Anakin Force Ghost Novels & Stories

The body dropped limp. Another rogue leapt. I caught it by the throat mid-air and slammed it to the ground so hard the mud cratered. Anakin’s white form skidded to a halt beside me, sides heaving, sand and gore hanging from his fur in clumps. "All our forces are here," he linked, voice grim. "Every warrior who can hold a blade or shift. The pack grounds are empty except for the women, children, and a few guards." The realisation hit us both at the same moment.

Faster than lightning, moving like a ghost, everywhere and nowhere at once. "We've only built eight Ghostler stealth aircraft. They are one of our clan's greatest technological achievements. But speed's just the start—Ghostlers are also armed to the teeth. "Aside from the Quark Warbot, just about every advanced weapon system we've got has been packed into this thing. "Gideon, I'm lending you this one. So, don't get reckless. If you break it, don't expect me to be nice about it." Gideon wasn't even listening. He was already climbing inside, way too excited to wait. He slipped into the pilot's seat in the control room.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

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 reached out and pressed the radio button on the steering wheel. My voice was cold, cutting through the static. "Mason Vale, do you see a ghost in your mirror?" I said coldly into the radio. Those words pierced straight through Mason's last line of composure. His car hesitated for an obvious instant on the straight. Now. I smashed the throttle down. The car tore through the air and pulled alongside him. Ahead was a chain of fast S-curves. Seeing that I was about to pass, a vicious look flashed through Mason's eyes.

Furthermore, an Anarch was not tall, in fact, a normal human would be twice as tall as them. The situation is not likely to change. It will not happen unless I do something. Despite the fact that I cannot join the wave and attack the humans, I can still destroy the walls, can I not? Hehe Summon Feral Ghost! Woosh! The shadows revealed a figure moving smoothly in the shape of what appeared to be a wolf. Ghost go destroy that wall. Instantly he vanished from my side, already showing off his superior stealth skills as he moved across the mass of monsters and reached the wall in a few moments.

‘I was this close to finding the likes of my daughter, finally, I was going to find out what to get her on her birthday but she showed up and ruined everything,’ Owino gazed on the sealing with pain ‘He has already started sneaking on the maid’s room, thinking that I will let him get his way, anyway I didn’t know he was eavesdropping on the girls,’ Melina’s thought.

"You'll be fine. You're too mean to die." Lucky shook his head once, grimacing in pain at the movement. "Get…this…son of…a bitch," he ground out. "Kill him." Grey knew exactly who he meant. Fantasma. Ghost. Everyone in the intelligence community knew of him, but identifying him was another thing. Probably the main reason they called him Ghost. He was invisible, leaving no trace and evaporating into the night. But JSOC had gotten a lead on who it might be, information they shared with no one except Grey's SOG team. The more the information was shared, the greater the chance for disaster.

Humans may not be as powerful as the immortals, but their sheer numbers would be impossible to defeat. "We're asking you to begin collecting your own army. Track Lycaon and clean up the messes he's bound to make. Dwindle his numbers until you're confident you can defeat him. Then bind him with silver and bring him to us. He draws most of his power from the wolves bound to him, so each kill will weaken him," said the balding vampire. "We agree to provide you with all the resources you need," the strawberry-blonde added. "Right now, most of the loyal guards have been dispatched in similar missions," she said, nodding slightly at Empusa, then Sekhmet, indicating the two former guards now standi

“Now, now, Adrian. If I wanted you to find me, you would have by now.” Adrian didn’t respond. He could hear the amusement in Ghost’s voice. The bastard was enjoying this. Ghost’s tone turned serious. “And don’t think you saved Selene’s father out of your own strength. I let him go.” Adrian’s eyes darkened. “Why?” “Because I wanted you to know… you are not in control. I am.” Adrian’s breathing stayed even, but inside, he was seething. Without a word, he raised his gun and fired another shot into the dead body on the floor. Then another. And another.