Smile Ghost Novels & Stories

Ghost simply got the job done. My jaw tightened. “The timing…” Nico nodded his head before I even finished the sentence. “That’s exactly what caught my attention.” Ghost had disappeared for nearly two weeks. During that same time, my security firm detected an attempted breach that nearly got through. Then Ghost vanished. Now Ghost was back. Ash growled. “That isn’t a coincidence.” No… It wasn’t. Nico leaned closer to the keyboard, his fingers moving quickly across the keys. “I might be wrong,” he said, “but if I had to bet…” He pointed toward the monitor. “I’d say Ghost took the contract job.”

And Samuel's social media had kept posting updates, too. Suddenly, Adeline raced back home. She dug out the old photos she'd stashed away at the bottom of a box and studied them closely. Then it hit her—my smile looked stiff in every single one. Forced. Like they'd been photoshopped... Adeline's head snapped up. The photos scattered across the floor as realization crashed over her like a suffocating wave. She swallowed hard, her hands trembling as she pulled out her phone and opened my social media account. The account posted regularly—but four years ago, I had stopped showing my face entirely. And the IP address... it matched the city where she'd been building her empire all along.

Half of his head was blown off, brains and dark red blood clinging to his eye socket. He must have been one of Marco's hired guns in life. There was no way he was among the living now. "Careful, little kitty. Nosing around can get you killed," the spirit said with a ghastly smile, black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. A ghost. "Another one of Marco's guard dogs?" I asked coldly. "I'm the master of this pier," the spirit said, closing in. "But I took the boss's offering, so I have to clean up any bugs that crawl in."

The type that suggests she was about saying something, but I waited and no words came out. I ran a frustrated hand down my swollen face. I was already out of words to convince her with.. “I still dream to witness you edit my sentences even if it's just once. You would grudgily sit at that front desk opposite mine, wearing your funny glasses and aggressively chewing your pen cap, a personal revenge transferred to the pen.” Her lips curved into a hidden smile. The type with the perfect description of ghost smile. It fid the magic, nearly knocking me off my tired feet.

Ghost to her? “Do not cry anymore. I will go find Ms. Ghost for you, all right? My good little girl, be good and stop crying. It hurts me too much to see you like this… But why still can I not see your face? No. Do not go!” “Do not go!” Adrian shouted and jolted upright. Sweat poured down his forehead as he gasped for air, his chest rising and falling uncontrollably. It took a long while before his breathing finally steadied.

A devilish smile crept across my lips as I whistled softly. “Here comes the Grim Reaper.”

I sighed and prepared to microwave a box of macaroni and cheese. But when I turned around, I spotted a note pressed under something on the table. It was in Nathaniel’s familiar handwriting, though this time, his note held a hint of cold anger. [Wasteful.] I was stunned for a moment before I burst out laughing. This ghost was not just a good cook, but he was also thrifty and responsible. I liked that. I immediately picked up a pen and wrote back. [My bad, Nat. It’s just a joke. Let’s just stick to homemade food from now on. I won’t bring up that extravagant nonsense again, okay?]

“Mini-reunion” Alaister POV, "ALAISTER" I saw a guy who's smiling at me I can't figure out who is he. But his smile is very familiar. "Who are you?" when I tried to touch his face my hand suddenly penetrate. I startled. He's a ghost?? "Alaister...I love you so much Alaister" his voice was cold as ice but at the same time, I find it sweet and scary too. "Wait who are you? And why do I feel the same??" I asked him while still trying to feel his warmth oh fuck he's a ghost Alaister!

Makes me hot. I walked to open my bedroom window, then after opening it, I sat in front of the window while feeling the gentle breeze across my face. Refreshing. Without realizing it, someone was looking at me. When I looked towards the front window, I found a flirtatious ghost smiling down at me. I admit that smile is very, sexy. But Alex's smile is sexier. Ahh no no, Justin Bieber I mean. I stuck out my tongue at him. He only replied with a lecherous look. Ohh, you flirty ghost.

Steve replied. “You can call me Ghost,” Ghost smiled. “When I was younger, I used to get a thousand texts from the ladies and of course I would want to differentiate the important ones from the regular ones with a different chat tone. The one I just heard isn’t very familiar so I figured.” “That’s very smart sir,” Steve laughed. “I mean…Ghost.” “My daughter is telling you to come over tonight because her father is on a business trip isn’t she?” Ghost asked, his eyes fixed on his long nails.