Danganronpa Ghost Au Novels & Stories

He slides his eyepatch off to rub his hands over his face. “Lenora and Justice can handle themselves. Especially against Randall and Basalt. Your reaction was overkill.” Ghost pushes forward. “And since when do you give a shit what happens to Justice, anyway? Everyone knows you hate her.” “I don’t need to answer down to you, Ghost.” He lets his hand drop to his chest. “Know your fucking role.” “Yes, you fucking-” A knock on the door and the smell of cinnamon rolls makes Ghost stop in his tracks and fall back.

Reaper yelled, fumbling for the darts. Too late. Rabbit launched himself at Reaper, teeth sinking into the meat of his forearm. Reaper bellowed, tried to shake him off, but two more were already up, moving wrong, too fast, too strong. Ghost fired a dart into one’s neck; the man didn’t even flinch, just turned and charged. I saw the shiv in his hand, a jagged piece of bedframe, and I reacted on instinct. My rifle coughed twice, it's was a center mass.

I lied about my age and ended up in a secret online relationship with one of the biggest names in esports. He was nothing like his public persona. In public, he was cold and aloof. Online, though, he flirted with me nonstop. When he got worked up, he even said he'd be my good boy. Then my nineteenth birthday came and went, and my wolf still hadn't awakened. Most werewolves shifted for the first time at sixteen. Even late bloomers awakened by eighteen. I couldn’t let Adrian find out I was defective, with no wolf at all. So I broke up with him and blocked him everywhere. Months later, while staying with my best friend Chloe, I heard her older brother speak outside the bedroom. I had heard that

📌Gamma's Game An agreement, a claim, a fate Diana Marchand knows that her father wanted her to be the next Luna by arranging a marriage to future Alpha. But it all went down the drain when the Alpha found his true mate. Now a free woman to make her own choices, she dis not count for a man with green eyes and black hair to stumble her way instead.

He leaned back in his chair, one hand resting on his mouse. Victor and Andrea sat down. Silence followed as Dante remained focused on his system. His gaze didn’t flicker. His eyelids lifted slightly, his gaze now on Andrea. “Good morning,” Andrea greeted. “Hope you have a name for me,” Dante said, ignoring the greeting. “It’s complicated,” Andrea replied, sitting up. “She isn’t just a ghost based on rumors… it’s like she is a real ghost.” Dante’s gaze tightened. “Don’t waste my time. A ghost?” his brow lifted.

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 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.

"You're not see through. Are we able to hit him?" He ignite a flame at his sleeve which easily caught on fire and the ghost is shrieking and waving his arm around before putting it off. "Yup, we can hit him." Kurai said then showed the cover picture with a disapproving shake. "By the way, did you seriously perv on her when you saw this pic? That's my mom, you perv." "Boys, we're on the same side." The ghost said. With each step back, it's another step forward for them. The male ghost started running and he is surprisingly a fast runner but the duo are not impressed as they are able to catch up to him.

The room fell silent as the girl glared at me. Rachel interrupted the awkward silence by suggesting a walk outside for some fresh air. I agreed and off we went. The rain has stopped and the sun had finally made an appearance. Birds were singing away in the trees and children were playing happily around us. I listened as Rachel explained the girl who was called Gina, had been an orphan from a pack that had been destroyed in a bad attack years ago. The old Alpha of this pack had allowed her to join this pack. She was only four years old and the only survivor.

And then, a final image — the Grayson Veronin symbol painted across the wall in blood-red pixels. The same mark that had burned itself into the warehouse hours ago. The Ghost hadn’t just resurrected my father’s systems. He’d resurrected his enemies. For a moment, none of us spoke. The air inside the vault felt heavier than oxygen, like the walls themselves were breathing with us. Roman D’Angelo.