Ghost Fighter Ost Novels & Stories

There were wild screams from the viewers. He got back to his feet, a weird smile cut across his lips as he stared infuriated at the bully. His nose still trickling blood, he took out his handkerchief, wiped his nose and suddenly threw it at the face of the big man, distracting him. He charged into the bully, ramming his skull into his unprotected belly. The big man screamed and staggered as the viewers cheered.

, Alex spoke quickly as he punched the keyboard. "What about the Guardians?", Alfred asked with an expression on his face that read; we need them. Alex turned to face him sharply, "How could I have forgotten", Alex smashed his forehead with his palm and dipped his right hand into the pocket of his lab coat. "Take this, I could really use your help right now", He stretched out his security card to Alfred. "Release each of them and let them head to the lawn, I can see people coming out from the spaceship. Tell them to get ready for combat", Alex said as he looked through the window. As Alfred was about to exit the lab, Alex called out.

The sun beat down on the training field, but it wasn’t nearly as hot as the determination radiating off the Guardians. Dust kicked up beneath their boots as they sparred, shifting between forms and strikes, sweat clinging to skin and scales alike. No rest for the weary. Not even for legends. Cheyenne ducked under a high punch from Tora and flipped her onto the mat with a grin. “Nice try, Flame Breath,” she teased, panting. Tora groaned and muttered something draconic under her breath as she rolled onto her back.

She glared at Jennifer like a fierce little beast. Jennifer scoffed, amused by her defiance. She bent down and poked Nina’s forehead repeatedly. Caught off guard, Nina stumbled back, hitting her head against the iron gate with a loud thud. The noise caught Patrick’s attention from afar, and his heart clenched. "Who’s there?" Jennifer panicked and immediately covered Nina’s mouth. Forcing a smile, she called out, "Patrick, it’s nothing. Just a beggar knocking at the door. It’s cold outside. Take Johnny inside first!"

“I’m not brave enough for a tattoo. But… I can mention it to my buddies.” “Great!” They finally arrived at a building that looked abandoned, its exterior swallowed in darkness. That was how underground fights worked, venues constantly shifting to stay off the cops’ radar. Out of the corner of her eye, Belle noticed Felix starting to look pale, like all the blood was draining from his face. Exactly how she’d felt the first time she came to one of these fights. “You ever seen a fight before?” Belle whispered as they moved down a crowded hallway. Felix shook his head. “A fight? What do you mean?”

“If another man is on the offense, they already have the advantage. You’re small and you’re weak. Look for their weak spots.” “Like what?” “Groin. Kick with your shin. Better chance of hitting something.” I don’t realise my hands have dropped until he’s slapped me again. This time, harder. I think I’m starting to feel a bit aroused. “Hands up, Sasha.” I put them up. I don’t think I’m going to be any good with all this. I ought to just buy a gun. “Try it, I won’t let you hit anything important.” Not that I’d want to. I don’t want him out of action any time soon. Although, it would stop him sleeping with Chloe. I have to crouch a little to reach. But I kick a shin out. Aim between his legs. Hi

The possessive way he fucked me like he both hated and needed me. I forced a grin. “You’re crazy, man. You watch too many movies.” He stepped aside but whispered as I passed, “Run while you still can. He’ll ruin you.” Later that day, I overheard two employees gossiping near the cafeteria. “Did you hear about The Ghost? Some billionaire who shows up masked at underground parties. Pays good money, fucks like a demon, then vanishes. Nobody ever sees his face.” I laughed it off again. But deep inside of me, i was worried for myself.

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."

Maceo scowled as Sorin sat in front of him tying his boxing gloves. Sorin had already donned on his mask and was in boxing shorts. "I am not going to get myself beaten up. I am going to beat someone up" Sorin grinned as he stood up and and taking a fighting stance jumped lightly on his feet and threw a few punches. "Uh-huh sure. Isn't that what you say everytime bit always end up with a bruside stomach or aching shoulder" Maceo deadpanned. "Shut up" Sorin hissed.