Ghost Rider Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He said while moving towards me , i started moving backwards because i didn't want him to get too close to me. "What do you want from me ?" I asked. "Wow nice question, i just want to replace you" he said and then he disappeared, i looked around but i didn't see him, i remembered that Mr Franklin said he was a ghost. "But why me?" I asked, although he was not visible but i knew he was around. "Because i am you" he said and appeared in my back. "I swear to God i will shut you off" i said in anger. "Are you crazy , you can't kill a ghost boy!" He yelled and laughed.

I fell back onto the ground, clutching my chest. I discovered myself standing over my body, a thin cord connecting me to it. I looked around, but there was no sign of Van. I pictured the coven hoping he was with the children. Ghost travel worked by thought, think and poof you are there. I walked to the kids but frustratingly he wasn't here. I pictured the clearing where Brooke's body was but again nothing. Where was he and what had made him leave me? I thought of the palace knowing that was the final place he might have gone to. I reached the palace walking inside. I found a dark cloud floating before Van's body as if blocking me.

For a second, our eyes met, and the chemistry was so intense it felt like a static shock. "Do you want revenge, Xender? Or do you just want to vanish?" "I want... I want to show them what a 'stray' can do when he’s been backed into a corner. I want to see the look on Tristan’s face when he realizes he traded the Ghost for a girl who can't even shift properly."

She spoke elegantly and winked at her sister. All the dreams you had went to waste, but I will make sure Amanda accomplish them for you. Angela beamed ‘don’t look at me like that,’ Angela spoke to her picture with love “Sis do you like him?” Maria asked, Angela recalled her words ‘I do,’ she replied shyly. Well, I did then but now all I feel is rebuff for him “Good, because tomorrow you two will be meeting, at the guest rooms near the corner, and yes guys will have s**.” She joked as she took off the mug from Angela’s hand

As soon as I finish the thought, my body acts on its own and I lick his wounds. He grunts, as if he’s in some sort of pain, but then something unexpected happens. His wounds heal in mere seconds. ‘You’re welcome.’ Pandora gloats inside my head. ‘How did you do that?’ I inquire amazed. ‘We did that. You should read the records in Gabriel’s possession; it will help you understand us better.’ ‘Will do that.’ ~~~ Hayden ~~~ This is not how I expected this moment to unfold, but either way, Maddox is smitten about the gorgeous white wolf in front of us, and I admit that I’m completely under my mate’s spell.

she ordered firmly, facing Kyros. “What have you done to Dr. Sinclair? You bastard!” “That’s none of your damn business!” Kyros spat. “This is our life!” The second punch landed even harder than the first. “Enjoy your future cell, Kyros Ferrero. This ends now.” Without another word, she revved the motorcycle and sped off. I wrapped my arms around Gianna’s waist as we sped away from Hillcrest Estate, leaving Kyros and his lies behind. Twenty minutes later, we pulled up to another mansion. Security guards straightened when they recognized Gianna, but their eyes widened when they saw me.

I try to find a pocket of air. But Spadino is already there. He pulls me up. He spins me around. He is grinning. His eyes are wild. "My turn, Ghost," he whispers. He kisses me. He tastes of mint and chaos. He pushes me back down. He lifts my legs, hooking them over his shoulders. He is frantic. Fast. Messy. He doesn't have the rhythm of his brothers. He has adrenaline. He pounds into me, chasing a high that keeps moving just out of reach.

he says as he walks past me with Rover over his shoulder with his ass exposed to the world to see. “I have a better idea,” I say, removing my own helmet and following Ghost inside. Thorn and Crybaby are in the van waiting for orders while Thorn erases our passage through cameras. “Where do you want this piece of shit?” Ghost asks and I point at the chair in the middle of the room. The only thing above it is a single lightbulb. I know it is very cliche, but I wanted him to be afraid as soon as his eyes opened again.