Albert Moriarty Novels & Stories

"Thank you, I shall see to that immediately." Getting the body was easy, she had a friend, Max at the morgue who gave her all the details she needed. The body she found was that of a man called Morgan Daniel. He was a twenty-seven-year-old convict that was serving for drug lifting. He had just recently died that morning and there was no family to come to claim his body. She paid Max off for helping to drop off the body and sent him on his way. The psychic made him a cup of tea before he left.

“I am not a man to play with. IF you think that you have someone supporting you, and if you think that you can challenge me, then I will let you know that you are very wrong. I am the demon of this ground, and you are going to be paying with your life for this.” “I am not a man that you can threaten, Arturo.” He said, and I laughed. Just let me find my beauty and bring her home safely. I needed to know how he got past the security team without being caught. But either way, I knew that he would be regretting it. “I am an Alpha by blood, and that is something that neither you or your bitch kept in mind.”