Ghost Revenge Novels & Stories

She wanted to wake him up and see those grey eyes look at her with that confusing gaze of suspicion and heat. But then, she remembered who she was. She was the Ghost. She had a bounty on her head in three territories. The Rakan Guild owned her blood debt. If she stayed... they would find her. And they would kill him just for standing next to her. “I can’t,” she whispered, her voice cracking in the silence. She pulled away. Kornel grunted. His hand grasped at the empty space where she had been, seeking her warmth even in his sleep.

Ghost: Took you long enough. Me: I’m in a hospital. Someone tried to kill me last night. I don’t have time for attitude. Ghost: Fair. What do you need? My heart thumped hard as I typed. Me: You said my protector isn’t who I think. Who exactly were you talking about? Ghost: Your father. I stared at the screen, feeling a cold wave shoot through me. Me: Why him? Ghost: Because he’s hiding a lot more than you realize. Me: Like what?

And still, halfway up, the heat in my chest soured into something else, because underneath the pleasure of it, my hands were shaking. Someone had done this to me. Someone had planned that video down to the second, and put a woman's face on that wall and a voice in that speaker and a camera in every hand in the building, and it had worked. Whoever it was had humiliated me in front of the whole industry. They would pay for it. I swore it, standing there on my own staircase, on my father's grave. Even if it turned out to be Elara's ghost, I would dig her grave a second time with my own hands, and this time I'd make sure it stayed shut.

“You don’t know anything about me or Cove.” “I know more than you think,” The Ghost replied. “I know about the fire in 2018. I know what Victor Voss ordered. I know what Cove did that night.” Eli stared at him. “Then tell me. Stop playing games. Why did you send me those files?” The Ghost smiled slightly. “Because you deserve the truth. Cove Voss isn’t your savior. He’s part of the same machine that destroyed your family. His father started the fire. Cove finished the job by taking you.”

“Revenge.” “What?” “It's simple, Steph. Your life was almost ruined because of your fiancé and his secretary. Don't you want revenge on them?” He asked, his voice holding a mischievous edge and I shuddered “I do. But—” “Disappeare for two years, Stephanie. Your death certificate will be signed. Stephanie will die today. But you'll return as a different woman. As my wife.” He explained, and I froze in shock. “What?”

He almost whispered. The werewolf suddenly realized his grave error. “Please forgive me—” “You failure!” Ghost snarled and flicked his hand. A curved, shiny and metal instrument of death flew out of his hand and straight into the werewolf’s neck with a wet chunk. Watery choke sounds filled the room, acting as a gruesome background music to Ghost’s toe-curling voice as he yelled to the guards standing in the shadows. “Spread the word far and wide, Rhea Damon is now at the top of my wanted list. Anyone who brings her back to me, dead or alive will receive my honored reward!”

She tried to reply calmly. He came forward and stood close to her. He leaned his face closer, and stare at her. While she couldn't even look into his eyes and blink uncontrollably, trying to avoid his gaze. "how are your bruises?" He whispered on her face. This made her look into his eyes. They were still calm but there was somewhere guilt hidden in them and he was extremely professional to hide it. He gently moved his hands to her dress and started to undress her while she became stiff and scared. She thought that maybe he is going to punish her, and he has heard her and now no one can save her. She made a mistake. She started blaming herself and shut her eyes tight to avoid him.

Fionna stopped cleaning and then faced her. “Of course, anything!” Fionna said and smiled. “What is it that you need?” “I want to fake my death and make the world believe that the old owner of the Bar & Life is already dead,” Ginger said as she started executing the first step of her plan. “I need you to contact the media and tell them that breaking news.” “What? Why do you need to do that?” Fionna asked, curious about how Ginger’s mind works. “I’d like to make them believe that I am dead, start my new life with a new identity, and get closer to my enemies by applying to their stupid company,” Ginger explained, clutching her fists. “If you want to take your enemies down, make them closer to

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

Alex grumbled and I hummed, "I'll appear before my father when the time is right." "What about Ginevra, how would she know?" He asked. "You don't worry your head about that one. She'll definitely find me." She was, after all, the smartest woman I had ever known. The Ghost will be dead by the break of dawn. The Ghost—Ricardo Sanchez will undergo a rebirth by the break of dawn. But even in my confidence, my heart still shuddered with questions. Would I truly be dead by the break of dawn, or would the universe be kind enough to grant me an opportunity at yet another life?