Ghost In Train Novels & Stories

Fear gripped me fiercely. "Am I going to be taken too"? asking myself as I await whoever is to come and take me away. Instead, they all moved past me. "Wait, what"? "What's going on? Looking suspiciously at the train of people moving past me, I waited for the voice to call out to me. "Fucking walk faster, slaves"! He said, wiping the woman next to him. I flinched at how much she was wiped. And, I'm beginning to think I'm a ghost. It's said that you can't see ghosts with the naked eye as they are spirits. Or probably, it's too dark to see I'm there.

Normally, the sound of men moving, talking, working would be a constant hum in the background, but now it’s just stillness. Ghost doesn’t say anything as we get into the car, but I can tell he’s watching me. I don’t ask what’s on his mind. I don’t want to know. The drive is quiet at first, the low rumble of the engine the only sound between us. Eventually, Ghost speaks. “You’re waiting for something to go wrong.” It’s not a question. I stare out the window. “Everything’s too calm. It doesn’t feel right.” Ghost nods slightly. “You were trained to expect betrayal. That shit doesn’t go away overnight.”

Tiny. Built beneath the tracks. Barely enough room for a human body. Kai looked horrified. “You want us to fit in THAT?” Jax stared. “That’s not a hiding place.” “That’s a coffin.” The train was seconds away. Mira’s sharp voice sliced through everyone’s panic. “Debate later. Move now.” Noah dropped first. Immediately screamed. “Oh my God there are bones down here!” Tess nearly fainted. “What?!” “There are BONES!”

the older woman said, ending her declaration with the snapping of her fingers. Outside, the darkness pushed in on the train like it was trying to strangle it. Lightning flashed, revealing a shadow standing by the side of the road. Greg started when he saw it. When the train continued moving, he wondered if he had really seen what he thought he saw or if it was just his eyes playing tricks on him. “What is it?” Sonia asked, looking at Greg’s frightened face. The light in the train reflected off the rim of his glasses. “What is it, Greg?” The panic in her voice had climbed a decibel higher.

"Fine. Keep him safe. I swear, if he comes back with even a single scratch..." "He won't," Kael promised. "I'll carry him." "And no sugar! He gets hyperactive!" Jackson shouted before the call cut out. "Too late," Julian licked orange dust off his fingers. "Let's go," Nova said. "The compass is pulling." They picked the rusty lock of the service gate and descended into the station. It was breathtaking. The Ghost Station was a time capsule. The curved ceilings were covered in beautiful emerald and cream Guastavino tiles. Elegant brass chandeliers hung from the arches, covered in decades of dust. It was dead silent.

“Little ghost.” Next: Shatterpoint

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.”

Was she dead? All this explains why the bus didn't stop, people didn't reply to her when she waved. They couldn't see her, that was why she was found in the cemetery. Austin stared at her and took a step back, this revelation alone almost blew up his mind. She was with a Ghost? Why can he see a ghost? "Oh my God," he muttered with his voice shaking, he ran past his brother and went into his room. He locked his door quickly, trying to stop Tasha or his brother from getting in.

"I'll just play along and see where this takes me. Who knows I may be able to get rid of her without being suspected. She chuckled darkly and left. ******* Hacker and Ghost sat at their usual spot at the bar surrounded by other gang members. Hacker, looks so cute with his messy hair and bright eyes, leaned in close to Ghost, a little tough with a piercing gaze. "Hey, Ghost, can I ask you something?" Hacker said, his voice low and hesitant. Ghost raised an eyebrow. "What is it, kid?" Hacker's face flushed slightly. "I was wondering if... you'd like to train with me, for our upcoming task?”