Ghost Fighter Ost Novels & Stories

Men got out, secured the area with military precision. I didn't wait for permission. Just opened my door and ran. Ghost met me at the front entrance. Six-foot-four of solid muscle and calm competence. He had been special forces before going private, and it showed in the way he moved he was always aware, always ready. "He's in the living room," Ghost said quietly. "Playing that dinosaur game you got him. I told him we might be taking a trip, but he doesn't know anything else." "Thank you." I gripped his arm. "For everything."

Slap she sway. Not a tear dropped, Alex's body was limp from all the pain, it was like she couldn't feel any more pain, only her body swayed, and then bang! Her body hit the floor not able to take it again, she blacked out, but got kicked back to consciousness, Greta walked past her after she saw Alex's eyes flicker back open.

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

Underground cage fighting is dangerous, and if you don’t have your head in the game, you will lose your head, and I like mine where it belongs. “Your turn,” Ghost says several minutes later as he opens the door, and I hear the cheering coming from the other room. I stand, moving my beck from one side to the other as it immediately cracks, and Ghost shakes his head, still not happy about this fight. He is slow but strong and precise. He studies the movements, so don’t move too much and don’t be predictable. Everything you’ve done until now, throw it out of the window. He’s seen it all, and he will use it against you,” Ghost warns me. I nod slightly as I rest one hand on his shoulder, trying t

The other two… Those were where the fun happened. I dropped into my chair, set the plate beside the keyboard, and cracked my knuckles. “All right, Ghost.” My fingers danced across the keys. “Where are you?” A dozen command windows sprang to life. Lines of code streamed down the screens faster than most people could read them. Numbers, IP addresses, encrypted tunnels, relay nodes… Beautiful. Most people looked at this and saw gibberish. I saw fingerprints. Ghost was good. Better than good. They managed to stay invisible while making half the underground think they knew where they was. That alone was impressive.

My fucking cell phone immediately rings. -Well what the fuck happened?-Jaidyn -I offered her a contract as our official photographer and graphic designer. She accepted the offer.-Me -Thank fucking god.-Jaidyn -I did tell her she has to travel on your tour bus since yours has more than enough room for her to edit all her pictures and whatnot.-Me -That is fucking fine with me-Jaidyn

"Through this, we, the first and second strongest, promise to stay true, stay fair and stay bloody no matter who we're fighting or what we're fighting, even if it's each other." We both chant and fist bump before sitting at our stations. My mask was on, my lenses were on, my hoodie was on, my signature jacket was on and my adrenaline was running. I was ready to fight. I looked at the row of fighters until my eyes land on the Skulls and Bones gang who was already looking back at me. I shrug them off and pay my attention to the line of fights going on until I finally heard my name. "FOR THE TIME A LOT OF YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR! HERE COMES OUR PRINCESS OF HELL! THEE ONE! THEE ONLY! THE MYSTE

I jumped as my phone buzzed in my pocket, waking me from my thoughts. "Alpha we're having trouble on the border. The rouges are attacking. The pack needs orders" My hand tightened around the phone. "Prepare for battle, I'm on my way." I didn't wait for a reply before hanging up. ********************** "This movie makes no sense, how in the world did this gain a fanbase?" Jocelyn laughed, "Not everyone over analyses every moment of each movie they watch." I was about to reply but my phone rang. I listened to the news wordlessly then checked my watch.

dressing me in tight black leather pants and a cropped tank that showed the fresh bandage on my ribs from the warehouse. A thin silver chain from his pocket now circled my throat like a subtle collar. “Stay close,” he’d ordered earlier. “And watch what your man can do.” I hated how those words made my stomach flip. The announcer’s voice boomed over the speakers. “Tonight, undefeated champion — The Ghost!” Kai stripped off his shirt at the edge of the cage, revealing the hard planes of muscle scarred from years of underground warfare. His tattoos — dark ink depicting knives, chains, and a coiled serpent — gleamed under the lights. At thirty-six, he moved with lethal confidence, rolling his sh

the Ghost remarked, dispatching another enemy with swift precision. Luciana and Tomiwa didn’t hesitate. Grabbing the opportunity, they opened fire, covering Capello as he reversed the car , smashing violently into one of the SUVs. The battle turned into a bloodbath as the Ghost weaved through the battlefield like an angel of death, eliminating enemies before they could react. Sergio roared in frustration. "Kill them! Kill them all!" Dino sprinted toward Sergio, dodging gunfire, before landing a devastating punch to his jaw. Sergio stumbled, wiping blood from his lip. "You think you can stop me? Sanchez will—"