Ghostface X Michael Myers Novels & Stories

Rick Mack paused sighting someone from afar, he walk out of his sturdy, taking smooth steps towards the library "Dad" He turn but saw no one "Daddy" "Sasha, are you there?" He ask in alarm, turning the door knob of the library "Sasha" He stop himself from opening the door and pull down the lever beside the door, he bring his gun out, Sasha wouldn't pop in out of the blue he knew that. Though Xander is the ghost of the mansion he wouldn't come here unannounced "Dad" He hears the distinct voice of Sasha.

I’m captivated by curiosity to know what Ghost is insinuating. “Um, yeah…okay, just give me a minute to get dressed. Wait out here and I’ll be right out.” I say to him in a slow manner. I close the door and lock it. I swiftly go to X’s bedroom. I pull out my shorts that I wore earlier sliding them up my legs. Although Ghost seems a lot nicer right now and almost seems caring, I trust him for nothing. I rip open X’s nightstand drawer and pull out his Glock .45, it’s loaded and safety on. I tuck the handgun in the back of my denim shorts. I rummage through X’s closet, pulling out his black hoodie to better conceal the gun behind me and zipping it up past my chest. I have an abs

Xavier was chuckling sarcastically. "Your woman?" He raised a brow and grinned. Michael was indecisive as to what he really wanted. "Don't play dumb, you son of a bitch. How i trusted you so." Michael was ranting. Xavier maintained his composure and smile, pulling closer so he and Michael's face were just inches away. Then, his countenance changed. His face was hardened and the veins on his face stood out visibly.

Gary returned again that afternoon for lunch and also in the evening for dinner and each time he came, his boss looks worse than he did the last time and his heart ached, looks like his boss is going through breakdown again. Later in the night, Michael couldn't stand watching what was been shown to him in his room so he came to the living room and just as he was about to relax, he saw himself, dressed in red, rushing down the stairs. Sasha was sitting on the sofa dressed in a red gown also. Exchange of words happened between them and he could see the ghost him was angry and so was Sasha. The next thing he knew, the ghost him grabbed Sasha by the neck and while struggling to breathe, a tear s

The rest of the family had no choice but to follow, and Shane, unable to stop them, had to grit his teeth and trail behind. Mr. Xander stopped a short distance away and barked out, “Who are you?” The woman’s voice floated in on the wind, light but cutting. “Three years, and you still don’t recognize me?” She slowly turned, slipping off her sunglasses to reveal her face. A smile played at her red lips. “Mr. Xander. Long time no see.” “Ahh!” Shane screamed, ducking behind Chris. “Ghost! Oh my God, we’ve seen a ghost!”

Michael's sudden aggression caught me off guard. Micheal stood up suddenly, and fear gripped my heart as he pulled off the mask, revealing a scary old face with a large scar. "M?" I muttered, my gaze unfocused. "Micheal is M, M is Micheal. Why is Micheal so old? What's..." I suddenly felt the whole room spin before I blanked out.

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

Grace stood arm-in-arm with a slightly gray-haired man, smiling in a way that looked both sweet and forced. The second our eyes met, shock flashed across her face. Then it turned into pure malice. The man beside her noticed me and guided Grace over. We lightly clinked glasses. Before he could say anything, Grace spoke first. "I didn't expect to see you here. It's been a long time." The businessman looked surprised. "You know each other?" he asked in heavily accented English.

A bright and stunning smile appeared on Michael’s face that made everything pale in sight. Hayden’s lips twitched, completely astonished at how fast Michael's expression could change so fast! If he hadn’t known that Michael was a famous doctor, he'd have thought that Michael was an actor instead. Not to mention that the person had a good and hot figure that would put models and stars to shame. "Thank you!" Zenos and Xavier secretly exhaled in relief upon seeing everything settled easily.

And it wasn’t letting go of me! A cold wind howled through the crumbling sanctuary. The creatures snapped to attention, their bodies still and waiting. And then, from the darkness— Mike stepped forward. My blood froze. It wasn’t just Mike standing there. It was something else wearing his skin. His black hair was slicked back, his cruel smirk still in place—but his eyes were silver now. Not like the First Ghost Wolf, like mine. No. No, no, no. "Surprised?" His voice was silk and venom. "You didn’t think I’d let you awaken alone, did you?"