Ghostface X Reader Novels & Stories

The bond tugged at me with Kaye’s unease, sharp enough to draw me toward her. When I turned the corner, I saw her on the floor outside Carly’s room, silver veins burning under her skin. And sitting beside her was someone. Quiet, scarred, soft-spoken. A tracker who avoided crowds. A wolf who never raised his voice. A wolf who rarely looked me in the eye. But now he looked at her with steady confidence, and she looked back at him with the kind of fear that made my wolf rise. “What are you doing,” I demanded, moving down the hall.

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.

Inside my apartment, I collapsed on the couch, my mind was everywhere. The photo. The rumors. The mask. The fear in his eyes. “Damn! I didn’t show him the picture again.” I can’t keep doing this blind. I grabbed my laptop and started digging deeper into “The Ghost.” I needed to know the whole truth. Because if I was going to stay fucking this man, if I was going to keep sucking his cum which I knew I wanted to stay. I had to know exactly what kind of beast I was falling for.

he turns to me, placing a kiss on my forehead. "I'll come pick you up as soon as I'm done with my meetings. And don't overwork yourself, sunshine," he whispers, and I smile at his words. Red dots spread across my cheeks. "Goodbye," I whisper back. "Goodbye, sunshine," he kisses my lips before heading for the door, leaving with a raccoon-looking Lucas. "So..." I began. "Where-" "I've asked Rose to set up the old readership lab for you. And I think it'll have everything you might need for your research," so Xander didn't tell him what exactly I will be doing in the lab, I guess.

Before anything more happens, it appears that Creed uses the first blow to observe his opponent's sneer, and I can also make out the young man laughing. I briefly realized after that he is something, Creed is something, and his rival had measured his abilities. He is a ghost, am I correct? Then again, it appears that his opponent is also a phantom. Xander is once again surrounded by these monsters as I try to glance at the others, but when I notice him utilizing his powers excessively, his appearance changes. When I looked at Auster after that, I could see that he was indeed shouting while he was killing the others. But when I turn to face Xander, I see that he is grinning, albeit with a sad

It is done, her soul whispered to his. Then, Xander looked at Sienna. For the first time in twenty years, there was no invisible wall between them. The ghost of the boy who had been abandoned was dead. The phantom of the Golden Girl who had fled was gone. Xander pulled his hands from his pockets. He offered Sienna a slow, deep, and unconditionally respectful nod. Sienna stopped. A soft, trembling breath escaped her lips. She didn't flinch. She didn't look away. She returned the nod, a fragile, beautiful smile breaking across her scarred face.

Xavier instructs not wasting time. I turn around to look at him. "Do you think it's possible?" I ask. Xavier stares deep into my eyes, gently resting his forehead along mine. "I don't know what's possible. But I believe in you. If anyone could find a ghost, it would be you." He says, pulling me close to him, placing a passionate kiss on my lips. I find myself getting lost is the moment. Well almost lost that is. "Ahem..." We break apart turning to face the others, wondering what the noise was. Only to see Ethan fake coughing to distract us. I try not to smile as Xavier rolls his eyes at him, pulling me flush against him.

She lightly out the glance on him and had to stop. That man was Gael. Gael Greyson. The person who died three months ago. She paused and looked at him rather confused. "You can see me right?" He took a step towards her making San took a step back. "I thought so." He walked towards her and lifted his hand as tried to touch her face but his passed through her. San suddenly felt scared. "But I can not touch you." He nodded. "G...Gh...Ghosttttt" San suddenly shouted as she ran towards her apartment. It was a ghost. It was definitely a ghost.

and then leaves to get to work. I follow Xander down the steps. He turns right when we reach the second floor and waves as I continue down. I step through the patio door and begin to undress and place my clothes in a drawstring bag and then secure the bag around my neck before shifting. My wolf, Ghost is the perfect predator. His fur is white as snow, his eyes a piercing blue. His appearance lures people in with a false sense of security, but what you don't see from his appearance is the hidden monster within. Ghost is a vicious hunter and an even more vicious protector. Even some of our pack members cower at the sight of him in training.

"Then I'll dump her, and we can finally be together out in the open." Christian smiled to himself as he mapped out his future. I dropped my gaze to Helena's sleeping face, a bitter, tangled knot of emotions tightening silently in my chest.