In The Sky Ghost Rider Novels & Stories

"The Queen has many friends in the studio, my friend. And she has already begun the 'rehearsals' for the final scene. If you want to get inside, you won't do it with a pack of forty bikers. You'll be spotted before you cross the Third Mainland Bridge." "Then how do we get in?" I asked, stepping forward. Kola looked at me, a flicker of recognition crossing his face. "You are the Ghost Rider. The one they say has the 'spirit' of the machine. There is a stunt-call tomorrow for a new high-speed chase sequence. They are looking for riders who can handle the 'prototype.' If you can pass the audition, you get the pass." I looked at Dax, then at the silver key in my pocket. The plan was insane. It w

As the energy cannon was deployed, the middle-aged man pointed in front of them in astonishment. "S-Sir… What is that?" he asked. It wasn't just him. Everyone in the cockpit saw it. They saw a large shadow flying out from the side of Earth at high speed. It arrived in front of their spaceship in the blink of an eye. Despite not being as big as the spaceship, it was still terrifying. "Oh, no! It's the Ghostgator! The Voidmaster is hiding here!" The purple-haired old man recognized what it was at a glance. They were all terrified.

Ghost didn’t tell Luca where they were going. He didn’t tell the brothers tailing them either. Some choices didn’t belong to the club. Some choices were carved straight out of instinct, muscle memory, and the part of him that refused to let Luca out of his sight. He rode without speaking, wind cutting around them as the night deepened. The sky was dark but not quiet, clouds churned overhead like they knew what was coming. Behind him, Luca held onto the strap on Ghost’s cut, knuckles white, body rigid.

The volcanic ridge overlooking the Blackwood Cyber-Hub looked like a jagged tooth cutting into the stormy night sky. Rain lashed against Ava’s tactical visor, but beneath her skin, the warmth of the Blue Rose grotto kept the freezing cold at bay. Beside her, Caleb was adjusting the straps on his forearm computer, his face set in hard, unforgiving lines. The "Billionaire in a Three-Piece Suit" was completely gone. Before her stood the true specter—the legendary cleaner known only to the underworld as the Ghost.

Chapter 56: The Ghost in the Sky The shadow was fast. It didn’t fly like a drone or a standard aerial unit—it glided, almost silent, but with a strange distortion trailing behind it, like light warping around something not meant to be seen. Ethan’s hands moved rapidly over the controls, flipping off the main nav to manual override. “They’re jamming passive radar. I’m flying blind.” Christopher was already at the rear hatch, rifle ready, eyes scanning the external screens. "Do we engage?"

Ryu smiled after a laugh. “Yes,” Luna agreed, “After all, he is Theon.” After we all mumbled our non-reluctant wishes, Luna finally let the lantern go, flying up to the cold, midnight sky we dragons were promised to soar. As we longed for that very day to come, all that we can do as of now is to appreciate this scene of colorful rectangular objects soaring up to the sky in our stead. Our soft smiles fabricated silence, as we all gaze up to the night sky, praying that whoever is living there may our best of intentions be heard.

Air left my lungs in a rush, legs almost buckled, but I locked my knees and kept dragging. The chopper roared overhead, searchlight blinding, ropes slapping the dirt. “Last two, go go go!” Reaper’s voice cracked over the comms. Hands reached down, frantic. I threw the final diamond case up first, then shoved Ghost toward the rope. He grabbed it with bloody fingers, started climbing even as another round clipped his leg. I hooked my arm through the loop, wrapped it twice around my wrist, and they hauled us both into the air while the door gunner laid down a storm of lead that turned the courtyard into a slaughterhouse.

An A-list artiste's concert wouldn't be this roof raising. 'Roof raising' is a simple way to describe it. They are making serious attempts to set the roof ablaze and gas up the naked night sky. I meet Pascal at the gate post where he's turning his pockets inside out, looking for money to pay off the kekenape that dropped him. Hippie red, blue and pink glowing from the tricycle's headlamps wash him in fluctuating rainbow colours that make his deep brown skin brown-emerald one second, and brownish indigo the next. He spots me and hollers my name. I wave back and go on to meet him. He wraps me up in an embrace worthy of a grizzly bear, for like the six thousandth time since I met him. Boy sure

We all started circling around the chairs and when the music stopped, I immediately sat on the chair in front of me. Scarlet frowned when she lost. “Ugh! I never won this game!” The game continued and I always find a seat to sit on. After some time, there’s only the three of us. My remaining rivals are both guys and they looked like they’re spending most of their time at the gym, lifting ten kilos of weight on each hand. “Oh my gosh, Hikari! Surrender or you’ll be sent to the hospital!” Yukira yelled. “Oh no, she won’t! She’s the one who’ll be sending them to the hospital!” Scarlet cheered.

’ Thoughts like this ease his pain every time his father would degrade him as if he was not his child but a mere tool used to destroy the powerhouse of the Nether World. Apollo Sky was about to stand when he saw a couple of looming shadows along with their gigantic white- feathered wings landing onto the wide landing strip were nothing but a fountain was placed. Straightening his back and clenching the knees using his trembling hands made him cough to ease the clog in his throat.