Ghost X Roach Novels & Stories

"Just don't be afraid of me. If it bothers you, don't look." With those words, he seemed to dissolve into a thick stack of black fog. His face peered from the center and took on a horrifying, almost demonic appearance, with glowing red eyes and elongated features made of the same fog. Emily opened her mouth in a silent scream, but the only sound that emerged was an almost inaudible squeak. "Don't look," he commanded, his voice sounding like a haunted howl of wind. "Hold on tight," he instructed as the group barreled through the line of werewolves and into the night.

The door creaked open and Roach stood there, shirtless and grinning like he’d just eaten something alive. “Well, well,” he drawled, stepping aside. “Look who finally grew a pair.” “I think we’re ready,” I said. “To get rid of them. We need your help.” Roach’s eyes glinted like black ice. “Come in, little wolves. Let’s talk murder.” And we stepped into the dark.

“What the….blood! Solange, you’re bleeding!” The guys were back instant, pounding. “Kael? What happened?” Jax yelled. “Nothing!” I shouted over him, grabbing Kael’s arm hard. “Tell them roach! Say roach!” “Roach!” Kael blurted, voice still shaky. “Saw a roach! Huge one!” Silence, then Jax busted out laughing. “A roach? You screamed like that over a bug? What kind of alpha screams at a cockroach?”

Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk. His short white hair is spiked. Ghost wears a black sleeveless hoodie and black and white checkered jeans with black boots. His eyebrows, nose, and lips are all pierced with gages in both ears. His pointed ears give him away that he is fae. Ghost has all black eyes, much like one would think a demons would be if they were real. Some things are just stories made up of distorted truths. Demons and angels fall into that category. Ghost's pasty white skin almost glows under the glow of the flashing lights.

It will only take half a second for whoever is out there to get a good shot and take another member of this Pack out for good. “Fuck.” Low growls when a shot comes from somewhere in the darkness, it hits the ground right next to Ghost’s foot and makes him fall back onto his ass. I glance at him and realise my mistake. Ghost is no ordinary man; he practically glows in the dark like a damn homing beacon for anyone hunting at night.

“That would be the first place my father would check when he bursts in here.” “Trust me,” Xavier smiled. Just then, the door burst open and Xavier pulled Rhea over to himself. Rhea was taken aback by the sudden pull and she held her breath as she rested her head on his breast. They could feel the presence of Ghost inside the room and with the blazing lights, Rhea wondered why Ghost had not yet seen them. They remained silent, under the red cover of darkness and as Ghost turned around, Xavier did the impossible, catching Rhea by surprise.

Seeing Nicholas' gaze shift to the top of the counter, she leaned in to check. It was a rat. Its outline wasn't so solid and distinct and she could have sworn it was a ghost rat. Holding Nicholas' left arm, she eyed the rat and asked "Nicholas, is this what I think it is?" "It might be, depending on what you are thinking." Geneva was sure he was replying just for the sake of it. She pursed her lips and eyed him too. It definitely was a ghost rat. She had two ghosts in her house! One was annoying her everyday and the other one was breaking her China wares!

Ghost doesn't exist and evil spirits obviously doesn't exist either. ******

“Gage and I found one guy against a tree.” “Then the other one survived. Great, you can find him and figure out what he knows. What would you boys do without me?” Sienna questioned. Storm and I grunted. I couldn’t make sure Roach was dead because I passed out. There was something off about Roach. I thought he was just high. He was the one who stabbed me with the silver. No normal wolf could touch silver. It nearly killed me, but Roach was fine. He’s not a wolf. How did I miss that?