Phantom Puppet Novels & Stories

"If that's our only option, then I don't think that our pack will let that happen. We may be a mess right now but we still have our pride." Vance snorted, earning glares from all of them. Before they even clash at each other, I quickly ensued my suggestion. "No! Of course not! We're not going to force you under our control. The truth is, you're missing something. You see, Landon has a child—" "What?!" "That's impossible." "No way!" They all shouted those words at the same time. I arched my brow at them first before I proceeded, "But will your pack consider this person as an Alpha if they're also a child of the Phantom?"

Upon hearing this, James’ eyes lit up, and he asked, “How strong is this phantom?” “Well,” mused the Ancestral Blood Master, “It should be strong enough to fight with the Deputy Master of the Daemonium Sect.” This phantom existed within the sigil within James’ body, thus it was aware of James’ current goals. “It’s that powerful?” James exclaimed in astonishment. The Ancestral Blood Master was undeniably formidable and the mere existence of a phantom capable of taking on the Deputy Master of the Daemonium Sect was astounding. The phantom figure nodded. “Indeed, it can hold its own in a battle. Nonetheless, this form isn’t my original body, so its energy is limited. As my energy wanes, so too

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.