Cod Ghost X Reader Novels & Stories

If by some miracle I can make it through the fight, I have a chance at survival. As Hexton drones on with his pretentious speech to the crowd, I discreetly tap on the wolf’s bane flower tattoo on my forearm. My eyes connect with my mothers, and she catches the action. Suddenly her eyes widen in alarm as she translates my silent message. I couldn’t exactly yell, ‘Hey mum, I’ve been poisoned with aconite, can you help a bitch out?’.

The dream pulled me under like warm honey, slow and thick and impossible to resist. My bedroom door creaked open. Alex stood there shirtless, moonlight carving shadows across his broad chest and defined abs. His gray sweatpants hung low on his hips, the outline of his hardening cock already visible. He didn’t say anything at first. He just locked the door behind him with a soft click and stalked toward my bed like a predator who’d waited long enough. “Emma…” His voice was low, rough, exactly like I’d always imagined it in moments like this. “You think I don’t notice the way you look at me? Those little shorts you wear around the house. The way your nipples get hard every time I walk into the

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Dolly said looking lovingly at her son. Tresh nodded to his mother knowing too well what she meant. Big G was the next to speak. “I hate long speeches, I will talk for all your friends in here so we can start eating and jamming.” “Yeh!” his friends agreed in unison. “TT my man, we are proud of you. You beat rehab’s ass, you kicked that Red snake out of your life,” Big G said, his face expression changing to disgust when mentioning Reds, whom he despised for getting Tresh hooked into drugs.

The names of the Readers were turning into a solid, glowing "Ink Black." One of the "Readers" from the ship—a man in a modern black hoodie—jumped from the prow and landed in the courtyard. He didn't have gold eyes, and he didn't have silver eyes. He had eyes of "Pure Ink." He looked at Kaelen, and a cold, mercury-smile touched his lips. "The 'First Sentence' is beautiful, Genesis," the man said, his voice sounding like a thousand pages turning at once. "But did you forget the 'Disclaimer'? The 'Reader' doesn't just watch. Sometimes, the 'Reader' wants to be the 'Villain'."

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I said, my voice echoing off the wet brick walls. ​"No," Julian said, his eyes flashing with a sudden, sharp intensity. "There is a man. A 'Eraser' in the Grey Sector. He specializes in removing Board tech from people who don't want to be found. But he doesn't take money. He takes 'Time'." ​We emerged into the Grey Sector. This wasn't the 2026 of glass skyscrapers and holographic ads. This was the old city—gritty, smelling of fried oil and ozone, where the streetlights flickered with a dying orange glow.

I’m captivated by curiosity to know what Ghost is insinuating. “Um, yeah…okay, just give me a minute to get dressed. Wait out here and I’ll be right out.” I say to him in a slow manner. I close the door and lock it. I swiftly go to X’s bedroom. I pull out my shorts that I wore earlier sliding them up my legs. Although Ghost seems a lot nicer right now and almost seems caring, I trust him for nothing. I rip open X’s nightstand drawer and pull out his Glock .45, it’s loaded and safety on. I tuck the handgun in the back of my denim shorts. I rummage through X’s closet, pulling out his black hoodie to better conceal the gun behind me and zipping it up past my chest. I have an abs

“Good news lads, The Herb Codex is hidden in one of these eggs!” “Great! Now we'll play. Pick me!” Chastine was excited to try out the gacha machine. “Not so fast, young lady,” Duke-X told her while winking his eye. “Because the book you want has limited copies, you need a password to unlock the gacha box.” “Hmmp, so many obstacles.” Juste pouted his healthy-looking lips in dismay. “Aah, but once you get the book it would be ten times as rewarding,” this was Duke-X’s words of encouragement to Juste.

“Maisie, she put so much thought into that gift! How heartless can you be to ignore her like that?” “I seriously misjudged you. In that case, we won’t give you any gifts either.” Left with no choice, I said I appreciated both the gift and her intentions, but I was already wearing a necklace. Zoe’s eyes reddened. “The one I'm giving you is more expensive than that. Doesn’t it deserve a place around your neck?” Just then, Miles Gray's rough voice came from downstairs. “Maisie! C-Come down!” It was my brother.