Romans & histoires Spirit Of Justice Ghost Rider

Caspian's body flew up like a cannonball and crashed into the crystal wall. With a kacha sound, a large area of debris appeared. "Dark Yin Ghost Lightning!" The seventh evil spirit had only one bloody eye on its head. It looked like there was an eyeball as big as a head on its neck. At this moment, its eyes were full of resentment and cruelty, and it stared at Caspian. Immediately, the blood light exploded, and Caspian's body was thrown high into the air. The ghost fire and thunder kept exploding in his body, shaking repeatedly, as if they were going to blow his flesh into minced meat and destroy his Divine Awareness.

Dad rarely comes here. I keep looking at her picture until my eyes turn heavy with sleep. GHOST His feet are lighter than air as he strides toward her, making no noise, not even by mistake. His feet aren't touching the floor. He's floating in the air, just an inch above. A ghostly smile plays on his handsome face as he glances down at her, sleeping in an awkward way. His eyes are still roaming on her body, looking for a sign of injury. Fury burns in his eyes as he recalls her surroundings with the fire. His suit is so dark that he easily bends in the dark.

Felix warned. Laura's vision blurred with tears, feeling that warm sensation of being protected once again. Only after the Brabus SUV left did the fat man dare to stand, his legs still shaking. "Dear God, I just had a brush with death! Damn, I've only been away from North City for a few months! "Who the hell is that guy? How'd he get a ride in Mr. Ghost's car?" That vehicle was recognized throughout not just North City but all of Martial City as Shepherd Ghost's ride. He was an undisputed master of the Transcendent Realm, so nobody would dare cross him.

He said while moving towards me , i started moving backwards because i didn't want him to get too close to me. "What do you want from me ?" I asked. "Wow nice question, i just want to replace you" he said and then he disappeared, i looked around but i didn't see him, i remembered that Mr Franklin said he was a ghost. "But why me?" I asked, although he was not visible but i knew he was around. "Because i am you" he said and appeared in my back. "I swear to God i will shut you off" i said in anger. "Are you crazy , you can't kill a ghost boy!" He yelled and laughed.

This meant that everything I had said was true! "Oh, Stuart. Are you here to visit me?" Grandpa asked, breaking the silence. His eyes then landed on Madison, and he jolted reflexively. He recognized her as the female driver who had hit him. Yet, here she was, standing unnaturally close to Stuart. Madison complained with disdain, "Dr. Gallagher, do you know what your granddaughter has been doing? All these hospital services you're enjoying are made possible because she traded her body for them. She's a total disgrace to Creed Group!"

After a while, Leslie stretched and yawned, feeling the weight of sleep. ​"Hey, I'm tired. Let’s go back, it’s really late," Leslie suggested. ​"You go ahead," Scarlett replied firmly. "I’ll head back later. I just want to stay a bit longer." ​Leslie looked at her with a mix of worry and resignation, but finally nodded and began walking back to camp. Scarlett was left alone by the lake, unaware that she was being watched from the other side of the water. ​Across the lake, Zafira and her sister Zahia—two gorgons, women with serpent tails instead of legs—hid in the shadows. Zafira, her serpentine body coiling around itself, watched Scarlett with a mix of surprise and overflowing rage.

" She looked at Caleb with righteous indignation. "Even if he accidentally kicked Dad's body into the garbage, wasn't he helping clean up? "He already knows he was wrong. Why shouldn't he be forgiven?" Caleb was spitting and urinating on the body that had just been retrieved. I stared at Vivian in disbelief. I genuinely thought something in her mind had broken. An obvious act of desecration had somehow become "helping" in her mouth. Where was the Vivian Stone who once spent five years stuck in a basic post because she refused bribes and insisted on a doctor's principles?

"Or maybe he's got his own grudge against the Diablos family. Doesn't matter. All I know is I never asked to be fed information, but I needed so I accepted.” I filed this information away, rage simmering beneath my skin. Giovanni would pay for his betrayal—but not yet. First, we needed to use this knowledge strategically. "We have a deal then," I said, extending my hand to Wheeler. "You help us take down Valor, we help you get justice." Wheeler studied my hand for a moment, then clasped it firmly. "Deal. But understand this, Ghost Rider—if you double-cross me, if this is some elaborate trap, I will make sure you suffer before you die. Both of you."

Long, golden-hair guy was the first to see me. He knew my name just like the rest of the guys at Ethan’s workshop. Maybe it was time for me to get to know them too since it looked like my life was going to involve bimonthly visits to fix up my motorcycle. “Hey guys, it’s Jay the Ghost Rider,” he announced. I waved at him, a little shy. Ghost Rider became my nickname after my third visit to the workshop. Everytime I came, there was something awfully bad about my bike.

Jobs were scarce when your last name was Chen and everyone in Coldwater knew your father died owing money to half the town. The straightaway opened up before me, and I twisted the throttle. The speedometer climbed at eighty, ninety, one hundred. My competitor, a rider on a Yamaha R1 who went by "Razor," was half a bike length behind. I could feel his frustration radiating through the night air. He'd been winning these underground races for six months straight until Ghost Rider appeared three months ago. He had no idea Ghost Rider was a woman. None of them did. That was the point.