Ghost Empire Novels & Stories

I shrug at Ghost as the Collector snaps up at him. “What group am I?” I ask Ghost; he doesn’t look back at the computer, which means he’s already looked for the information. I can’t say I blame him; I’d want every bit of information I can get if I were travelling with someone like me. "E," Ghost says flatly. “What the fuck is group E and why is Elle in it?” Ghost snarls down at him; his eyes change to a flat red colour, making him look like a demon, when he looks at me, his eyes have returned to normal. I wonder if his eyes going red are like when Gideon’s turn yellow.

Emily placed her palm on the lid and the tomb burst open. A blast of cold wind threw them back. From the tomb rose a spectral form, regal and terrible eyes burning like molten gold. "Who dares wake the blood of Myra the First?" the voice rang out, shaking the walls. Emily forced herself to her feet. "Your heir. The last of your line. I need your help." The ghost stepped forward, examining her. "You bear my fire... and his darkness. The prophecy unfolds. But beware love and power are rarely allies."

They had spent the night scouting the northern coastal ridges, and the report they brought was not one of peace. "The ghost ships are real, Dad," Leo reported, his voice a deep and resonant rumble that made the obsidian beneath his paws vibrate. "They aren't made of wood or steel. They are massive shards of black ice: floating graveyards that move against the current. We counted three of them drifting toward our perimeter before we had to pull back.". "They are carrying the Void Howl into the water," Toby added, his kinetic energy nearly breaking the sound barrier as he paced the pier. "The resonance near the shore is already starting to turn grey. It feels like the ocean is trying to hold i

GHOST The storm outside had turned vicious, wind slamming against the building hard enough to rattle the windows while thunder rolled in deep, layered waves beneath the floorboards. Rain battered the glass in relentless bursts that drowned out the quieter sounds of the apartment. Ember stood in the doorway like someone deciding whether to fight the storm or surrender to it, her body betraying her with every passing minute. Her breathing had grown uneven, and she kept touching her arms in small, restless movements that weren’t meant for him but that Ghost noticed anyway, cataloging each one.

I whispered, the name tasting like cold ash. From the black-emerald light of the Ziggurat, a new figure stepped out—not a god, and not a machine, but a Revenant of the Foundry, his skin still charred by my sunset-gold fire, his eyes glowing with the hollow, blue light of a Man who has already been through Hell. "Welcome back to the Foundry of the Soul, Darlene," Silas growled, his voice a perfect mirror of my own nightmares. "It’s time to find out if the 'Queen' can survive the Ghosts she thought she had Buried."

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.

Her thoughts went to Celie and she wondered where her cousin was. The actor playing the Ember Ghost growled at the crew who ran in every direction before standing against the ship’s railings while looking at the dark specter. Then, the Ember Ghost went to each of the crew, pretending to hypnotize them using his hand and then sucking their blood until they fell limply to the deck. Afterwards, the Ember Ghost stood on a platform and rose his hands to the air while looking at the crowd. “I’m coming to get you!” he shouted, followed by rousing music that crescendoed as red lights flashed on the ship.

Quincy turned around and saw two other ghastly beings charging in their direction. This time, they were even more ferocious than the ghost generals earlier. They stood up to five meters tall. Likewise, they were covered with water from the blood river, and resentful spirits surrounded them. They were practically the minimized versions of the ghost emperor. Quincy immediately started shouting. “Ahhh! They’re coming again! Quick, run!” Dorothy Assex’s face sank. “Two ghost kings...” she whimpered. “You guys go in first,” Alex Rockefeller said while he stood behind the group.

he muttered, pressing his watering eyes. He heard the sound of ghostly wind, and he raised his head again, watching as the two magical wolf-like creatures materialized in front of him, fading into view from the nothingness of the air. They were grey ghosts with ornate markings which pulsated purple and glowed like their menacing eyes, blind and without features. There was a circle on each of their foreheads with lines beneath their eyes and up their pointed ears. Each dog had stripes on either side of their bodies which ran from snout to tail and a circle at the connection of every joint to its body. They growled, bearing their needle-like teeth, their sharp ears pointed back as they crouche

Before deciding to go join Eve Matthews and the Chef in the kitchen, She remembered she hadn't replaced the vase that Sophie broke so she dashed to the store and took out the exact vase, then She made her way to Brain's room. Vanessa thought there was no need to knock since the owner of the room hadn't arrived so she badged into the suite as if it were hers and gently shut the door behind her. She came face to face with a very shocking view which made the vase she was holding drop to the floor and shatter into pieces. On the other side of the room was a naked man on his feet. Not just any naked man, a sexy greek god. He was muscular, had a well-sculpted body with perfect abs that makes you d