Ghosted Marvel Novels & Stories

Impatiently, one of them spoke up, "When are we going to make our move? I'm eager to get rid of Ghost." Noah was intrigued and asked, "Who is Ghost?" With a serious expression, Marcus responded, "He's a man, and I must say, he's responsible for creating a dangerous replica of you. It seems he's from your bloodline, which is quite shameful." Noah nodded, looking more confused than ever. Annoyed, Marcus clarified, "I mean your father."

I reached for my tablet, my fingers hovering over the keys. Target: Marcus Cavallo, I typed into the search bar. If I was going to be the "Ghost" of the Famiglia, I was going to be the one who saw the betrayal before it happened. I wasn't just an architect anymore. I was a guardian. And as I watched Marcus’s digital footprint begin to unfold on the screen, I knew that the bloodiest chapters were yet to come.

This is the first time my assumed 'stalker' is actually reaching out to me and, sadly, I don't really have a clue as to who it is. My phone buzz again. I shiver, maybe it was another text from this potentially deranged psycho. I turn over the phone and look at the screen. My fingers were shaking as I open the message. Thought I would be there? Hate to disappoint but I'm way too smart for that. Looks like you've seen a ghost. Btw it's your time to go in. What are you waiting for Zoey Martinez? 👻 ;-) - Unknown =================================================================== Thanks for reading!

when that didn't get a reaction from me she said. "I heard Ghost is planing on sending you away. That's you're just too much work for him and he need someone better" this made me freeze and look at her. She smirked knowing she got what she wants, i took off to my room crying, how did she know I'm being sent away? Did he told them I'm too much work?

It was like a dead human with the strangest appearance. Elongated nails that were as black as the dark night. A body that seems to be fading she could almost call it a ghost if not for the fact that she was really looking at it. No form of nose, eyes mouth or ears, just a black foggy head. What was it? Suddenly, bright reddish orbs blazed open from the formless head and looked straight at her, spellbinding her that she just couldn't look away. There was a flash of something in its eyes that if she had blinked, she would have missed it.

Because beneath the surface The past had just reached out and touched me first. That marking… It wasn’t just from my pack. It was from a division most believed had died with it. A symbol carved only by those who survived long enough to become something else. Something worse. Hunters. Avengers. Ghosts. My stomach tightened. Because if that mark was real Then I wasn’t the only one who had come back from the dead. --- “No,” I whispered. This wasn’t part of the plan. There were no survivors. There weren’t supposed to be.

" Two guards in black immediately moved in, ignoring Nellie's struggle as they dragged her toward the exit. Around them, guests lifted their phones, snapping pictures and laughing under their breath. Voices overlapped, mocking how pathetic the Scott siblings were, laughing that people like them might as well be dead. What they didn't know was that I was already dead. And Nellie was suffering from the same illness I had. She didn't have much time left either.

Li Jie has memories of past lives and knows that at some point in the future the greater New York area will be a battlefield and even his family's neighborhood will be destroyed. Even though those memories are from the movies, maybe this parallel universe doesn't have all those terrible things happening. But who can guarantee that it won't happen one hundred percent? If Captain America exists, then so does S.H.I.E.L.D. It's also possible that one day the Avengers will fight aliens in New York City.