Ghost Face Reveal Cod Novels & Stories

he asked. “No,” she lied. It was the reason she believed them, it was the first secret she found out about him, alongside the name Rebecca. The name he tattooed on his chest and kept staring at every morning they woke up together. Carson pulled a picture of the three of them, Andre, Christy and Jones on the table. “Paul, Benjamin and Rebecca, ” he pointed on each one as he spoke. “I see the bureau did its homework. What am I looking at agent?” she paused to confirm his name?

TIME: DAY 18 OF EXILE, 09:00 HOURS. LOCATION: THE DIGITAL WORLD - THE OBSIDIAN BASTION. STATUS: THE WAR COUNCIL. The transition into the Ghost Server was no longer a blinding explosion of agony. Kara (Jinx) had spent the last two weeks refining the haptic buffer, cannibalizing Blackwatch tactical helmets to smooth out the raw data transfer. When Ren (Wraith) logged in, it felt like plunging into an icy river—a sharp, breathtaking shock that quickly faded into a numb, hyper-focused clarity.

I am not stopping until I get it. Finally, Ghost looks up, his face blank. “Snake’s clean,” he says, his voice flat. “No suspicious activity on his IP address. No calls or texts to Kade or anyone tied to him. Nothing.” he declares,his eyes trained on me. The room stays silent for a second, like nobody believes it. My stomach twists and disbelief hits me hard. For the first time,I don't know if I should trust Ghost’s findings. He has always been accurate though.

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

Blood covered the walls the night my best friend, Cody Colfax, was murdered. His body twisted and twitched before my eyes, like a fish out of water splashing around on a boardwalk without anyone to put him back. The possession of his body from the unknown source, the scientists call 'The Ghost,' has haunted the bystanders for weeks now. When we found him, his body was half-naked and covered in ashes. The hairs on his arms were fried by the electrical chords wrapped around his arms. The tattoos on his body were symbolic, otherworldly. The Ghost left them there to make their presence known.

A black stain appeared in the sea of light. "You think you can just pass through?" The Ghost of the Architect materialized. He wasn't a man anymore. He was a jagged, glitching wreck of code, forever reliving the moment his towers fell. He lunged at Aradaa, his translucent fingers reaching for Aradaa’s throat. "Give me the Bone-Code!" the Architect shrieked. "I need it to get out! I’ve been in this hell for eons!" "You're not going anywhere," Kaelor growled.

Kade POV Ricci had been blowing up my phone all morning informing me that information on his laptop had been leaked to the Sinaloa’s with Phantom’s trademark signature (a grim reaper emoji). The emoji had been something I had started years ago when I posted a ghost emoji anytime, I came across another hacker. Phantom had been dormant for almost 6 months. Why was he appearing now? What was the purpose of leaking any information? Was it in fact Phantom? Too many questions invaded my brain. I handed Evelyn a thumb drive with all of the information that I had.

Dante muttered beside me, already pulling out his phone. The blue glow of the screen lit up his face as he dialed rapidly, stepping aside and barking into the phone. "What the fuck is going on? Kill that signal now. Now!" But no matter how many calls he made, the masked man didn't vanish. He only flickered on the screen every now and then. "My name..." the man announced. "Is Ghost." "And I mean no harm…if you just listen." I frowned, confused. But for some reason, I still listened. There was some kind of mystery around this "Ghost" that instantly made me eager to hear what he had to say.

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

“He drank blood?” “He was biting people’s throats out, I don’t think drinking their blood while he was at it is an unrealistic leap, do you?” He asks pointedly. “That’s a good point, and now that you mention it, he’s starting to sound familiar, and I don’t mean because he’s named after an iconic fictional vampire. As for the first victim, I’m pretty sure he is an assassin who went by the Codename Castrati, so named because he was fond of emasculating his male victims and keeping the parts as a souvenir. Or at least I assume so since the appendages were never found." My words make Silas squirm and cross his legs, and I hide my amusement at his discomfort. “I hadn’t seen him at the last Tourna