Ghostface X Reader Novels & Stories

Xander had a mischievous smirk on his face when he lifted my chin up, locking my eyes onto his. “Look me in the eyes and say that you don't want to touch you.” I couldn't lie to his face, it was practically impossible. I was standing bare before him like an open book. He could read my every thought through my eyes, and the eyes don't lie. Xander suddenly began to lean in closer, it was obvious that he was leaning in for a Kiss. I just couldn't bring myself to push him away, I just stood there rooted to the ground, my eyes widened and my eyes boring deeply into his.

It would quite literally be a house inside the Compound. I looked for Xander in our shared suite, and he wasn't there, so I went next door to his suite and knocked, not wanting to give Chef Lo Faso instructions if Xander had already done it. I didn't look for Elias, knowing he was still at work. Not finding Xander, I went downstairs to speak with the chef when I saw him walking toward us, talking to another tall, good-looking man. "Oh, Kalyssa!" Xander reached for me as he approached, and then kissed my cheek. "This is Gray Garza, Alpha Supreme of the Western Region. Gray, this is my betrothed, Dr. Kalyssa Carran, veterinarian."

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!”

3rd Person's POV "Let's fix this," he said clenching his jaw. "What is there to fix?" "You want me to be honest with you? Ok! Let's be truthful from now on, then. I'm tired also of acting that everything's fine when it's actually not." "Fine. Now tell me your truth, Xander. What do you want?" "I want to fuck you right now." Gabbie was froze in place after hearing that. "What did you say?" she was in a state of utter disbelief. Xander started to walk near her and even though Gabbie is seeming brave, she cannot hide her nervousness especially when Xander is looking at her that way.

He continue pushing deep with each wave of pleasure. "You'll be a greedy dick and cum for me too" ghostface grit out and I feel my body lit up. His stroke on my dick increase but then the pleasure surmount. Ghostface let go of my dick, stand up, pinch my nipple and start stroking himself to my face "I'll cum on your face and then fuck that ass till it bleeds" YES! I want to scream but it dies down when my stomach tense, body quiver as he pulls my nipple hard and hot fluid pour on my eyes, lips and down my cheeks

He was sitting on the couch, a big grin on his face and a small gift box in his hand. "Hey, Ghost!" he exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I got you something!" Ghost raised an eyebrow as she approached him. "What is it?" she asked, her voice neutral. Hacker held out the gift box, his grin faltering for a moment as Ghost took it from him. She opened the box, revealing a small, delicate necklace inside. "It's pretty," Ghost said, her voice softening slightly. Hacker's grin returned. "I thought you'd like it! I saw it and immediately thought of you."

“Looks like I have to step in again. Your dear boyfriend, Agatha? Is the son of a Russian Mafia named Raphael Rimbro. His parents lived in Russia where as his sister and he studied in the US before she moved here in Italy, just a week before Xander showed up. And a week after Xander’s death, he does too, including his whole family. His full name, is Augustus Raphael Rimbro.” Gustav smiles smugly, finding the whole scene amusing while Agatha stands there with her head bowed down, silent tears cascading down her eyes. For the first time in her life, she found love, found someone she cared for, only for all of it to be fake. Everything a lie.

Only, her fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt instead. “Oh shit,” Hex mutters, sipping her drink like this is the best thing she’s seen in weeks. Ghost’s hand drifts under Rose’s shirt, fingers grazing her skin, and she doesn’t flinch away. Instead, she leans in, lips brushing his jaw as her free hand rises to his shoulder.

"I understand. Good luck, mysterious man." I pushed open the door and stepped out into the cool evening air. In the distance, a train whistle blew as it headed out into the vast, empty desert. My satellite phone rang. It was my handler. "Ghost, got a new job. Eastern Europe. An arms dealer. S-class difficulty." "The price?" "Twenty million. US." I started the engine, feeling the deep rumble. "I'll take it." I ended the call and hit the gas. The truck shot forward into the twilight like an arrow.