Ghost's Son Novels & Stories

One of the elders muttered under his breath, “It can’t be… he’s supposed to be dead.” “Ghost?” Lucian muttered beside me, his jaw tightening. “What the hell is going on?” Frances, looking completely lost, turned to my father. “Dad… what’s happening? Who is he?” Her voice shook as she tried to steady herself, but her eyes darted between my father and the man now revealed as Ghost. My father’s entire body trembled. His face went pale. He gripped the edge of the table like he needed it to stay standing. “No… no, this is not possible. Nikolas… you’re dead. I killed you.”

"So I have to thank you for leading my men right to him. I never would have guessed you’d hide him there." "You... you knew I was out..." The fugitive’s expression turned to one of ash and despair. "So... my wife chose my son. She gave me up to save him." The "Ghost" is finished, betrayed by the very family he claimed to be fighting for. But as Chloe stands in the dark room with her ex-fiancé, the sound of the locked door rattling echoes through the shack. Someone is outside, and they aren't using a key. When the door finally gives way, will it be the tactical team... or Xavier Grayson, coming to reclaim a wife he finds in the arms of another man?

Layla's POV Cameron stood at my window, his small hands pressed against the glass, watching the guards patrol the courtyard below. He'd been quiet all morning, too quiet for a boy who usually bounced off walls with energy. "Mama, why is everyone talking about the ghost boy?" I set down my teacup carefully, forcing my expression into something gentle. "What ghost boy, sweetheart?" "The one who looks like Papa." Cameron turned from the window, his blue eyes confused. "Sarah at the kitchens said Papa has another son. A ghost boy who came back from the dead with his dead mama."

“You’re overly emotional right now. You’re not thinking clearly.” “On the contrary,” he sneered, walking forward. “I’ve never been clearer. You’re right. You did do me a favor. All you’ve ever done is hold me back. And now you’ve set me free.” “Don’t do this. You’re my son.” “I’m not your son.” He pulled the trigger, reveling in the way his father crumpled to the ground. “I am Ghost.” After he killed his father, there was nothing left in him. He was more of a phantom that a human. A myth, a legend of the underworld. The mere idea of him struck terror into the hearts of even the most hardened criminals. No one would ever wrong him again.

“You’re overly emotional right now. You’re not thinking clearly.” “On the contrary,” he sneered, walking forward. “I’ve never been clearer. You’re right. You did do me a favor. All you’ve ever done is hold me back. And now you’ve set me free.” “Don’t do this. You’re my son.” “I’m not your son.” He pulled the trigger, reveling in the way his father crumpled to the ground. “I am Ghost.” *** After he killed his father, there was nothing left in him. He was more of a phantom that a human. A myth, a legend of the underworld. The mere idea of him struck terror into the hearts of even the most hardened criminals. No one would ever wrong him again.

His eyes darted from Gbenga's still frame to the Sons, and then, god, who had disappeared. Lex pocketed the knife. He squatted beside Gbenga and searched his pockets, found a key and headed for the door. One of the sons placed a hand on his shoulder. He stopped and turned to him. “My child,” His said with a voice pinched with horror. “Do you have any idea what you've just done?!”

"How could you hide that kind of a thing from me, mum? We never kept secrets! I tell you everything that goes on in my life, how could you hide my real identity from me? I guess dad never knew that I was not his son?" "Yes, he didn't," she sighed. "I'm sorry." "You even tried to kill me, I'm deeply pained." She lowered her head. "Forgive me, son." "But is that the same reason I can see ghosts?" "No, it is a trait you got from your earthly dad because he trained you. I initially thought it was that but Goddess Alexia made me know." "I forgive you, mum," he managed a smile before turning to Goddess Alexia. "You specially came for this, why? Is there anything going on?"

"Ah! C'mon boy! You don't need to be so formal. Just call me Uncle Brian. That'll do." "Ohh! Okay, Uncle Brian." "You sure got a nice apprentice Mike." "Well! Guess what? He's the youngest and was invited by Mister George personally." "Wait! What? Damn boy! Good! Good! Alright, everyone. Get seated." When everyone was seated, they finally left the airport. As they were traveling, Felix got to know that Brian was a bus driver who worked in Los Angeles. He was acquainted with Derek, the current Director of the show~ Ghost Busters.

I would have been surprised if he hadn't been, because he was really a handsome man and on top of that, he was the son of the governor of the country! - Where is your little sister? She can't accuse me like that and run away. - What do you care? I didn't know what to say so I kept silent. We went to the most upscale part of town and he parked the car in front of a beautiful villa. I had seen this house before because my friends and I would sometimes walk from neighborhood to neighborhood to visit... - Give me an hour, I have things to do. - I'm sorry, what? He didn't answer. He got out and locked the car doors.