Phantoms Novels & Stories

I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood. The door creaked, and Phantom strolled in with his trademark calm, though tonight he wasn’t wearing his pristine white suit. Instead, black clung to his frame, sharp as a blade. His smile was venomous. “Well, well,” Phantom drawled, circling Damon like a predator. “How the mighty have fallen. You’re not looking so sharp, Damon.” Damon lifted his head, spitting blood onto the floor. “Go to hell.” Phantom chuckled. “Oh, we’re already there.” His voice dropped, sharp with menace. “Where’s the flash drive?”

The thick silver gate trapping me was violently kicked from inside, bent and broken by brute force! The dust settled slowly. Through the dim light, the phantom of an 18-year-old werewolf in a white shirt emerged, carrying me out step by step. Stunned, Ronan turned. He came face-to-face with the nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

He failed at both. “And what does that mean?” Keiran demanded. “For the pack?” Barrow’s voice lowered. “It means the pack must be careful,” he said. Elder Maelin nodded. “Phantom wolves,” she repeated, “are rare. Unpredictable. Powerful. And they draw attention.” My mother didn’t blink. “Attention from where?” she asked. Barrow’s cane tapped again. “The Outlands,” he said. The word hung in the air like smoke. Then Ingrid finally got what she wanted, her moment. She rose. Not fully, but enough to command attention. Her voice sharpened.

John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds before everything went South for them. "Gary... I know you are frightened but please for your sake and the rest of us do not do anything stupid." John said trying to manage the whole situation and it was too late, the long claws of a beastly creature had slized through someone's flesh. The creature was huge with animalistic features of a wolf it's eyes a shiny red that was visible through the dark. It stood tall with the upper half of it's body widely intimidating and they all looked like ants before him. Their eyes went slowly to look at Ga

He had a point but I still didn't want to agree with him. I was eating when he dropped some files in my face. "What's all this?" "Research. I was doing research on your kind of wolf but it turns out that it has been over fifty decades they've ever said or heard of a wolf breed like yours." My mind flashed back to what Arya said before she sent all quiet on me. "They are called the…" "Phantom wolves." "How do you know that?" He asked me, being suspicious. "I have read about it. They are the only kind of wolves that do not follow the rules of normalcy."

The hood over his face pooled in his eye sockets and nasal cavity. The phantom advanced in broken movements. He held out bone fingers as if scraping the air. I screamed for the life of me. “Get that thing away from me now!” “Silence, Shannon,” Samael demanded. “Where are your manners?” The phantom tilted its head. I could swear it snickered with a voice like dry desert wind. “They jumped ship when you summoned a skeleton.” “I SEE YOU HAVE DISCOVERED ANOTHER ACCESSORY, SAMAEL.” Dumah hissed, drawing out Corpseboy's name. His voice was like scraping knives

Badger complained through her headset. “Damn Buddha, what did we tell you about eating cheese before a raid!” Arrow added. “Guys, focus!” Chief, interjected. I giggled to myself at my team. Even in a dire situation, such as this, my team knew how to keep things amusing. “Phantom, how far out are we?” Chief asked me as they turned down another abandoned hallway. They called me Phantom, because of my ability to infiltrate the cyber world, while going unseen on the dark web. My hacking skills were known around the world however my identity remained a secret. I was known as Phantom, because no one knew who I was. I made sure of it. All of us went by code names to ensure another level of security

It looks like she heard what I said earlier, so I don't have to repeat what I said earlier. Lia suddenly speaks, "Possess," "Possess?" I asked. "Yes, they're possessed by the Phantoms, " said Lia. Phantoms are souls who are restless because they still have work to do or have not completed it. "But who? Who are the phantoms that possess us? And of all the people, why us?" Raven asked while frowning. "I also don't know. Maybe Caro and Cara mia? That's what they called each other, " said Brent.

Security would be taken care of by the upgraded electronics the humans had installed with the new AI security system. Such a marvelous thing it was! It showed them red dots of light if an unaccepted person had breached their territory. Accepted visitors showed up as green dots, while members showed up as a light yellow. This gift helped them so much throughout the last couple of years. Along with the double magic barrier around their lands and her Alpha senses shared with her team, she believed that the event would go off without so much as a hiccup. Fallon was greatly blessed, and one of the witches granted her the aged document on the prophecy she said she believed was about Fallon.

His bones cracked and readjusted. Growling at Phantom, Zaric launched at Phantom. Phantom also shifted into his grey wolf. Zaric jumped on Phantom. Zaric bit Phantom's fore left leg. Phantom's wolf howled in pain. Zaric clawed Phantom's chest, slicing through the ribs. Using his back paws, Zaric kicked Phantom up in the air. As Phantom came back down on the ground, Zaric grabbed his neck in canines.