Girly Ghostface Novels & Stories

He glanced around, awaiting a response. Gamma Jannel is a captivating figure, a black she-wolf with a long, lean build that carries just the right amount of muscle. Her short Afro hair accentuates her strong, chiseled facial features that convey both authority and elegance. She bears a striking resemblance to the iconic Grace Jones, rarely smiles, and is continually absorbed in her work. Her presence commands respect and often gives chills to those who encounter her.

That was when I finally got a clear look at her face. Well, I wasn't sure how I should put it… If I could ignore her missing facial features, she might have been quite pretty. Quietly, I took two steps back. When the female ghost noticed that I was backing away, she crouched down on the spot and tried her best to radiate friendliness while cautiously scooting toward me. "Don't be scared, little human. I'm a nice ghost," she gently said. "Come here, and I'll feed you some thigh meat."

It resembled heat haze over a frozen pond. Roric raised his lance, but Kael gestured for him to wait. "Don't waste the charge." Out of the gray mist emerged a wolf. But it wasn't an ordinary wolf; it was a Ghost-Packer. It stood nearly seven feet tall, made of a translucent, oily smoke that shifted and swirled. Instead of eyes, it had two hollow cavities filled with flickering violet static-the remnants of a soul deleted by Liora's "Link," yet refusing to leave the physical plane.

Their energy was so strange that I almost took a step back. “Hello, pretty girl,” the one in the middle said with a wink. His voice was soft and playful. He had heavy eye makeup, and his long lashes fluttered at me. “I’m Gilly. And we, darling, are your glam team for the night.”Gilly said, popping the gum in his mouth. “Huh?” I blurted out before I could help myself. He leaned forward, “Don’t worry, I’m not a creep. It was the Alpha’s order.”

Ghosts. I lifted my glass slowly, the cool rim steady against lips that refused to tremble. One sip. A quiet swallow. My hand didn’t falter as I set it back down, though my pulse was a drumbeat in my ears. “Carla Jepherson,” Bianca said, her smile bright enough to blind. “I almost didn’t recognize you. I thought ghosts usually looked… well, thinner.” Her gaze flicked to my figure, lingering a second too long before she turned back to Maverick, brushing her lips against his jaw. “Doesn’t she look different, baby?”

The fabric slipped slightly, exposing more of my skin to his gaze. “And me?” he let out a humorless laugh, “Most of the time, I’m Alessandro Costello. A tech genius. A mobster. A killer. A hacker. A murderer. But then—” he paused, snapping open another button, “Then there’s Ghost. And Ghost? He’s pissed at the world, Red. So fucking angry. At everything. At women. Especially women. And he doesn’t even know why. He doesn’t understand what made him this way, but he’s past caring.” Alessandro’s hand stopped on the last undone button of the jacket, the fabric now barely holding its place on my shoulders and then with a mere twist of his wrist, the last button popped open.

She called out, her voice echoing eerily in the vast emptiness. "Ghost?" she whispered, her voice barely a sound. A chuckle, low and sardonic, filled the darkness. Then, a single figure emerged from the shadows. Tall and shrouded in darkness, its face hidden beneath a hood, this was Ghost.

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

Ramius is a bit pale hearing a ghost, but she steeled her self because she doesn't want to become Issei's burden. Then she looked towards where Issei pointed and she could see a bit of shadowy figure... So they slowly advanced at its direction. It's a ghost girl, she has a short brown hair that reaches her neck with a white ribbon on her head, she wears what appears to be a white shirt and green sleeveless vest and a short brown skirt. Her eyes are green colored but it doesn't have any focus inside it because she's a ghost. They can't see its legs clearly because it's seen through and covered by what appears to be a white fog. (AN: https://alicesoft.fandom.com/wiki/Tilt?file=Tilt-portrait.pn