Novel & Cerita Ghost Rider Justice League Fanfiction

Her loyalty shone, her presence a light that cut through the vision’s shadows, her knowledge a shield for their journey. Lucas hopped off the spire, his fists loose, his grin wide. “Another fight, Jess? I’m in.” His voice was rough but warm, his trust a solid anchor. He punched the air, his body strong again, his eyes glinting with defiance. “We’ll show this world what family means.” His love for Jessica was a spark that burned bright, his stubborn spirit eager to protect the nexus, his bond with her a rock that held fast.

Looking at the hologram, Georgia tapped it then she fainted. Inside of his dream, Jin looked at his brother in jealousy. He realizes that it is not his fate to die in that moment but actually he died. Regret is what he felt now. "If just... If I just...live..." He muttered. But then in a sudden. He saw someone he didn't expected. "Georgia..." He muttered. He saw Georgia in the hologram. She appeared at the side of Lewis. "What is she doing there?" He asked himself.

“You’re stronger than it. Stronger than any of this. Just trust me.” For a moment, the void seemed to still. The mark burned hotter, brighter, but the fire in Rigel’s eyes burned brighter still. I reached for him. The moment our hands touched, a surge of energy ripped through the void. The specter screamed, its golden light fracturing and splintering like shattered glass. The void collapsed around us, the whiteness dissolving into a blinding flash of light. When I opened my eyes, we were back in the rogue leader’s lair. My body felt like it had been torn apart and pieced back together, and I could barely move. Rigel collapsed beside me, his breathing ragged, his face pale.

“You are too weak to lead us.” “Who are you?” Justice snarled. “I don’t even know you and you dare come after my mate?” Justice tensed and a roar tore from his throat as he sprang for the other male. He pushed up from a quick crouch and sailed into the air. He had to have strong legs to do that. Seeing it stunned Jessie but she had to admire the beauty of the move. He flew about five feet until his body slammed into the other man.

Wheezing noticeably, I try to just breathe through my nose and breathe through my mouth, previously sensing my frame's recovery system making a move. As far as he cares, Jose betrays us for several minutes, maybe more or maybe less, until his breath comes together and gradually his body stops burning. As he turns toward us, his radiance builds as he watches us lying on his chest on the ground with the centers of his hands facing up, still not finishing his recovery cycle. It takes me fifteen seconds to convince myself that he's finally snapped out of the daze into which he was somehow oppressed by the ghost rider. "Try not to follow me," he arranges in a chord of voice before pivoting and fl

Gianna asked with real curiosity. Jovani ave a firm nod. “Of course. He’s not Leader Cypher for nothing.” Gianna sunk deeper into her cocoon of blankets, sliding down her pillow. Her feet nudged Ezekiel at the end of the bed and Gianna pulled the blue blanket on her bed to her shoulders. Gianna had faith in Dante’s abilities. That was certain. And just as much as the rest of them, Gianna wanted justice to be done … but what if that justice occurred outside the law.?

A few hours later, Lucifer rode his Motor again. Nothing is more stubborn than Lucifer. He was banned from driving a motorbike but here it is and he still uses it. When he reached the Dorm, he saw two friends. Azza sat on the Drumset while Phoenix held the Base guitar. He looked at the two friends. "We know that you are not fine." Phoenix said and looked at Lucy who was just silent. "Come on dude, let's practice. We haven't had bonding in a long time, it's all about work. We can play whatever we want, like before." Promise of Azza. "I-I can't." Lucy said and pointed to her arm. "It's Fine. Don't you trust Pheonix's skills!" Promise of Azza.

“Because something about that scene didn’t sit right. The suitcase, the call, the way Diesel was hit, it was all clean. You don’t shoot like that.” Luca met his gaze, hope flickering beneath the bruises. “You believe me.” Ghost’s voice softened just enough to sting. “I don’t know what I believe. But I sure as hell know Viper doesn’t want me finding out.” Luca’s breath hitched, and for a second, the weight between them wasn’t betrayal it was history. Nights spent patching bullet wounds. Laughter over cheap whiskey. The brotherhood they both lost. Ghost broke the silence. “You got forty-eight hours. You find something that proves your story, I’ll back you. But if you’re lying…”

I stood alone in the sunrise, the sapphire glow of my own engine feeling like a mocking reminder of a victory that had turned into a trap. The romance of the Reborn World had lasted exactly ten minutes. I walked to the Norton-construct, my hands shaking as I touched the handlebars. I wasn't staying at the clubhouse. If Sienna thought she could collect a debt on the man I loved, she was about to find out that the Ghost doesn't follow the ledger. I engaged the Pursuit-Mapping. The sapphire light of the bike turned a fierce, vengeful violet. "You want to collect, Sienna?" I whispered, the engine snarling beneath me. "Then you're going to have to catch me first."

Dante's POV "What a rotten bike like its rotten owner,” Joy jeered before retrieving back her helmet from Lex's presently flaming bike. She had thrown it in Lex’s bike's wheel just moments before her mate was going to cross the finish line. "You cheated !” the fallen loser cried out from the ground. "Oh baby,” Joy tsked as she grabbed her mate and dead baby's father's collar. She ran a lazy finger across his face before resting it lightly under his chin so that their faces were perfectly angled to kiss.