Novelas y relatos de Ghostface

Phantom crossed his legs and leaned against the couch casually. He narrowed his eyes and appraised Lucille, who was dressed in allblack, only revealing her eyes. "Did you say you're Inkbrush?" Lucille also appraised him. Phantom was Ghosthorn's top dog and called the shots there. There was one thing that surprised her, though—he was younger than she'd expected and quite handsome. He'd deep-set eyes and a tall nose. His had tanned skin and a small scar on his forehead. It didn't detract from his good looks, though. On the contrary, it left one with a deep impression. It was as if it was his trademark.

My army of pheromones and I do not give explanations to mafias. She cocked her head like she was a know-it-all. I didn't prove anything, but it was impossible for anyone to know that I belong to the mafia; I walk alone, I don't have bodyguards; I don't have marks on my body, Leo never wanted me to carry the identifying mark of his organization; And as if that were not enough, I do not act like someone who will have a mafia in his power. I'm like a ghost on earth, no one can see me but I can see everyone.

She smiled eerily, but he was determined to see what the murderer looked like. However, when he tore off the mask, what he saw was a pale face with neither eyes nor a nose. All he saw were peachy, smiling lips. Yash's hair stood on end, and he let go of the nurse while backing away in fright. "Ghost! It's a ghost!" The female nurse approached him with an unnerving smile. "Who are you calling a ghost?" Yash's legs were so weak that he could not even stand up. "You... Don't come near me! I didn't offend you, did I?! Get away..."

The door opened into a frigid office that had diagrams of the human body system on the walls. Dr Jake sat on the chair, looking dainty and immaculate in his white shirt and blue trousers. He brandished his guests a smile that showed his approval. Mrs Williams shut the door behind her and took a seat on the couch. Rosaleen stared blankly at the doctor she faced. He offered her a seat opposite him. He looked different from the previous moments she had seen him. His smile was so large you could barely see his brown eyes. Those eyes reminded her of everything brown — the coffee....

Ciara would be staying back. "Is he…dead?" The announcer asked in awe, just as Ghost got to the door. He turned, to get a good look. The Asian fighter was lying lifeless, foaming from his mouth. The place was in chaos. Ghost turned around and left the building. Just then, he got a message from Scar. He took out his phone and checked it out. *mission accomplished.*

“I can’t feel my left leg.” Gunner glared upward at the canopy. “We’re never living this down.” Suddenly, an eerie laugh cackled through the trees—high-pitched and wild. “Well, well,” came a voice older than dirt and twice as smug. “Look what the frogs dragged in.” A hunched figure emerged from the shadows. Cloaked in moss and bones, she was barefoot, one eye glowing faint blue and the other milk-white. A pet alligator waddled behind her, wearing a flower crown.

Complementing it were his high nose bridge. This ghost looked every bit like a businessman. His attire fuelled that suspicion. Maybe he was one before his death. His poker face expression was an A plus. Maybe it was the fact that he was a ghost or it was just his deadly pale lips or his ashen body that made his whole face which lacked expression, deadly.

Caspian let Handsome and Little Candy enter Earrings of Echo to rest first, and then he took out All Life Ghost Mask and covered his face. Immediately, his facial features became blurred as if they had melted, but soon, they became three-dimensional again.

Her face was bloody and it was furiously staring at him. "No. She's dead. There are no ghosts," he said then stabilized himself. He was a brave man because he could kill people but this time he felt nervous. He blinked his eyes then came closer. "I'm not scared. Goddammit. Ghost is not real,"he said while clenching his arms. He heard someone crying again. When he approached the source of the noise he saw a woman. She cries as she sinks to the side. "Miss, are you okay?" simultaneously holding onto her shoulder.

"Wha-? G-phone has an AI too?" Laura raised a brow. AI? Did this geek really think that an AI would be this intelligent? Was he living in a fantasy world? "No, I have a name. It's Laura and to be more precise, I'm currently an e-ghost. That means I am dependent on your power source in the phone and cannot leave the phone until I level up enough. For your information, this isn't a programmed back story, don't look at me like that. I'm a real human... was a real human anyway. I died many years back, I think."