Blaze Ghost Rider Novels & Stories

She asked her warm breath fanning my bare chest. "More like alive." I responded. She shot her head up. "Were you dead before?" "I think so." I smirked. "I'm wet." She blinked at me. Oh my goodness. Who admits things just like that? Literally nobody, it was just my Marvelous, baby Chloe. "Can I help you?" "No." She blushed now. "It's daylight!" Oh God, she was just too cute and innocent. "We'll put on blinders." I suggested smiling broadly.

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.

finally shift. I went to look up and the person carrying me and was shocked to see it was the man from earlier, his tattoos were visable at his shirt edge showing me that he was most likely covered in them, his hair cut was so much different then the men around here, the sides were shaven to the skin but long on the top; I couldnt help but notice a scar running down his jaw. This man was very much my type, old style warrior vibes flowed from him and dam was it sexy. He probaly saw me as a weakling but I couldn't help but be thankful he didnt seem to noice me looking at him because I really liked the view. "Rouge." His voice startled me as he suddenly looked down at me his eyes I thought wer

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.

He had no idea what to do, but he knew he had to find someone to keep on selling this lie. He knew today was supposed to be his official day back at school, but he wasn't mentally stable to go back and he knew it. Struggling to recover from his mother's demise and now he is seeing Ghosts. He got into his bathroom to wash up and prepare for school. Turned on the shower and stood still as the water paraded his skin and him exhaling, he felt calm at least. He closed his eyes and ran his hand through his hair, and immediately saw Tasha calling his name, her eyes filled with darkness and Her hand stretching out to him. He couldn't move, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He couldn't breat

The time was now 1:14pm and she could make out some movement at the glass door which opened as two huge Japanese men in black suits walked out, followed by another of average height behind them. She moved her sniper slowly to the right as the men made their way across the parking lot to their black sedan. Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss.

They walked slowly past a row of stone lanterns that had watched several lifetimes unfold. “Distance gives the defeated a kind of music,” Celeste said. “People who stand far from the blast can convince themselves the blast did not happen. Claudia will play to that distance. She will tell a simpler story there. She will call us cruel. She will call you unworthy. She will call me afraid.” “Will it work,” Evelyn asked. “On some,” Celeste said. “Not on enough. But do not forget this. She knows things we chose not to use. Old debts. Old names. Old doors we never opened in public. Be ready for a truth that is ugly and still not fatal.”

He looked briefly at the bedside table behind him and breathed nervously when he looked at Alethia again. Damn it! Her eyes were piercing a hole into his soul, and each hole continued to expand every second into a hollow that echoed her name, screaming for the taste of her lips that now held his eyes hostage. Damn it! He swallowed hard and tried to look away…

Before his men could react, Ghost pulled out another gun from inside his shirt and fired at them. Scar was firing from two guns from behind. Ryder leaped into the air and transformed into a wolf, tearing through the remaining men, ripping them apart. His paws with sharp claws sliced through the air as he sunk his teeth into the neck of one of the men, snuffing the life out of him instantly. Three other men emerged from behind the shadows, dragging Ciara, Hara, and Blair.

A pair of eagle-like wings also grew from his back. Blaze, the daughter of Nyx—the female personification of night—and Oreas—the purple-winged God of the north wind and God of winter, chilling the air with his icy breath, had the same skills as her father to freeze a certain creature with her cold breath. The reason why she had an unexplainable anger towards Jack is that their birth parent's powers are in contrast. Jack, the son of Apollo—the God of the sun—and Hestia—the Goddess of Hearth or fireside, has the ability to use flame magic, and his spear could also burn anything that touches it. Blaze now wears armor that is freezing cold. Her armor is now made with ice; her hair remains white