Ghost Revenge Novels & Stories

“I-I'm really sorry, sir. I didn't mean to. I ended up getting your clothes dirty.” “It's okay,” he replied briefly. I could feel the woman accompanying him glaring at me. Her expression was so hostile that it seemed as though she wanted to burn me alive with her eyes. “Iza, let's go,” the man said before walking ahead and heading out. The woman passed by me and deliberately bumped my shoulder, causing me to stumble backward. I immediately picked up the scattered items before watching the man walk away. Suddenly, I winced when I accidentally touched a shard of broken glass, cutting my finger.

POV: Third-Person. The room went completely silent. The only sound was the hum of Ghost's computer monitors and the frantic thudding of Lucian's heart. He stared at the screen, at Vanessa's cold, triumphant smile, and felt the blood drain from his face. "Shut it off," Damien rasped from the table, his voice raw with pain and fury. "Ghost, shut it off. Now." Ghost slammed her hand on the keyboard, and the screen went black. But the damage was already done. The words echoed in Lucian's skull, louder than any gunshot. The real father is Harrison Thorne.

And now, when we met again, I was already bones in the ground—and she had become a powerful, influential billionaire. But Nicky was sick. And she needed me. So she came looking for me—the man she hated with every fiber of her being—and unleashed her vengeance on everyone I loved. But I was already dead. Suddenly, Adeline's cold voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back. "If Samuel won't show himself, I'll just have to turn up the pressure." My stilled heart lurched. The next instant, Adeline gave the order. Her men swarmed my elderly father and hanged him alive—right there, in front of my grave.

“I’m not here to hurt you.” A man stepped forward just enough for her to see him — mid-thirties, hard face, wearing a black and silver cut. With the vest– Devil’s Sons. “Name’s Ghost,” he said quietly, keeping his distance. “We’ve been watching this war from the outside. King is getting too bold, too powerful. It’s bad for business. We want him gone.” Hazel’s pulse hammered. “What do you want from me?” Ghost kept his hands visible. “Inside information. Reaper’s plans. Timing on the next hit. In return, we extract you and your friend Lena. Clean IDs. Full protection far away from here. No more tracker. No more Reaper.”

"Vengeance, retaliation, retribution, revenge are deceitful brothers - vile, beguiling demons promising justifiable compensation to a pained soul for his losses. Yet in truth, they craftily fester away all else of worth remaining." - Richelle E. Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse * * * * Yuri’s eye twitched dangerously as she strode down the hallways of the dormitories of Hati, with a chatterbox, namely Tohya Tanigawa, talking her ear off beside her.

"I don't want you to start hiccupping and then make a fool of yourself." "Oh how sweet of you!" she said with sarcasm filled in her voice. "Ma'am you can start now." she gulped a large breath and then nodded. "My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..."

It made us look at each other, but then I immediately tore my gaze away and pretended to be fazed by the view outside the car. “Oof, what a couple.” I heard Van’s remark. It makes me want to punch him. I sighed and leaned on my chair. The green-eyed man popped up in my head again. Who is he? What is his intention? The most disturbing part is, why and how did he get inside my house? He wanted me dead by handing me that glass of poisoned water. Is he one of the maid’s acquaintances? If he is, why did he leave her out? Why did the maid didn’t talked about him? And how he slipped out unnotice that I, almost forgot about him too.

It was too late to step back now and too early for someone to know about us so we were definitely doomed. "What the fuck are you doing?" She asked in a surprised tone along with widening her eyes in surprise as she have witnessed some ghost. "Omg! Is that a miracle!?" She looked back and forth between me and the girl hiding in my chest. Like I said earlier, too earlier for someone to know but now It was confirmed that someone wouldn't know. Instead, everyone in my company will know about it as soon as the sun will shine bright upon us. It was none other than our office chat box A.K.A gossip girl, Celine. Right now, I was sure that it was just the beginning of her whole drama. Xx___xX

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

But even my selfishness couldn't silence my guilty conscience…and Foster. From the day after the party, when she returned to the agency, I wanted to kill her for what she had done to you, or at the very least make sure she never worked as a model again in her life... But then she wanted to blackmail me , threatening to reveal the truth to you if I didn't start favoring you over the other models. And I threatened to ruin her career in return if she actually followed through on that threat, which left us not only at an impasse but also a Cold War. Completely out of character as she was, Foster seemed terribly offended as our relationship evolved, and more and more as time went on, she returned