Phantom Novels & Stories

But his silence was sad, crushing whatever hope I had left. " Five..." Damon’s voice was laced with amusement. He was enjoying this, watching me break, watching Alex falter. Then, out of nowhere, a figure crashed into Damon, sending him across the floor. It was Phantom, the final member of the Prime Order. Damon hit the ground hard, clearly caught off guard. Phantom’s entrance was so sudden that even the shadows Damon controlled flickered for a moment, losing their form. “Couldn’t let you have all the fun without me,” Phantom said.

He was exhausted by the constant barrage, each new alert a potential landmine. Wordlessly, Julian handed him the phone. It was a direct message on a platform Adrian didn’t recognize. The username was a jumble of numbers and letters—xX_Phantom_Xx. xX_Phantom_Xx: That took guts. Walking into the lion’s den. xX_Phantom_Xx: He’s watching you closer than you think. The locker room isn’t clean. Adrian’s blood went cold. The message was too specific, too timely. “Who is this?”

Chloe I lay in bed, gazing up at the sky at two in the morning, unable to fall asleep despite having slept a lot during the day. The pangs of hunger gnawed at my stomach, demanding attention, but I ignored them. I was determined, even if it meant enduring a bit of suffering. Letting out a sigh, I was about to head downstairs when the vibrations of my phone on the nightstand caught my attention. My eyes darted toward it, and I furrowed my eyebrows, wondering who could be calling at this hour.

Its ears had stood up straight, searching for the source of the sound, slowly breathing through its muzzle as its eyes searched round in the darkness and the woods for the one who made such sound It still had a Mark on its claws. The other had shifted back to his human form, and his pain had increased with his shifting process. He was weak beyond imagination. The Phantom was a powerful beast that night, and his strength had failed him when it came to fighting such a monstrosity. It searched until its eyes had caught the sight of something hidden within the trees. It intentionally reduced his breath, breathing slowly while it strained its eyes deeply into viewi

She stood for a second, recomposing her minds and quickly moved towards the entrance of her room. “ Mom, dad! I will be going out with friends today. But I won't be too late. I promise!” Phelan said in a low, soft voice, facing to the ground off from his father's eye. Standing at the middle of her room's door. “Friends?” Ozouf said, laughing as he moved closer. “You pathetic fool! Someday you'll wake up from your little fantasy and learn just how good of a friend is. Now, bas! Enough of this. Give us that kite. Zeff must have been looking for it”

The plan to contact the vamps worked better than expected. By sunset, on the day the ad emerged in several print publications around the country, Nathan's new disposable cell phone rang. For like the thousandth time. "If you're thinking of fucking with me," Nathan snarled in the receiver, "then hang up now before I come through this phone line and shove your head where the sun will never kiss it again." "Seeing as how the sun hasn't kissed me in centuries, I don't see the point of your threat, dog."

Everything would fall apart instantly. After a thorough investigation, I finally found out what each person is afraid of. I'm saving the best prank for last. They won't even see it coming. Thanks to Liam I now have a phone. I can only use it for a camera and to text only anyone in the mafia. Which is stupid but whatever. Better then nothing I suppose. Bane has Zoophobia, a fear of all animals. That one should be easy. Charlie is surprisingly afraid of Balloons. It's called Globophobia. Also should be an easy one.

Nervously, his fingers danced on the keypad as he texted his new friend. Alex: Do you know any store where I can get wallpaper and basically things to brighten up a room? Alex: And maybe a bookstore around? His reply was almost immediate. Unknown number: Of course I do. Alex: Oh, cool. Is it close by? Unknown number: To an extent, yeah. Alex: Oh, nice. Alex: Can you please text me the address? Unknown number: What for? Alex: Cause I need it? Unknown number: Do you want to go there?

The only thing that reminded Mark that he was looking at a robot was 2Pac’s gunmetal silver skin and his artificially glowing eyes. It was time to fight again, and Mark waited for the right time to press the Ghost Mode button on a touchscreen located on his suit’s hydraulic forearm, which would turn his body into a phantom for a few seconds using a quantum magnetic pulse. Mark waited for the right time to activate the Ghost Mode feature. His nerves misfired a little, but he tried to keep thinking about his son and how he was fighting for him.

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."