Ninjago Ghosts Novels & Stories

We tried to take him down on multiple occasions, but we suffered severe casualties as he's just that powerful. "East City…" Frank mused to himself. "Could it be the one you call Ghost, whom you've mentioned before?" "It's none other than him. I understand that your strength is weakened outside Shagan, but—" "Nobody moves!" Before Frank and Jouri could finish, a group of thugs wearing blood-red ghost masks and with their hair dyed in a variety of colors, kicked open the cafe door. "Everyone, on your knees! Hand over all your money!" "No! It's The Ghosters!"

"Not so much anymore but he may still have teeth and is dangerous enough for me to go after him this time. He hurt you to get to me and that just doesn't do." The 'Ghosts' as they were called, were an elite special forces group that officially didn't exist. They made video games out of the rumors but they got their name from their preference of optical camouflage that made them almost invisible to the human eye. They'd be sent in on high-risk missions, usually rescue jobs that conventional forces would have lost too many men in. Dad was mostly vague about his time in the military, he told me enough to know that he was pretty bad-ass but I didn't pry. War was horrible and I know he wanted to

had it been they came asking, things won't be the same like this at all, the most annoying part of it is that Ghost and his gang knew that people come and worship me in my shrine so as for that particular question, they are aware of that being my shrine. And lastly, the main reason why Ghost and gang couldn't enter and steal was because of those big guards that I placed in charge of my gold and wealth, and the big guards is been referred to as a reticulated Python that is very big as fuck, and it's very scary and that scared them away the more. Without my guards, your men would have entered the shrine and stolen everything without your notice, and had it been that happened, your community an

“I’ve also gathered 50 members of the Ghosts special forces. They’re the most elite warriors in the Lycantroops. There’s no information about them within the Lycantroops, and they only obey the Wolf King’s orders. Since you’ve stepped down, no one knows of their existence. “Furthermore, they’re all experienced in battle and have incredibly strong wills. Even if something unexpected happens and they’re captured by the Central Warzone Master, they won’t reveal a single word.” After saying that, Noir clapped his hands, and a group of soldiers immediately walked in. Each of them stood over six feet tall, with exceptionally study builds and no distinct features on their faces, making them able to

He glanced over his shoulder at Ghost bent over the desk. The rules were different with Ghost. Marco wondered at times if the guy had been designed, down to his average-Joe looks. It was easy to look at him and see a regular dude. But Ghost wasn't normal. He bled, he pissed, and he ate like a man, but something about him wasn't right. "You got me?" Ghost said. "Loud and clear. We'll be gone in an hour." Marco let himself out of the apartment, locked the door, and drew his first easy breath.

Heads turned to them as they all fell silent. Ghost took out his dagger, holding it in a tight grip. Even in the dark, he could see clearly, like it was daylight. It was one of the odd things about him. “You're two hours late, jerk!“ Sergio growled, standing and turning to face Ghost, his Italian accent reeked with resentment, “Who the hell do you think you are to make us wait for two hours?!” Ghost approached him with a brisk walk, tightening his grip on the dagger.

“Oh crap! What are we going to do now?” Lydia asked Joe as they stood back to back with the three Ginxes around them. “We’re going to have to fight. We don’t have any other choice,” Joe replied. Without uttering another word, the Ginxes attacked simultaneously and as they launched themselves at Joe and Lydia, the kids grabbed onto each other’s hand and closed their eyes while screaming in anticipation of the clash. The Ginxes all brought down their swords against them but what seemed like a field of energy formed around them and grew big quickly and it blasted the Ginxes away from the kids.

On top of that, the goblin toddler also joined with the ghost lady. Both of them frenziedly attacked Azalias. The ghost lady clawed toward his abdomen, and the goblin toddler targetted his head. His survival instinct kicked in and dodged the ghost lady's claw. Then kicking the wall behind him flew toward the goblin toddler and gave a flying punch to its face. Just as he thought, he succeeded in punching. It opened its mouth and bared its sharp teeth on his fist. The ghost lady flew toward him again, baring her hideous teeth. He thrashed the ghost lady with the goblin toddler, which was still crunching on his hard fist.

The shanty house they were taking shade on was almost sinking, it, crooked over one side, each time it rained they would have a hard time clouting. Angela was snoopy, “are they going to take us both.” She asked enthusiastically “Yes of course, you included that on your resume right?” Joana profoundly agreed with her. She slammed the door behind her, and gestured her to get in. “other nannies were snooping, they wanted to know what kind of a deal she had gotten. She folded her hands together with gratitude, her eyes were becoming watery, Joana turned around. “What are you doing?” her brows frowned when she saw her watery eyes.