured.” “That’s very smart sir,” Steve laughed. “I mean…Ghost.” “My daughter is telling you to come over tonight because her father is on a business trip isn’t she?” Ghost asked, his eyes fixed on his long nails.

Irena pointed at a silvery button on the side of the robotic suit’s arm. “What the f#ck is Ghost Mode?” Mark asked with a slight raspy irritation in his gravelly voice. “Ghost Mode is a feature that will allow you to become untouchable, but only for five seconds,” Irena explained. “After pressing the button, the suit sends out a magnetic pulse that will disrupt the electrical charges between the atoms in your body, making you a spirit for only a few seconds. You’ll be able to walk through walls or walk through punches, but only for five seconds. And you’ll only be able to use the Ghost Mode feature twice.”

I sit on my phone watching TikTok until it’s time to go meet with Funny again. … I leave the suite quietly once again and wait for the elevator to open. When it does, I hop on and press the button for the first floor. I’m feeling nervous because this time around I know I’m actually meeting up with him instead of being surprised by his presence. When the doors reopen I’m caught off guard by Ghost. He looks me up and down and scoffs in disgust at the image before him. “Still here huh?” he asks in the most annoyed tone. I nod and walk away.