Mario Character Ghost Novels & Stories

I staggered, catching myself against a tree as my vision swam. No. My wolf recoiled, snarling in instinctive fury, not submission. I didn’t need the pull tugging at my chest to know what it was. I’d felt bonds before, watched others kneel to them. This one felt like a challenge. Like war. I turned slowly, already knowing who stood there. Marcel Del Gardi. The one person who always found me, and yet, always kept me alive despite his reputation. “You know, running is not going to get you far.” He said, and I scoffed, wanting to run back. But my wolf wouldn’t allow it.

“I’d say Ghost took the contract job.” My eyes stayed locked on the screen. “Can you tell if they accepted one recently?” “Normally?” He chuckled without looking away from the monitor. “Not a chance.” His fingers continued flying over the keyboard before finally coming to a stop. “But…” A satisfied grin spread across his face. “I found a crack.” He tapped the monitor. “I rerouted a request and slipped through before their system corrected itself.” I waited for a minute while I watched him work. “They’ve got incredible security.” Another tap against the screen. “But one wall was down long enough for me to get inside.” He looked up at me. “I can’t see what job Ghost accepted.”

he said, a sinister smirk playing at his lips. "Goodbye, Nick, for a while. I shall be back soon... " Edrek said as his spirit left Nick and entered the body of a dead human— or, maybe... Demon? Mario chuckled as he left but received a huge blow to his guts from an unknown source. He clutched his side as he fell and felt his grip on the pearl loosen. Mario knew the blow was from a mighty supernatural source because a mere mortal can't do that to him. Edrek got the pearl and set a dynamic orb blasting on Mario.

Leon panted, scanning the dim corridor as his breath came in uneven bursts. Suddenly, a faint figure emerged out of the shadows—the female ghost. Her face was blurred and indistinct, her presence otherworldly. She didn’t speak but raised a hand that glowed faintly blue, pointing silently in a specific direction. Leon froze, instinctively stepping back half a pace. But time was slipping through his fingers, and hesitation was a luxury he couldn’t afford. Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to follow the ghost’s lead.

Men got out, secured the area with military precision. I didn't wait for permission. Just opened my door and ran. Ghost met me at the front entrance. Six-foot-four of solid muscle and calm competence. He had been special forces before going private, and it showed in the way he moved he was always aware, always ready. "He's in the living room," Ghost said quietly. "Playing that dinosaur game you got him. I told him we might be taking a trip, but he doesn't know anything else." "Thank you." I gripped his arm. "For everything."

There was a severed body lying on the floor before him, and the room was full of her blood. It was lying stomach down, and with shaky hands, Mario hit the body in a bid to turn it over, and it was then he noticed who it was. It was her. Bianca. It looked like Bianca while asleep except that where her stomach should have been, there was a large hole in there and it empty. He screamed again and tried to run out. Unfortunately, a masked figure suddenly emerged from the shadows. "Don't you dare move!" He heard the figure say. Before Mario could react, the criminal lunged at him with a knife.

he says to me looking toward me for a quick second, and then walking away down into the basement. I am once again left, standing here alone, completely and utterly confused. Who the heck is Nightingale anyway? Marcellus I have about had it with Mario changing his fucking hair color, he is giving me whiplash for christs sakes. I walk down the stairs into the basement, where Mario immediately hands me the phone since we are out of earshot.

While he was tending to his wound to stop the bleeding, my phone rang. "Mario, I have Matt, we are leaving it up to you, do you think you can manage?" I asked. "Of course-a boss, leave it up to a-me!" he said, Mario was a scottish man who had been a criminologist cleaning crew for as long as I had known him, which was well over ten years, he had a strong accent that sometimes reminded me of the character from that videogame where they had to save the princess. I think his name was partially what convinced me that he sounded like him.

Then Michael pats him on the shoulder to bring him back to existence. "Hey, commander, why do you look like you have seen a ghost." Michael joked. "Eh… did you say something?" Mario jerked up in Surprise. "He's here to see the comare. Take him to her" Jessica clamored with a frown on her face as to why Mario was behaving unconventionally. "Oh, the comare? I don't think she wants to see you or anyone for that matter." Commander Mario answered back. "Are you sure? Ok then inform Sir Carlo of my arrival." Michael replied

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.