Black Knight Ghost Novels & Stories

Carriers. My eyes moved unwillingly across the list. Carly Blackwater. Darren Moore. Samuel Louis. Lucas Vance. Ethan Blackwater. Everything inside me stopped. My wolf froze with me. A cold pressure filled my lungs, thick and tight. The idea of death had shadowed me before, but this was different. This was death waiting inside me with patience, a silent thing breathing with my breath. “I am on the list,” I said. The words were too small for what they meant.

For a brief moment, a flicker of hope appeared inside them. But the ghost hissed in rage. “Then let’s put it to the test.” The chains snapped from the wall, flinging Camela across the chamber. She landed hard on the floor, gasping for breath. Vincent broke free from his chains and lunged toward her. “Camela!” he called out in panic. But before he could reach her, the ghost appeared in between them, holding out a single black blade and its edge shimmered with a red light. The ghost's smile was sharp and menacing. “Then prove it, fox. If your love is stronger than her doubt…strike me down. Show her how much she matters to you.”

Her boots echoed in the cavernous space as she stepped onto the cold cement floor. A mechanical hum started. Lights flickered on. Dozens of masked men emerged from the shadows. Silent. Armed. And then— Ghost. He wore a sleek matte-black helmet, no features, voice warped by a modulator. “You came,” Ghost said. “I don’t break promises,” Juliette replied, chin high. He stepped closer. “And yet, you’ve broken everything else. The empire. The legacy. Damon’s illusions.” She didn’t flinch. “Where’s the boy?”

log My hand shook as I opened it. Lena Lynx Grey. Known Aliases: BlackBird. Raven queen. Hex. STATUS: ACTIVE. WANTED. Bounties placed: Ghost Clan (Data Breach, 3.4M BTC) Kurokage Network (Code Theft) Unidentified Buyer (Assassination Contract - Failed). I choked on a breath. I wasn't just someone who hacked to survive. According to this, I was a phantom. A legend. A threat.

The loft is open as a thick glass railing that goes to the average person's hips. Ghost looks like a king overlooking his kingdom as he sits on the three person black leather couch with a black metal table in front of him. I can already see the variety of drugs on the table. I see his strange glass bong like contraption that he heats up with a mini blow torch to smoke the dark crystals. There are humans drugs there as well. Clearly, he’s mixing the deathly concoction as he packs the drugs in mini plastic baggies that you would get something small like a ring. Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk.

He smiled a toothy grin before putting Bianca back down. "I'll rip that jerk's heart out for daring to touch mine, Love. And then... the ghosts." _ Ah-whooooo !!!! When it comes to them, that's when they show up! Bianca flinched slightly and tilted her head from side to side. "Excuse me, mon Coeur, but I'm not following you here," she said, completely lost. "I'm afraid of ghosts," Black replied solemnly. "Ghosts?" the young woman asked.

In silence, I acknowledged the strange sensation. Before us stood Black, accompanied by two soldiers. His presence demanded attention, and he began his introduction with confidence. "Allow me to introduce myself properly. I am Black Knight, the esteemed Head Knight of the King of the West," he declared, his posture exuding authority. Oddly enough, there was a distinct scent surrounding Black, reminiscent of pine trees and rain. It was a captivating aroma, though I knew it wasn't his natural fragrance since he hadn't emitted that scent during our encounter in the forest.

Madam Bones shouted, planting her feet firmly and launching a palm strike toward Sebastian, accompanied by a terrifying black mist. This palm strike was laden with corpse poison, and one hit would be fatal. However, Sebastian gave her no chance. As soon as she struck, he thrust the sword forward, piercing Ghost Shadow's chest. With a swift kick to the hilt, the sword drove through his chest, and blood sprayed out. Ghost Shadow screamed, and his body flung backward to the floor. Clutching his chest in agony, he knew the poison on his sword well. It would swiftly destroy his internal organs and vital points.

Olivia couldn’t see anything because of the light, only the sound of the deity remained in her ears. “Young recruit will have to dedicate to the galaxy. You have the white of the fairy flower, the beauty of the unicorn and you are the pride of the phoenix. Don’t let me down!” The sound made Olivia curious about her identity. Fairy flower? Unicorn? Phoenix? Why did he say that? She doesn’t know. No one tells her about that. Olivia was about to ask the deity when a powerful suction blocked her voice and pulled her into an endless black hole.

'Eth… Ethan…' Pete whispered, his voice thick with horror. Just then, Ethan pushed Sylvia away, his attention snapping toward Pete, who was still staring at the open doorway. Ethan’s gaze followed—and there, disappearing down the hall, was the achingly familiar bare back of the woman he had held all night. 'Belle?' Ethan whispered her name into the air, a sudden force seeming to punch the breath from his lungs, his heart thundering in his chest." ****💔😢****