Ghostface Hot Novels & Stories

“Is she inside?” “We don’t know yet,” I said. “But Ghost is. His car’s here. Someone’s inside.” “Wait for backup,” Giordano ordered. “I want her alive.” Scarface leaned back in his seat. “You hear that? Alive. Means I get to rough her up a little.” I didn’t flinch. “You touch her before Giordano gets his answers, I’ll carve my name into your ribs.” “Damn, sweetheart,” he grinned. “Getting all possessive?”

Some people are outside drinking or smoking, but it's way quieter than it was inside. I place my beer next to me. "You know I'd never gotten ghosted before." He starts smiling. "That when you'd done it I didn't even realize it at first." I'm not surprised he hasn't ever been ghosted he's a good looking guy, his skin tone like latte, curly short hair, handsome face, has his life together. "Tell me something Yasmine." He ask with a straight face, leaning into me. "Did you ghost me because I had bad breath?"

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.

“Gonna wreck you in a real bed next time. Lights on. So I can watch your face when I make you come again. And again.” Heat flooded my cheeks. My thighs clenched hard. He turned, started walking back toward the group—whistling like nothing happened. I stared at the contact name glowing on my screen. Smiled so wide it hurt. Already typing. Me: You’re insane. I hit send before I could overthink it. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, read it, glanced back at me over his shoulder with that wicked grin. The Ghost Who Fucked You Senseless: You love it.

Dangerous. She was still thinking about it when the message arrived at 9:47 PM. Ghost: Private session. One hour. I want to see you in something new. Aria’s stomach flipped. She sat on the edge of her bed, heart already beating faster. Aria: What do you want me to wear? Ghost: Crimson lace teddy. Sheer. The one with the deep V in front and open back. No bra. No panties underneath. Hair down. Lights low. Be ready in fifteen minutes.

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."

Ghostface snarl, spreading his cum on my face with his dick. He's a nutcase.

"Who's that? Do you know him?" I ignore her. He lowers his phone and beelines it towards us, getting closer. I hear Sofia's quiet gasp, feeling like I can't breathe. Snatching a tall menu, I open it and stare a fiery hole right through the Lunch Specials section. "Oh my god." Jenna's breath tickles my ear. "Oh my god. He's fucking hot!" She clutches my arm. "I think I've seen him on the cover of GQ." "Stop staring!" I hiss, lowering my head. "He's no one."

"BHOOT!!!" I expected him to jump in fear and shout, so that i could tease him. But who was i kidding to? The Ghost never fears Ghost. He turned to face me with a wide smile, too much big as if mocking me for the failed attempt, keeping his phone on the coffee table and then folding his hands to his chest. Is it fine if i say he looked super Hot? He was about to say something to tease me, but i was fast enough to run my side of the bed and digging myself under the duvet. "Good Night." I heard the laughter.

In this quiet night, I can hear my own heart beat. Slowly, I took off MK's mask. MK's jaw was clearly defined, his lips were sexy and thick, and his lip shape was very heroic. Suddenly, MK's eyes opened and his broad palm pressed down on the half-unmasked mask. The deep eyes under the mask burst out cold and fierce light, such as a preying eagle, eager to devour the eyes into the abdomen. With an icy sweep of his eye, he knocked the phone from my hand to the floor. The mobile phone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.