Ghostface X Reader Novels & Stories

Celeste said and Xayne stopped punching the bag. "Do I have your attention now?". "Are you serious, Celeste?". "I am, he had a cap covering his face and a hood over it, Geez his lips were captivating, I can't believe a ghost picked interest in me". Celeste said. "Did you say hood? Black hood, he's pretty tall". "Um how did you know?". "Damn! I'm not crazy after all, it's real, he's real ". Xayne whispered. .

“I hate this. I want to be immortal again.” Hale shifts next to me, tilting his head down to he can examine my face. The weight of his hand behind me presses into the bed, inches away from touching me. “And you will,” he murmurs. “I may know of a Gaze Reader.” I twist to gave him, stunned. “Seriously?” “Yes. I didn’t want to get your hopes up, because she is not always the most…gracious person out there,” he explains, ruffling his hair with his hands. It’s so fluffy and wild when he’s just awoken.

Cara whispers. "Can't blame them, we do make the hottest fake couple on social media," Xander says before he captures her lips into his, as he had wanted to do since he saw her in that blue dress. Like that Cara becomes brain dead. ~~~ WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THIS CHAPTER?

He does. "W-What t-the hell?" Jack groaned in pain as he grabbed his throbbing head. "Welcome, Jack!" Xander said in his gruff accented voice and Jack didn't recognize it, there was enough darkness surrounding them that he couldn't even see him. "W-who? You hit me!" Jack said while standing up. The boy was barely able to locate him in this darkness but for Xander, everything was visible with his werewolf powers. "You wrote a note to someone, a girl perhaps." Xander was deadly calm and not like his natural voice. He was creating a fake accent.

Grief sat heavy in her chest, making every breath feel like work. Jax leaned against the headboard, shirtless again, scrolling through his phone with a deep frown. The dim lamp cast shadows across the hard lines of his abs and the tattoos snaking down his side. He looked too comfortable in this hellhole, like he belonged in places where normal rules did not apply. "Eat something," he said without looking up. "You look like a ghost."

Hello to my readers. First of all I want to say thank you to y'all that would be reading my book and I want to assure you that, you won't get bored while reading the story! Secondly, its a book about Eight College Students that went on a vacation and ended up having illnesses. This book contains mental illnesses that are psychological and beings such as ghosts. Thirdly, be rest assured, its my original work, anything in it that relates to human beings or to real life is nothing but a coincidence and please no plagiarizing.

It is the only way to request a job be done by me since there is no way to reach me, a precaution I took to avoid being assassinated or discovered myself. No one knows what I look like and no one knows where I live. The name given to me at birth, Tessa, was buried that day ten years ago when I began running. Instead, I use many different aliases for the purchase of my many safehouses scattered around the Underworld. I’ve developed my costume over time, and I’d like to think I look pretty badass. I wear a skintight, full body, black outfit. A mask always covers the sharp features of my face, only revealing my piercing emerald-green eyes which are cast in the shadow of a black hood I wear. I h

She lunged at me, her face a sickly pale green, her eye sockets empty black pits. I stood my ground. "He's not coming back," I said softly. "You can be at peace now." The ghost froze. Her shoulders trembled, and she let out a faint whimper, as if a great weight had been lifted. The black mist around her dissipated. Her form turned faint, then transparent, until she dissolved into a wisp of light that drifted toward the rose bushes. Lorenzo's eyes lit up. "Damn, where'd you learn that trick?"

The atmosphere around the three of us as we sit in a cafe is more than awkward, as I refuse to make eye contact with someone in particular. Romeo knows that I live a double life as Felisha Hughes and I now know that Ethan Sky is Romeo. And Xander, who I recently confided in, now knows Romeo’s true identity. But Romeo doesn’t know that Xander is also living a double life as Gabrielle, which makes it a little difficult to strike up a conversation.