Ciel Phantomhive Real Name Novels & Stories

Badger complained through her headset. “Damn Buddha, what did we tell you about eating cheese before a raid!” Arrow added. “Guys, focus!” Chief, interjected. I giggled to myself at my team. Even in a dire situation, such as this, my team knew how to keep things amusing. “Phantom, how far out are we?” Chief asked me as they turned down another abandoned hallway. They called me Phantom, because of my ability to infiltrate the cyber world, while going unseen on the dark web. My hacking skills were known around the world however my identity remained a secret. I was known as Phantom, because no one knew who I was. I made sure of it. All of us went by code names to ensure another level of security

At the top, it reads: THE REAL TRUTH Oh please. Subtle. I scroll, looking for an owner, some real name to pin this on — but the avatar is a freaking Darth Vader mask. The username reads — Truth Vader. I snort despite the ice crawling up my spine. Of course. A basement-dwelling Sith Lord with Wi-Fi. A true geek, I would guess. Probably types in a cape. The page prompts me to select a name from an alphabetical list. Every single one is a celebrity — athletes, actors, singers, politicians. Public executions in digital form.

In that quiet space between them, the air felt charged with the promise of something real and transformative. "My real name is Therese Cataley El Mundo. My aunties call me Calley," she confessed softly, as if entrusting a secret too precious to be shared lightly. A tender smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. "I am Free Phillian Zodiac. My family calls me Free, though most just say Phill," he replied. Her smile deepened into one that radiated genuine delight, and her eyes began to sparkle with an inner light. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Phillian," she said in a hushed, melodious tone that sent a shiver of anticipation down his spine.

Caspian instructed. "Yes, sir!" Sylvia replied. Once they ended the phone call, Sylvia immediately began her investigation. The reason Caspian was being this cautious was because Rebecca's appearance was rather sudden. He could not let a complete stranger be so close to Willow. A few minutes later, he received a call from Sylvia. "Caspian, I've already investigated. Rebecca is an artist from Starsphere Media. She has dabbled in film and music. "She's a really famous celebrity in the entire Diatoran. However, she recently rejected the sexual advances of Billy Jennings from Mahayan Pavilion and is currently being hunted down by them …"

"Pardon me. Someone on the streets spilled my coffee on my suit. That's why I ordered a new one from my retiring secretary. It might take a minute or two. Do you mind if I stay naked like this? I don't have anything to put on right now." Zoey's mouth kept opening and closing, like a fish trying to breathe out of the water. The man seemed talkative, terrifyingly talkative. "I'm sorry. I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Dionysus Zephyr Chevalier. The C.E.O., owner and founder of Chevalier Group of Companies. Pleasure to meet you, Miss Lavigne." The way Dionysus' eyes glinted in menace silently told Zoey that she was really wrong to abandon him on the streets. It was like she just heard a bo

He gives me an apologetic smile, bowing as he stops before me. "Forgive her behavior, my lady. Cersei is the sour one of the group." he explains. I shrug, not really wanting to focus on Cersei. "I'm Cecelia, of Ovylian." "Pleasure to meet you, my lady. I am Lipton Vaughn of Lynnexville, though I reside here now with my leader Quill and the rest of my packmates. Please, let me give you the tour around our home." he said, and though I was a bit wary of the rest of the pack, something told me that Lip might be someone to trust.

However, Cyan set her mind on attending the celebration and meeting the branch leader. Cyan uttered with a smile, “Come on, mister. We are sorry for what happened earlier. “We have ties to the Viper’s Den. I am Cyan, an influencer with Golden Scale Corporation. I have met Ms. Delmore and Mr. Ettinger. My family has business ties with the Viper’s Den. “I am good friends with your branch leader.” The leader was stunned. Cyan was mean to Kaze. Yet, she claimed to be his good friend.

“Then… what is it?” Kade turned to the glowing console. Then he said something that made Ayesha’s blood run cold. “It’s a person.” The Ghost in the Machine Silence. Then Adrian scoffed. “That’s impossible.” Kade tapped the screen, bringing up a blurred digital profile. “It’s very possible.” He smirked. “Because Phantom? Is still alive.” Ayesha’s mind spun. Her father’s work. Revenant. The war they had fought to stop. It had all been a cover-up for something even bigger.

But never again. “Ladies and gentlemen, please calm down. I’ll answer your questions,” Cecile’s voice rang out as she stepped into the spotlight. “I’m Cecile Damian, one of the major investors in Star Agency.” -- Xander’s POV -- “What the hell?” I muttered under my breath the moment I heard her voice. Cecile Damian. Standing in front of the reporters. Confident. Bold. Speaking as if she had every right to be there, which, unfortunately, she did.

I spat. “That’s fine.” He said, taking a deep breath. “I created Phantom years ago to escape the Griffin name, to prove I could build something that wasn't tied to my father's shadow. I kept it a secret and I became an anonymous owner, working silently from the shadows. When I collaborated with you, it wasn’t because I felt obliged to, I saw how hardworking you are and I wanted us to be partners.” “So, you had to lie?” I jabbed.