Girly Ghostface Novels & Stories

Her marshmallow scent smells rotten. “Disgusting. Just tell her to take her clothes off.” Ghost says. All our conversations about being respectful to our mate go out the window at that moment. “Bro, knock it off.” I chastise him. I look closer at her clothes. A red cropped sweatshirt with the Blood River logo on the sleeve. She cut the neck to help it fit looser. The exposed strap of her bra is black like the leggings and her red trainers match her shirt perfectly. Focus, Milo.

“Fine. I just needed a moment.” His lips twitched. “Gina, let me introduce you to the girls. This is Kirsty, Jay, Maria, and Lola. They’re our top Australian models, and I expect we’ll be seeing one or two of their faces on some billboards when we head into the city later this week.” “Isn’t the Marielle makeup campaign running now?” Maria asked. “I believe so.” She beamed at him. “Then you’ll definitely see me. You’ll have to let me know what you think of it.”

A group of opponents entered their site without their knowledge. “How are you, General?” Agent Ghost inquired, walking towards the higher official. The fierce eyes of the girl meet the innocent yet bold look of the General. “I’m expecting you to be surprised,” she added while wearing a sweet smile. The agent is holding her M27 Infantry Automatic Rifle across her chest while looking intently at the General, alert that every moment, the General might fire at her.

she challenged, growing ire present in her voice. Stunned by her reply, I looked down at her and reap the blindfold from her face. Surprise registered on my face. Confusion ridiculed my mind and terror tore through my soul. On the bed, covered in tears and filled with rage was a young lady I haven't seen before. She was nothing like Philomena; she had a gap tooth and brown eyes. "Who are you?" I asked in wonderment. "Who are you?" she replied still sobbing.

Irena pointed at a silvery button on the side of the robotic suit’s arm. “What the f#ck is Ghost Mode?” Mark asked with a slight raspy irritation in his gravelly voice. “Ghost Mode is a feature that will allow you to become untouchable, but only for five seconds,” Irena explained. “After pressing the button, the suit sends out a magnetic pulse that will disrupt the electrical charges between the atoms in your body, making you a spirit for only a few seconds. You’ll be able to walk through walls or walk through punches, but only for five seconds. And you’ll only be able to use the Ghost Mode feature twice.”

I nodded my head for him to go on. "I don't know her real identity, but she goes by the name, Lady Ghost. She leaves no traces behind, and immediately will get rid of all lose ends. She is called Lady Ghost because no one has ever seen her face. If anyone is really fortunate enough to meet with her, she is covered by a white thick vale. There is only one person who is truly allowed near her, and that is a man with a black mask they like to call the Joker." The others had saddled up and huddled up as we started to head back on our journey. Their attention fully on Nicklos as he spoke. "If they are hard to get information on, how do you know this much?"

"Don't dare touch me again or I'll kill you again." The male chuckles and rubs his hair. "I'm just like you... A ghost. So how can you possibly kill me? I came back just the same way you came back cause I can't let you hurt her even though I wish I can cause she's a silly female." Jalen rolls her eyes at him and relaxes but suddenly shudders when his other words dawned on her and all the hairs on her body started rising and goosebumps prickled at her skin. "Y..yo..u..both are ghosts?"

The outfits look pretty good and decent, but the real head looker was my makeup. Despite my normal attire, my makeup makes you want to question your taste. My eyelid was covered in pink and glittery eyes shadow and paired with peacock eyelashes and very very dark eyeliner. My lips were also purple with lots and lots of glitter, and my blush was so red that it makes me look like one of those Asian dolls. As Felisha, I also wore my pink wig.

he looked like some solider with a cold personality, an old but very long cut scar was present on his left side of his face which was starting from forehead and coming all the way down and vanishing into his long yet groomed mustache and beard… His dark eyes were fixed on me, but what caught my attention was a naked beautifully female ghost was clinging on his back…. her both arms were tightly wrapped around his neck while she was staring at me with blank expressionless eyes…. my eyes were locked with the female ghost on back of this man when he waved his hand and said “Get her clean and ready” I was brought back to my surrounding when four middle aged female walked inside with couple of wat

Is that the female ghost she saw last night? However, she could not see the face to find out. She was too scared to move her head to take a look. So, she stood rooted and stared at the glass as her heart continued to pound loudly. The long-haired man tilted his head to the side as he aimed to kiss the nape of her wet neck. His high nose brushed against her jawline as he chuckled naughtily. "I have been waiting for you to say my name..." he said softly. He lowered his head and had his lips on her neck, giving it a light kiss.