Ghost Pepper Ranch Novels & Stories

Then the rider lifted both hands. Not in surrender. With caution. Like someone approaching a wounded animal. Their voice came out distorted through a modulator. “Ghost,” they said softly. Everything inside me stilled. Only three people ever called me that. One was dead—Saint. One should’ve been dead—Shade. And the third… The third was an ally long buried in the dark. A ghost from my old life. The rider reached up and slowly—very slowly—removed their helmet. My breath caught.

We got out of the truck and walked into the little place and there rang out a chorus of "Hi Frank, snake and you too Britt." I was surprised they remembered my name so soon, but then again, this was small, not the big city I was used to. We found a place to sit and I sat beside grandpa and snake sat across from us. The waitress came over and dropped off menus and took our drink orders. For the first time I wanted a Pepsi while snake and grandpa ordered iced tea. She came back with our drinks and we gave her our lunch orders. Grandpa (spike) said to the waitress, "We are looking to put on four hired hands out at the ranch, please spread the word. They have to know ranchin' I don't want any gr

I still have that pre-arranged dinner during the weekend I have a premonition that it was going to help in fixing so many of the loopholes concerning them I hurried towards the kitchen, hoping to see something prepared. I was famished and the only thing I was able to take during work hours was a cup of coffee and a pack of doughnuts that Cassie had managed to force me to take because I had to skip lunch. I opened the refrigerator and was glad to see that there was a bow! of Charleston red rice and Buffalo wings placed in the middle. It was positioned in such a way, that it would be easy to locate. At that moment, I wasn't bothered by who had prepared it because I knew it had to be one of the

He had made his famous Buffalo tongue chili for dinner, a dish he was quite proud of, and was eager to see their reactions. As the night deepened, the ranch was alive with the bustle of their stories, laughter, and shared experiences. The city had been left far behind, replaced by the thrilling reality of the ranch. For Alexandra, Alicia, Jeremy, and Lloyd, this was just the beginning of their rural adventure, a chapter filled with the promise of untold tales, new experiences, and above all, a deeper understanding of friendship and life on the ranch.

There are some tourists with sunscreen smeared on their faces and brochures for various local landmarks spread out around the table, and some humans wearing coveralls and smoking while drinking coffee out of chipped mugs up at the bar. “Good morning and welcome to the Rocking Ranch,” our waitress says when she reaches our table. She has frizzy blonde hair piled up in a messy beehive on top of her head, and her striped apron smells like fried eggs and cigarette smoke. “What can I get for you this morning?” “Actually, we’re waiting for someone,” Jasper tells her. “Have you seen Zach Whismore around?” “Not this morning, can’t say that I have. Sorry, sweetheart.”

Out here in no man's land, unbidden by city lights and smogor explosions and smokethe sky stretched for eons. It was quiet, too. A rustle of dry grass here, a chirp of a cricket there. Throw in a random hoot from an owl, and that encompassed the symphony. Deafening, really, compared to what he was used to. He grabbed the small, wooden shoebox-sized package from where he had it strapped to his Hog and dropped into a rocking chair on the porch to wait. Utter darkness swallowed the ranch, save for the sliver of moonlight. He could see why Justin had spoken so highly of the place. One could get lost in the shadows of mountains, the silhouettes of trees, or the obscurity.

“Sounds like a fine plan.” There was small talking as they made their way over to The Chili Parlor, which turned out to be a small eatery that served what was rumored to be a few of the best chili in Texas. Making their way over to an purge booth, Marc watched Jace elbowing Stone out of the way to take his put by Keegan’s side. Stone rolled his eyes and slid in the other side, taking off Marc the spot on the conclusion. Giving him an simple elude if require be.

After Gao Yu left his maternal grandparents place with his parents, their car drove straight to a mansion you can’t help wondering if anybody lives in it. The whole mansion was neatly kept but everywhere was silent as if there was no single human activity going on inside. “Good afternoon sir, good afternoon ma, good afternoon young master, my lord waits for you with madam at the dining,” a lady dress in Asian cultural maid apparel said as she bows gracefully. “okay,” Gao Yu’s father said as they walk in.

“What were the things you missed doing before, you know, before Calvin Eros happened?” “Um.” Renee paused. She reflected and said, “Watching a movie, I guess?” “Then, back in Hinesville, there is this famous old restaurant that serves the best buffalo wings chicken. It’s so delicious and very spicy!” Renee laughed at the memory of her past. “You can eat there for free if you eat a kilo of their buffalo wings in less than five minutes.” Anthony turned to her with a confused look. He asked, “Have you tried it?”