Ghostface X Reader Novels & Stories

she smiled innocently. She ignored him and went back to reading her book. Xasha began playing with her pink flowing hair. He made her lay her head on his shoulder and began running his hand up and down her tricep. His hands kept inching closer to her breast, she noticed this and smile at her man's actions," he has no tact," she whispered under her breath. She thought it was cute. His finger finally reached her breast, rubbing against it lightly, as if to test the waters.

"I'm tired. Let's go outside for some fresh air." He agreed and exchanged greetings with the surrounding guests. Then, the two slipped out of the banquet. They took in the fresh air, and Grace felt much more awake. She turned to Xander and asked, "Are you bothered by what they said?" Xander raised an eyebrow in confusion. But when his eyes met hers, he gently shook his head and said, "Actually, they read my mind. " Grace's heart pounded. It felt loud on this quiet night. Xander looked at her affectionately, as if he had a lot to say.

Alexia Skylar Hale To be honest, killing was easy for me. Showing no emotions and killing them, the enemies. Here i go again, killing for my father. Its my job as li fantasma or as in english, “The ghost,” but as Alexia Skylar Hale, im known to be work along side my father, in the company, of course.

Where’s Noah? “He’s not here, but we can’t wait,” Gia says, emerging from the shadows, and I gasp. She’s black, blue, and purple, one eye slightly swollen shut, and I let out a small whimper, tracing her eye and bruises with my fingers. “Enough!” Gia growls, slapping my hands away. She’s right; run now and worry later. After 20 minutes of running, we suddenly hear the howls of alert, and one of the howls is Blake, Xander’s wolf.

Alex, who bathed in blood, dragged a long angle iron and walked out of the passage. His gaze was ice cold and his body was enveloped in an aura of murderous intent, as if he were the Grim Reaper who climbed out of hell. “Let her go!” His expressionless eyes laid upon Ghost. At this moment, Beatrice lifted her head. Shocked yet confused, she was also pleasantly surprised that the masked guy didn’t die and he seemed to be asking this black man to let her go. Autumn yelled, “Hey jerk, who are you actually trying to protect here?! Is this fan your wife or your sister?”

I turn away and start back to the van when I hear him jumping to his feet. "You have to take me, please; I’m begging you. I’ll die here.” Phelan shouts after me. I stop where I am and turn back to see Ghost has one hand in the middle of Phelan’s chest to stop him from getting any closer to me. There’s a fresh cut on Phelan’s lower lip and it's slowly dripping blood down his chin, making him look even more pathetic, he’s not even trying to stop the flow as if he thinks his crimson blood will make me take pity on him.

"With everything that happened. Starting with me trying to go back to Boston, then realising I'm a ghost. I went back there and jumped into that empty grave, Trying to kill myself" "Wait wait wait." Austin interrupted her, smiling. "You knew you were a Ghost, and you tried to kill yourself " he raised his hands in apology, as he couldn't control his laughter. He saw she wasn't having any of it, and stopped laughing, but the smile on his face couldn't fade away.

Xander said smirking at me And welcome back Xander Finally, I go to the kinda empty washroom with only two stalls occupied suddenly the main door closes and a guy walks out of nowhere He has yellow teeth creepy smile receding hairline but wore a suit he had blue eyes which looked scary and he just gave that evil vibe "Finally we meet Lifegiver I was waiting for you! "

And fixed her eyes on Maya. "Hey." Elena was already moving. "Xander—" "I see her." He stepped in front of Maya immediately. Ghost approached slowly. Not aggressive, exactly. But she wasn't being friendly either. Her head was low, shoulders rolling, eyes locked on the small child behind Xander's legs. She was assessing. The handlers were running from across the field, calling her name. Ghost ignored them completely. "Easy," Xander said firmly. He used his Alpha voice, the one that made everyone in a ten-foot radius want to sit down. "Down."

Still nothing happened. When the dust settled, an ugly sneer twisted through their throats. Suddenly, their heightened senses of sight and hearing were restored and almost instantly the sound vanished. A young girl about twelve years of age, wearing a foul robe of dark brown, stood at the top of the broken staircase. With a swift turn of her head, she gazed down at them, her face set in a cold, cruel smile. Her eyes looked like empty pits in the darkness, and her long, thin mouth opened in a hideous, cackling laugh. A twisted grin covered the right side of her face, and gleaming white fangs dripping with red blood stared back at them. An evil leer smeared across her face. In a voice like sto