Ninjago Cole Ghost 소설 & 이야기

“Little ghost.” Next: Shatterpoint

Ivan hesitated, clearly terrified to speak the name. “She’s made contact with him. The Ghost.” The temperature in the room dropped instantly. I looked between them, confused. “Who is the Ghost?” Nikolai’s face had gone deathly white. He slowly sat down, rubbing his face with both hands. “The Ghost,” he said quietly, “is a legend. A shadow. No one knows his real name. He doesn’t run a family — he destroys them. He’s the one who orchestrates silent coups. The one who makes entire bloodlines disappear overnight. Even my father was afraid of him.”

And now, when we met again, I was already bones in the ground—and she had become a powerful, influential billionaire. But Nicky was sick. And she needed me. So she came looking for me—the man she hated with every fiber of her being—and unleashed her vengeance on everyone I loved. But I was already dead. Suddenly, Adeline's cold voice cut through my thoughts, pulling me back. "If Samuel won't show himself, I'll just have to turn up the pressure." My stilled heart lurched. The next instant, Adeline gave the order. Her men swarmed my elderly father and hanged him alive—right there, in front of my grave.

But they all felt so fucking real. Jesus! The thought of having sex with a ghost made me sick all over. My stomach knotted as a full-blown terror took root. A fever ran down my body and my skin gallop with goose pimples. "Do you see her?" his question brought me back to reality. I nodded slowly. "So those times I see you talking to yourself, it is her you are talking to?" I motioned. "Jesus!" he exclaimed. "You need deliverance with serious prayers oh!"

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."

Who could it be? The base’s clinic is a small room tucked in the back. It has all sterile white walls and the sharp smell of antiseptic. Jade, our medic, is bandaging a guy’s arm when I walk in. I recognize him immediately—Ghost, one of the Shadow Riders’ heavy hitters. His face is pale, but his eyes are sharp, watching me as I step closer. “MG” he calls, his voice rough but steady. “ It's no wonder Nyx shot you.” I say, forcing a smile. The guy was very rude at me the last time I was at their clubhouse, suspecting me for being a snitch.

The color of her feathers are so vibrant and mimics the flames of fire. Ghost comes out from his hiding spot as I saw in my dream. Liam and Sage go to either side of Ghost. Liam and Sage growl viciously while Ghost cracks his knuckles. Suddenly, I find myself hoping Zane and Cade get here soon. Blair will take on Ghost while I take on Liam and Sage. This will not be an easy fight, but we have to hold off as long as possible.

“You heard me.” I blinked. “The fuck I am.” “You will,” he said, tone flat. “Or Ghost drags your ass back to the strip club .” “You have arms. Use them.” He exhaled through his nose. Slow. “I don’t need my arms, ragazza. I need obedience.” My skin prickled. Ghost wasn’t here. He’d left hours ago to go get Pietro. The hacker. The weird one. The one who kept giving me looks like he wanted to bite me and cry about it after.

"Even if they wrote the beginning, we are the ones living the middle. If we are a machine, Jinyan, then we are one that has learned to bleed. And I would rather be a machine with you than a saint alone." The Ghost let out a high-pitched, digital shriek. The silver light in the vault intensified, becoming a solid wall of brilliance. I felt the surge—the same one that had killed the Baseline Child—but this time, I didn't push it out. I pulled it in. I used the link to anchor us. I used Jinyan’s fear to ground my power. Together, we acted as a massive surge protector, drawing the Ghost’s energy into Unity until the frequency became too much for the servers to handle.

“Can you use indigo’s power to shut her down?,” “May be I’d have to get close enough to zap her,” But while we ere discussing our next plan, Cynosore conjured a colossal barrage of metal behind us, ready to attack. “We have to give it shot,” said Ghostfire. “and quick,”. Cyocore hurled her cluster of metal at us in one giagantic swoop. But Rick used the sprit of a Knagroo and a cheetah to pounce on the barrage of steel to gain her full attention.