Starscream Ghost Novels & Stories

“And this is Suea. Yes. He is a weretiger, but he is no threat. He is an ally.” “How can we trust you?” Ghost steps towards Saint. “You abandoned us for months. You let Bronx block you like a fucking weak wolf and we were all treated like shit.” “Saint, what the Hell is wrong with Ghost?” I whisper while we listen to our best friend chew us out. “No idea, but I’m about to put an end to it.” He says in an unnervingly calm tone. “What do you mean put an en-” Without warning, Saint leaps forward and tackles Ghost, grabbing him by the neck and bringing him down to the ground. He leans his larger body heavy on Ghost who struggles to break free. Saint’s growl rumbles the ground, and he clamps down

The chair squealed when she sat, and she startled, laughed at herself, and then didn’t, because the laugh felt like a bird hitting a window. She pulled up Venom’s live transponder on the internal screen. A blue dot trudged the perimeter. A second dot—Blade—hovered near the south gate. Ghost was a phantom until he wanted not to be, but his devices left polite footprints when you knew how to read the snow. Velia found one of his little ghosts sleeping in the network, smiled, and left it a digital candy. It stole it and left her a middle finger in return. “I see you,” she whispered to the screen, and it comforted her to be seen back, however rudely.

“I MISS HIM! Do you know? It’s been a long, long time since our last fuck… He’s lost interest in me!” Jesus Christ…. “Tessa….” I mustered a smile. “I heard that you saw a ghost… was it really in wolf form?” “A ghost?” She blinked. And then she exploded in tears. “Yes! The ghost of that girl… IT WAS FUCKING SCARY!” She threw her arms around me and wailed hard. “I was so scared, I fainted! Do you know? Rose! I deleted it. The video… I swear!” She pulled back and stared at me with a raw, damp face. “So no… you're not gonna be a pornsta—!”

"I was wondering when you'd show up." The beast's attention turns to her, and Ghost-me doesn't flinch. Instead, she steps forward, arms spread wide in welcome. "Hello, sister. I've been keeping them ready for you." The beast's mouth—my mouth, scaled up to impossible proportions—curves in a smile that holds the weight of futures already lived. When it exhales, Ghost-me dissolves into silver mist and flows into its lungs like she's coming home.

So grim reapers can float and penetrate through things like ghosts do? Lucas pulled my shirt, "Come with me, discreetly." I snapped back from reality. Those Grim Reapers looked human however they exude a different aura. It was like I could just differentiate them that they were not normal humans. And their presence was too strong for a ghost. I followed Lucas. Then I heard a piercing scream that made me look back. The blonde man's opened umbrella was spinning in front of the stylist that offered me a nail polish before. The stylist's soul was being sucked on that umbrella. After a few seconds, his screaming stop. Not even a remnant of his soul was left.

Snow started falling—hard and fast. I stood there on the curb, freezing, shaking. Three hours in, my phone died. Sonia never came. Before the screen went black, one last thing flashed—Pierre's post. A selfie. Him and Sonia in front of some car, her face turned halfway. Caption: [Under the same snow, our hair turns white. Close enough to growing old together, right?] In the dead glass, my reflection stared back—smiling. Not bitter. Just done. The hundredth promise, traded for a concert and a boy toy.

"I think we should go back, us being here won't change anything and we might wake dad up on accident and cause adverse effects." "Ari is right, let's make our way back," Xara agreed. Twinkle grew in size and the 6 of them stood on her head. She rose off the ground and sped off in the black sky, heading towards Stardust City. Coughs and huffs echoed out under the blue sky, "I can't, I can't do it. The pain, it's too much. It's too much, I feel like I'm going to die," Xasha complained as he curled up on the ground.

"Yieeeeee yeah you don’t like him because he’s arrogant, he’s muscular, he has a pointed nose, he’s tall, and his lips looked so sweet. Yes Alaister you don't like him!" and with that she threw me a pillow Hahahaha. We talked about music and other kinds of stuff until Aunt Ana came with our food so we ate first. "Alaister do you believe in ghosts?" I asked Alaister, now that she was lying down in our bed. "Did you watch a horror movie last night? Then I would say that there are no ghosts and I do not believe in ghosts." Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that.

I began to chant as I felt the blood of Ares mixing with my own until I could feel his power coursing through my veins. I lift my hand and outstretched it until my long black fingernail was technically touching the barrier around the clearing. I watch as the tip of my nails began to bend until it melt. I smirked before retracting my hand. "Ester darling, I see you are not happy that I am visiting you today." I spoke and summoned one of my crows. This one name was Ghost, he had a liking for lost souls that lingered on earth.He could spot them quickly, something I have used him for occasionally when I want to suck some of the souls power. There is nothing more delicious than a wandering soul.

Ghost had truly gone mad, grafting the flesh of others to himself to absorb the power of the spiritron vein! She shuddered in fear—it was as crude as it was horrific! Ghost simply shrugged. "Well, you're not getting away now that you've seen my secret. Leave me your flesh and the power of the spiritron vein that you embody!" Laughing freakishly, he lunged at Skyler. "So fast!" Skyler was stunned, her mind barely registering a thing as she only saw a blur before she found herself staring at Ghost's grisly bandaged face. Bang! She raised her arms to block his punch, but it sent her flying anyway, crashing down to the edge of the hospital roof.