Ghosted Marvel Novels & Stories

I called to the guards. They lowered their weapons slowly as she crossed the boundary line. We stood there staring at each other for a long moment. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Mara said first, her voice quiet but steady. “I thought you were a ghost,” I replied, voice cracking. “Fifteen years, Mara. Fifteen fucking years and you just walk up like this?” She gave me a small, tired smile. “I tried to reach you sooner. Three months of dead drops, coded signals, old emergency channels I prayed you were still monitoring. You really believed I’d turned completely, didn’t you?”

My phone beeps in my pocket and I take it out and look at it just before walking into the compound. Ghost: Here. She's asleep. I push my phone back into my pocket without responding. I had left Abby with Ghost since I was needed at church. Ghost wouldn't be the only brother missing today. Ghost was one of our prospects but was patched in a year ago. He's got some demons stronger than mine, but he's made amends with them. The kill with bare hands type of amends.

-he thought. Then he quickly went inside. Now, the White Space was silent and white. … After being taken from Maley's space, Olivia lost consciousness. Not only did this problem happen to Olivia, but it also happened to all the other members chosen by the deities that governed the ten spaces. “It happens all the time, right?” Pure looked at the thirteen young recruits lying on the bed and sighed deeply. She was depressed. Every time, just after selecting the representative, all the young recruits fell asleep.

I already know who it is before I even glance at the screen. Ocean. Of course she felt it. She always does. I pick it up without hesitation. “Tell me you’re safe,” I say immediately. There’s a pause on the other end. Then her voice. Steady. Too steady. “I just got off the phone with Marcus.” My blood runs cold. Marcus Hale. The ghost in the system. The man who should have been buried years ago. “And?” I ask, forcing control into my tone. “He’s not hiding anymore,” she says. “He wants me to come for him.”

When she finishes, she lifts her shoulders almost to say she's defeated. "Kade," Marcus begins. I turn my head to look at him and shake it. I open the mind link. 'Let me speak before you try and interrupt me this time.' My voice is quiet and I'm tired. I can feel Ghost's pain at everything his mate has been through. He doesn't care the bond is no longer there. He still sees her as his mate. He doesn't care what I say. “I know nothing I say will change my behavior…” I swallow roughly. “I’m sorry I didn’t try and get to know you and everything you have been through—”

If she succeeded, maybe, just maybe, she could pull back the veil on Ghost and save them all. Serena’s thoughts were a whirlwind as she stepped outside into the cold night air. The city lights flickered distantly, indifferent to the battles waging beneath their glow. She had the name. A name so elusive, whispered only in fear. Ghost. No one truly knew him. Except now, she did. And her husband might be that very man. Her phone buzzed in her hand again. Another message from Marsen. “I can tell you everything. But not here. Not yet.”

He had been her silent, distant guardian for a decade. Arthur Vance had seen the money transfer, but he had never seen the contract. Arthur had died believing Julian was the enemy. "He saved me," Chloe whispered, her hands covering her mouth as a ragged sob tore from her throat. "He saved me before he even knew me." Suddenly, the glowing screen of the offline terminal violently flashed red. [WARNING. EXTERNAL BREACH DETECTED.] [The Vanguard Tactical Command Center has completely lost contact with the Ghost Unit.] Chloe's head snapped up.

The words sent a chill down Ayesha’s spine. She had spent years fighting Kier Malik, convinced that bringing him down would finally end the nightmare. But the nightmare wasn’t over. Adrian ran a hand through his hair, his jaw clenching. “Do we have a name?” Priya hesitated. "Not yet. But we have a codename—‘Ghost.’" Ayesha frowned. “Ghost?” "Whoever they are, they’ve erased their existence from every known database. No digital footprint. No financial records. Nothing."

On the top floor of ValeCorp, Elena Marsh’s clearance badge blinked once. Then failed. Security arrived four minutes later. She didn’t resist. Because she knew: The system didn’t belong to her anymore. It had remembered its true heir. The file was locked beneath six levels of redacted security. Even now even with root access it hesitated before opening. But she didn’t. She tapped the command key. The screen flickered. And there he was. Elias M. Ghost classification: 004. Erased: 5.09.21 Status: “Presumed Terminated – No Confirmation.”

Liora could smell Mavric’s masculine scent mixed with a hint of tobacco and stress. “Someone just saved my company, Liora,” Mavric whispered. “Someone incredibly brilliant someone who knows how to manipulate Marcus Vane’s code like it’s child’s play.” “Their codename is ‘Ghost’.” Liora raised an eyebrow. “Ghost?” Sounds like an action movie hero. “What does that have to do with me?” “I’m just a woman you’ve locked up here.” Mavric took Liora’s hand, feeling the pulse in her wrist.