Ghost Rider Justice League Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He didn't know how he would treat her, he didn't know how much she would distract him from his work. After weighing his options, he decided he couldn't have a mate by his side. He then turned on the ignition and rode off. *End of flashback* Justice twitched his eyes and looked at his brother in shock. "So you ran." "I didn't." Javier complained. "Okay, you rode off." Justice made a mocking gesture. "What exactly are you trying to say?" Javier demanded furiously. "Well I think that maybe if you see her naked, you may..." "Shut the fuck up!" Javier cut in with a fierce yell.

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.

“And if what she says is true… if that bastard is guilty and just walks free because he’s rich… then he’s exactly the kind of ‘bad guy’ we talked about, isn’t he?” Zhedya watched him, captivated by the passion, the righteousness. A dark, fascinated light glinted in his grey eyes. “My fierce angel,” he whispered, catching Ian’s hand and kissing his palm. “Always fighting for the lost ones.” He laced their fingers together. “And if your truth isn’t enough? If the courts fail her?” Ian held his gaze, the unspoken pact solidifying in the air between them. “Then we keep our promise. Justice… one way or another.”

I don’t blame her for treading carefully, if Zander reacted the way I expect he did, to her asking about his parents, she is probably well aware that it’s a sensitive subject. “You are loyal to me above my mates, is that correct?” Justice stops running a little ahead of me and turns to block my path. My front paws tear up the grass and dirt as I skid to a stop just before colliding with her. I have a sinking feeling that I’m not going to like whatever comes next. “Yes Luna. Unless following your orders puts you in immediate danger.” I answer her honestly, with audible hesitation. I don’t like the sound of this.

“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.

“Don’t blame yourself, Gazelle. This is all Kyros’s fault. He’s the one who lied to you!” Gianna’s fists clenched. “That jerk! Just thinking about him makes me want to smash his face.” I gave them a small smile. Their fierce loyalty felt like a shield around me. I didn’t need to remember everything to know I had a bond with them—one that mattered. “What do you want to do now, Gazelle?” my father asked. I looked at each of them, meeting their eyes with steady resolve. “I want to make Kyros pay.” The room fell into heavy silence. Faces hardened.

She screamed his name as the climax hit. Justice threw back his head and a roar tore from his throat. Their bodies jerked and locked together. Jessie relaxed as the last twinge of pleasure washed through her and Justice’s body draped over hers. “You’re my mate,” Justice whispered against her ear, brushing a kiss on her throat. “Thank God,” she whispered back. Justice chuckled. “There is one thing I would like to tell you.” He lifted his head to make her look him. “What is it?”

I roar, charging after him, stretching my legs and trying my damnedest to catch the man who finally stole the Ledger for himself. ZLLIOT “ZLI” LUKESON POV I can hear him behind me, the heavy thud of his feet on the sand and his indignant shouting. My lungs burn, but it’s a good burn—a clean one. For the first time since Gina died, I don’t feel like I’m running away from something. I feel like I’m running toward something.

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…”