Girly Ghostface Novels & Stories

Kairo had chosen it for me; it was a face that wouldn’t draw too much attention, yet beautiful enough to slip into any room unnoticed until it was too late. The changes weren’t drastic. A nose job to soften my features, liposuction to refine my jawline and my once-blonde hair was now dyed black. I dragged a hand through the strands, letting them fall over my shoulders. The woman staring back wasn’t the girl I used to be. That girl had died along with her family. Now, I was someone else. I was The Ghost.

I asked the ghost after her emotional moment with Mimi, and she pointed something at the 4r-size picture in my hold. “Look at this faint human figure here, like a shadow near you. It’s me, Syd. Look at that closely. It's red! And I am wearing red. See? It’s me! The camera caught me as a ghost!” She said excitedly, and I did see what she meant. “Woah!” I let out in amazement, looking at it, as it’s truly amazing. It’s her, indeed.

Vesper POV We get back, and I head straight through without stopping. There’s still a little time before Ghost gets back, and I want to be ready, waiting for him, exactly how I choose. I haven’t decided yet if I’ll be in lingerie or in one of the dresses Red made me buy. She said I should sit out there in nothing but lingerie. It's tempting. But Ghost might kill someone just for looking. She could do it because she’s claimed now, officially, which means no one dares look at her too long.

] [Sonia Quindt's mystery fiancé disappears—Borevia City in chaos! [Proposal ends in heartbreak—what really happened?] I opened one. There she was—outside the Clerk's Office. White dress. Red roses. Face glowing with hope. The moment I used to dream about. My chest tightened, eyes burning. But no one stood beside her. Caption read: [This morning, CEO Sonia Quindt arrived at the County Clerk's Office in a wedding dress, waiting for her fiancé—who never showed. The scene went viral across Borevia City.]

I can feel her annoyance, even though she's still smiling. She hates being ignored……too bad. I drop my tray on the table and sit down. My wolf Ghost growled, he doesn't like her, not because he hates her, but because he knows she's not the one for me. Misha is beautiful, sure. Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a body that every guy here probably wants. She's strong, she had shown us that in our combat classes but she's also empty. She only cares about gossip, parties, and the latest fashion.

"Is this Ghost when she was a puppy?" Danica asks. Ghost jumps up at the mention of her name. Danica is looking at the picture frames in the hallway. "Yeah, that's what she looked like when Jay brought her home. She's four now," I nod. Ghost runs down the stairs and starts to bark wanting to go outside. The sound of her bark makes Danica jumpy. Her eyes flare a deep almost red amber. The eyes of a wolf who's familiar with killing. "You'll get used to it,"

she bellowed as she chased Crystal out of the room. As Crystal was still running to the kitchen so she could do the dishes, she barged into the rude and strange Billionaire’s son Red. He always had a mask on so no one could see his face. “Good m….” Crystal tried greeting but then he interrupted with his deep voice. “Get your filthy face off my eyes now!!” he ordered rudely as Crystal trembled in fear.

“Girls, why don’t we introduce our names to Karla?” The ghosts smiled at the woman and a ghost started. “My name is Michaela,” She pointed at her heart. The ghost named Michaela has beautiful short black hair, matching with her brown skin. “I’m Jevilyn, Karla.” Jevilyn smiled at her. Her chestnut hair covering half of her face. “My name is Anne, welcome to the clan.” Anne cuddled her and pearls showed up from her blonde hair. This continued until the last ghost was finished. The woman is the last one to introduce herself.

Right now, what it wanted to do was to touch her willing flesh. He raised his trembling hand and caressed the soft flesh of her firm breast with the tip of his coarse fingers. She sighed and relaxed her body, but made no move to stop him. “I am not a virgin anymore,” she reminded him. “You are so kind and handsome. I want to know what it feels like to be with a man who is kind and handsome. I want to erase the dream of horror that is stuck in my mind.”