House of Ghosts – Synopsis

For thirty years, The House has been the world’s most secretive spy organization—an invisible war machine that builds its agents into ghosts and erases their pasts.
Morgana Thayle, codename Cilantro, is one of its finest weapons: brilliant, cold, and dangerous.

But when a mission in London collapses into bloodshed and her closest ally Noor is murdered, Morgana’s carefully controlled world cracks open.
Noor dies with a warning on her lips:

> “He’s inside your house.”




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The War Within

Suspended from duty and burning with guilt, Morgana refuses to stand down. With her only trusted ally, Callen, she dives into Noor’s secret network and uncovers stolen files proving that Emil Kade—a rogue ghost from Marrakesh and Morgana’s long-buried past—is orchestrating an inside war.

Every move she makes is one Emil has predicted. Every step reveals more about the traitor hidden inside their headquarters, someone with access to the deepest secrets of The House.


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The Director

The deeper Morgana digs, the closer she comes to the man who built her: Director Adrian Locke, the House’s leader—and the man she’s engaged to.
Adrian’s history is written into the foundations of the agency. He once trained Emil, forged him into a weapon, and lost him in Marrakesh. Now Emil has come back to burn it all down.

But Noor’s evidence suggests something even worse: someone close to Adrian has been feeding Emil information for over a year.


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Betrayal and Blood

As Morgana and Callen follow Emil’s trail through London’s underworld, they descend into a brutal, blood-soaked hunt. Warehouses burn, bodies fall, and the truth comes into focus: Emil is not just attacking The House—he’s dismantling it from the inside.

Their investigation climaxes in a violent confrontation with Adrian himself, where Morgana lays the stolen drives on the table and Noor’s final recording plays:

> “The breach isn’t outside. It’s inside. Someone with unrestricted access is funneling everything to Emil. Trust no one. Even him.”




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The Infiltration

Even as Adrian tries to lock down the agency, a new recruit walks through the front doors.
His file is spotless. His name is Elias Kane.
But behind the ordinary face is Emil Kade himself, already inside the very heart of the House.

Morgana, Callen, and Adrian vow to hunt down the mole. None of them realize Emil is standing just a few floors below, watching, listening, and preparing to tear apart everything they think they know.


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Themes and Tone

House of Ghosts is an urban spy thriller filled with:

Espionage and Betrayal – who is loyal, and who is already compromised?

Romance and Tension – between Morgana and Adrian, tested to the breaking point.

Violence and Consequences – gunfights, assassinations, and blood-stained choices.

Identity and Legacy – what happens when the ghosts you make come back to haunt you?


By the end of fifteen chapters, Morgana must decide if she is still part of The House—or if she will burn it down to avenge Noor and stop Emil.


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Tone and Genre

Genre: Spy thriller / romantic suspense

Setting: Modern London with international flashbacks (Marrakesh, art world, underground safehouses)

Audience: Mature (16+) for violence, romance, and psychological tension.

But Morgana had long since learned: nowhere is safe when the past comes calling.


The debrief was brutal. Hours of pointed questions from senior analysts, the Director sitting silently at the head of the table, his eyes fixed on her as though he could will the truth out of her.


When it was over, Morgana wanted nothing more than a locked door between herself and the world.


Instead, she found herself in a car with Callen, headed for a temporary safe house.


The city blurred by, lights streaking across wet glass.


"You okay?" Callen asked, after a long silence.


"Define okay," she said, staring out the window.


"You held your own in there. I could almost hear the knives hitting the table."


"I've been trained to survive a room full of knives," she said.


He glanced at her. "And before that? Who trained you?"


Her lips curved, but it wasn't a smile. "Life."


The safe house was a narrow townhouse in Marylebone. Clean. Silent. Too silent.


Morgana walked the perimeter out of habit, checking windows and doors, while Callen set up his laptop at the kitchen table.


"Locke doesn't trust you," Callen said casually, typing.


"And you don't trust him," he added, looking up.


She met his eyes. "You notice everything, don't you?"


For one moment, the words hung there, heavy as rain. Then—


The first bullet shattered the front window.


"Down!" Callen grabbed her and pulled her behind the table as a second shot exploded the lamp.


Three figures in tactical black stormed the entryway.


Morgana's pistol was in her hand before she'd even thought. She fired twice, forcing them back.


They sprinted up the narrow staircase as glass and plaster exploded around them.


The back window led to a fire escape, slick from the rain. Morgana climbed first, heart hammering.


They reached the roof just as one of the attackers burst through behind them.


Callen turned, disarmed the man with a brutal efficiency, and knocked him out cold.


"You're welcome," he said breathlessly.


She didn't answer—she was already running across the rooftops, the London skyline spread like a jagged map beneath them.


Two streets over, they ducked into an abandoned building, pressed back against a wall.


Rainwater ran down Morgana's face, dripping from her lashes. She could hear Callen's breathing next to her, sharp and alive.


For a moment, they just stood there, close enough to feel each other's heartbeat, waiting for the world to calm down.


"This isn't random," Callen said finally. "They were aiming for you."


"I think," she said slowly, "that Emil wants me to believe that."


She looked at him. "I don't know anymore."


The sound of sirens faded in the distance.


Callen reached up, brushed a strand of wet hair from her cheek.


She didn't move away. For a second—just a second—the space between them felt charged, inevitable.


"We need to move," she said, voice steady again.


Chapter 9 - CHAPTER 9 - THE SAFE HOUSE