Trevor Ghostbusters Novels & Stories

Jackson waited to see if the doctor would request one as well, but he was too preoccupied with healing those around him to worry about smoking. Pete nervously picked his way past the zombie-like ghosts. He hugged Adam’s doctor bag close to his chest with one hand while the other rested on the butt of his pistol. It wasn’t that long ago that he’d witnessed Harold being torn to shreds by these… whatever they were. Beads of sweat coated his forehead and neck when he finally reached them. “I left my family’s trappin’ business to seek life and maybe some adventure. I’m sorry I did that.”

“A big one. The kind that doesn’t just walk away. But that’s the thing. we can’t confirm any of it. Records vanished. Files missing. It’s like someone scrubbed the whole existence clean.” I pressed my fingers to temple massaging it. “Are you sure this is him?” “No,” he admitted. “That’s why I’m calling. It’s possible. It’s also possible the rumors were planted to hide someone else. But people who knew him back then said he always had two identities. one was legal, one… not so legal.” I leaned back, heartbeat pounding in my throat. “So you’re telling me Trevor could be a ghost with a new face.” “Yes. Or a survivor with enemies.”

Tracking down Elijah Moore and Gabriel Spender wasn’t hard. I just walked up to the trailer park manager and asked for the “Ghostbusters.” Which was fast, No kidding he pointed me straight to their lot. Their trailer looked exactly as absurd as I’d imagined. Horror movie quotes were slapped across the rusted metal door, and a plastic pink lawn flamingo glared at us with its lifeless eyes. William stepped forward and knocked like he meant it. There was a yelp from inside wchich sounded like Gabriel—and a nervous voice called out, “Who is it?”

There was neither joy nor sadness on his face. At that moment, a huge group of people swarmed over. When they realized that the man who came down the hill was Trevor, they were shocked. They looked at him in bewilderment. They instantly froze on the spot. At this moment, Gaston could not help but say, "This is impossible. Where's Mister Dune?" He still could not believe that Stiles had been defeated. Wilbur's gaze darkened and he threw a punch, striking Gaston with terrifying force.

" Trevor laughed painfully, blood flowing from his mouth, his eyes filled with an odd mix of reminiscence and joy. "We won't let you die, Trev," Kelvin declared with unwavering determination, attempting to lift his friend and carry him to safety. But Trevor resisted, his gaze filled with solemn acceptance. "No more purpose for my existence," Trevor murmured, his voice growing fainter. "It's time for me to rest. Tigreal and Freya should return to their human forms and hide their monsters completely, or they may pose a threat to my people." He then turned to Kelvin and Tigreal, his gaze filled with warmth despite the pain that wracked his body. "Take care of the girls, my friends, or else my g

Daniel As we waited for Gideon's signal, we could see Trevor walking on the street across from the motel. He held a small plastic bag. It looked like he had gone out to the small liquor store nearby. He walked with his head down, whistling away. Gideon gestured to one of the boys and he nodded, looking at Trevor.

Trevor was doing it wrong, he was supposed to be moaning around his cock not stuff like a ghost. That irritated me more than it should have. Trevor’s hips jerked. His hand flexed, his fingers curling into Miles’s hair, pushing just a fraction deeper. Miles gagged but kept going. Trevor’s body twitched, thighs tensing as he jerked into Miles' mouth again. “Don’t gag him, you piece of shit,” I snapped.

“Ghost is careful. He doesn’t trust people easily. But he has a network people in high places, people you wouldn’t expect.” Matteo scoffed. “That is not news.” Viktor gave a weak smile. “I wasn’t finished.” He looked at Adrian. “There is a man, someone close to him. No one knows his real name, but they call him Specter. He is Ghost’s right hand.” Adrian’s fingers tapped against his knee. “And what does Specter do?” Viktor’s lips twitched. “Everything Ghost doesn’t want to do himself.” Rosco spoke for the first time. “Where do we find him?”