A C 130 Ghost Rider Novels & Stories

Ace started. “PRESENTS! I’ve never been good at wrapping PRESENTS! Our Christmases will be hideous. I’m sorry you had to find out this way honey.” Romano spoke frantically as he yelled over the Bluetooth. “As much as I would love to hear what Ace had to say, your targets are coming in hot. He’s in the Red McLaren GT3.” Alice said, annoyance lacing her words. I looked to my left to see a cluster of cars in the distance, Mikkinol’s McLaren leading the pack. I quickly slid off my wedding ring, and attached it to the chain of my necklace, tucking it under my shirt to avoid it from being seen.

Ace snapped his head towards Mr Garret's voice, the classroom is empty of students, Ace looked at Mr Garret with a blank face that is out of emotions. Mr Garret is younger than the other teachers in school, he's twenty-four. " Is there something wrong Mr Alastar?" Me. Garret asked and looked at Ace who was still sitting alone. " No, " Ace whispered, he packed his books and left the classroom. Me. Garret noticed the emptiness in his eyes, he's worried about Ace's well being. Ace sighed and looked at jack's disgusting eyes who was slamming his against the blue locker. " Where is my money, rich boy?" Jack taunted.

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

“I just recieved intelligence from the CIA that Mustafa, the head of the terrorist network we have been tracking for some months now is meeting with an arms dealer tomorrow morning at the outskirts of Baga town. I am sending you two because of your records as the best snipers in this unit. You are to set up communication with me once you get to the rendezvous point. One of the locals will show you the way through the mountains, which is the only way to get through the enemy territory undetected. A lot is at stake with this mission, and I am counting on you both to execute it perfectly. You may now take your leave.” “Sir.” They both saluted before leaving the Colonel’s tent. ! !

Marco was standing steadily beside three cars, his hands held together in front, waiting for me. He motioned for the charioteer to open the car door for me, before bowing his head to greet me. “Boss!” He mumbled, tilting to clear yhe way for me. “Marco, did you find the address?” I shot straight to the point, as I boarded the black G-Wagon. “Yes, Boss! It's a fifteen minutes drive from here.” Marco muttered as he sat beside me and reached out his hand to close the door before the charioteer could.

Ace Ash has created a list of supporters that belong to Mother. First thing first, we had to find Claire’s father, Robert McGraw. Therefore, I have been trailing him for the last few days, watching his habits to figure out the best way to take him out. I feel like I should do so much more, but this is the best strategy. Slow but steadily chip away all the supporters of my mother. Until not one person would dare stand behind her out of fear after this.

He decided that he would get back to the war that was happening knowing Runa would take care of Ryan. Nodding as he started to follow Ace, Charlie says, “Unfortunately yes. We don’t know where they keep coming from but as time progresses, they get stronger. We need you Alpha.” Ace nodded as he went outside to the chaos. He looked at his pack members and shifted into his great black wolf, standing taller than the rest. ‘I’m sorry for being late. Now, let’s get these damn demons out of our land.’ He mind-linked them all and they all howled as they got serious.

He grabbed her hand and pulled her with him, trying to avoid the flying bullets. Amidst the chaos, Ghost lost his grip on Ciara. Before he could turn around to react, he saw her being pulled away toward a large black van, a hand over her mouth. His eyes flashed red, he tried to get to her, but there was a lot of gunfire. He fisted his hands, his eyes slowly turned amber, and just when he was about to let go, he felt a grip on his shoulders. “Not today, Ghost,” Ryder whispered in a small voice to him.

Anastasia “He got you a bike? Are we talking ‘toto we’re not in Kansas anymore’ or hell rider?” “It’s Ghostrider. Don’t disrespect the Cage like that. It’s a luxury bike, Eva.” I folded my legs under my bottom and took a healthy swig of wine. Evangeline mirrored my movements through the screen of my tablet, raising hers in healthy salute before chugging it down with the grace of a werewolf princess. “Okay, so she’s a Ducati Diavel and she’s red. Like bright, traffic-stopping red. It looks like something a fantasy villain would ride. It’s perfect,” I released a sigh.

He stood straight with a serious face as he began his explanation. "Ghosts are the souls of dead humans who... well, aren't ready to rest in peace. They don't have powers. All they can do is move from one place to another without being seen. Well, not by everyone though." "But... if you're a demon, why then are you in this form?" She couldn't help but ask.