Ghost Ocs Novels & Stories

Rhys whispered, looking up at the black sky. One of the stars was moving. It wasn't a satellite. It was a blinking, silver light that pulsed in a familiar rhythm. Long-short-long. "Julian," Elara breathed. The Ghost of the Oscillator was still out there, embedded in the background radiation of the universe. He couldn't speak, but he could point the way. The light was pulsing toward the highest spire of the Needle City—a place where a single, golden light was burning in a window.

While he valiantly slew many ghosts and monsters, single-handedly managing the chaos within the vast expanse of Nautica Hall proved beyond his capabilities. As they fled from Nautica Hall, a throng of robed people streamed in from outside. Each wielded a flying sword enveloped in celestial aura, darting forward with the agility of leopards. Upon entering the hall, they swiftly engaged the ghosts, slashing and dispatching them with precision. The essence of their swords permeated the air, eliciting agonized screams from the ghosts. Almost instantaneously, the malevolent aura surrounding the area diminished significantly. A leader among the arriving group stepped forward, addressing Jameson wi

A blank page is a choice. ​"I invited you here because of the 'Cloud-Watchers,'" Elena whispered, her tone turning serious. "They’ve found a way to bypass the Registry. They’re using a new form of encrypted 'Ghost-Credit' that doesn't require a physical stamp. It’s spreading through the colleges, Aara. They call it The Echo." ​

“His pressure’s dropping.” “Get the OR ready, he’s not stable, he won’t survive another collapse.” “Where’s the blood match?!” “Find more blood, O-negative, we’re out of it!” “Then GET SOME!” someone roared. “You find it or I swear I’ll rip your spine out through your ass!” It was Ghost. He stood above me, face carved in steel. “If this man dies,” he told the doctor, “I’m cutting your fucking intestines out and feeding them to your wife.”

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.”

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

I opened it. Marcus, blood at the edge of his mouth, sat in a half-lit data vault. “If you’re seeing this, it means I failed to kill her. Celene, she’s not what she says. Her real contract isn't with Thorne. It's with something older. Deeper. Government-deep.” He coughed, then continued, “Look for Project Razor-fall. That’s where the ghosts live.” The video glitched once. Then shut down. “Where is he?” I asked.

"I was quite busy back then." Russell didn’t think much of it and nodded. "When did you start studying medicine?" Zoey thought for a moment. "Not long after I went to Corbourne. Corbourne has no gun control, so shootings happen quite often. One night, after evening classes, I passed an alley and found an almost dying Octavio. I just happened to take him home. Turns out, he was my teacher’s senior brother, and through that, I met my teacher, who is known as Dr. Ghost."

Gary says as the heavy winds blew his hair, his voice is not clearly audible because of the noisy vehicle down the road. Ghost now has some hard thinking right now, as he moves floating slowly on the air like some wizard, he does not want to leave his friend here and so he comes up with a plan, he starts backing up, his hands still on fire and this makes the other wolves strong again, they can now move easily, they all point their guns at him as they slowly walks towards him to match him out.

She widened her eyes in feigned anger, though she couldn't hide the joy in her voice as she exclaimed, "It's only been five years since we last met, Nathan! Have you already forgotten all about your little college junior? Be careful now, or I'll complain to Professor Kelley about this!" Slowly, the face before me merged with the memory of the teary-eyed young woman I'd met at the research lab five years ago. Staring at her in surprise, I said, "You're Cecily!" Five years ago, just before I graduated, Professor Kelley took on a new protege named Cecily Lowe. I was too busy with my graduation to interact much with her. The only memory I had of her was when she encountered an issue with her res