Simon Riley Ghost Novels & Stories

he retorted. "He?" Brigail inquired, although she already had a pretty good guess who the Rat meant. "Eli Michealson," he spat The Ghost's name like bile in his mouth. "For some reason, he thinks it's okay for him to use my hand as a dartboard and my face as a sandbag!" Brigail's eyes fell to his hands. There was a festering wound in his left hand. She didn't know what Mac Rattray did to incur such wrath from The Ghost, but she had a hunch she had something to do with it.

I screech, taking a step back, "I would never harm that child and you know it!!" "Then why are you trying to hide his identity?!" Alex yells, "Dammit, Lisa! Tell me who it is!" An eerie laugh echoes around the room. We both turn to see Simon standing at the door. "It's me." the demon chuckles. "Simon?" Alex asks, taking a step forwards, but I quickly clutch onto his arm yanking him back. He gives me a look of confusion. "You think you're so clever, Lisa, don't you?" Simon snickers, "That just because there's that in the room, I can't hear what you're saying. That I can't come in here and finish the job?"

“The public at large is not in imminent danger. My confidential informant has informed me that Ghost is here on a personal vendetta. We do believe he is responsible for several crimes, however. Including the attack on the police station. We do urge that everyone travel with caution and be as vigilant as possible. Ghost will only attack when provoked, or when the object of his revenge is in sight.” “Are you able to tell us who that is?” “I am not at liberty to discuss that at this time. For that individual’s safety.” “I understand.” Sabrina made the mic drop signal. “Ghost is a man that has operated in shadow… in hiding, for many years. He is a faceless specter that has terrorized the world.”

I reached out and pressed the radio button on the steering wheel. My voice was cold, cutting through the static. "Mason Vale, do you see a ghost in your mirror?" I said coldly into the radio. Those words pierced straight through Mason's last line of composure. His car hesitated for an obvious instant on the straight. Now. I smashed the throttle down. The car tore through the air and pulled alongside him. Ahead was a chain of fast S-curves. Seeing that I was about to pass, a vicious look flashed through Mason's eyes.

Ethan grabbed his father’s arm. “We’re not leaving you again.” Richard gave him a proud smile. “That’s exactly what I hoped you’d say.” Then, from the darkness behind the attackers, another voice rang out. Cold. Commanding. Unmistakably familiar. “Kill Richard Blackwood.” Everyone froze. Marcus slowly turned toward the approaching figures. Standing at the center of the armed team… With Margaret beside him in handcuffs… Was Samuel Reid. The Ghost. He raised his pistol and pointed it directly at Richard.

The mistake would be what he did with it. Nico came back through the link. “He’s already posted.” There was the briefest pause. “He publicly identified Viktor Sokolov as Ghost.” I looked across the table. Viktor immediately noticed the change in my expression. “What is it?” He raised his brow. “Nico is monitoring Bernard.” I made sure to point that out first. “Bernard’s people photographed you entering Limelight. He just posted another update. He publicly identified you as Ghost.” Viktor leaned back against the booth. “Ghost.” He considered the word for a moment. “I’ve heard of him.” The corner of his mouth lifted. “I believe I’ll take that as a compliment.”

I was a bit surprised at that but I knew he had friends left over from his own Sire days before giving it all up. “Have you ever heard of Ghost?” Milo leaned back in his seat and I wanted to hit that grin off his face. “Ghost is a myth because in reality nobody can be that good, move unseen, unheard and strike so silently that his victims are killed with guards just outside their doors.” Ryder’s tone was low but he clearly didn’t believe that Ghost existed. He had been a hunter too and he used to be one of the best. “There have been enquiries about Ghost. Whoever made them wants to know if Ghost worked for the Unit.” Milo sounded as relaxed as only Milo could.

"I've called the cops and these doors are bullet proof. You're not getting in so easily." "Stephanie open up the door it's me Simon," he said, when he heard her talking consistently. "What in the world?! Are you crazy?" Stephanie asked Simon as she opened up the door. The fragrance of his perfume hit her, the hairdo and the way he dressed all took her by utter surprise. "Yeah I know it isn't Halloween yet but trick or treat? Fine I'll trick you till you let me treat you. So I'm dressed up in this consume, I'm playing the part of ghost boyfriend."

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!"

Everyone was clearly confused and panicking. "That's what's happening." The man walked up to Autumn's ghost and picked up the ring, he examined every bit of it and turned to the ghost. "Georgie was released and he got her to summon a ghoul and If am correct which I know I am then I believe this ring doesnt belong to you does it?" The ghost before her sighed, his shoulders dropped and he cried. "Ok so I switched the ring with the one in your office so what."