Arthur Morgan Handsome Novels & Stories

Arthur started to say. “Your Luna can’t fight? The moon goddess could never be that mean...mate you to a powerless woman...” Maya said with a mocking tone. I saw Arthur’s face tighten. The words must have pricked him badly. He has always hated me for the fact that I was weak. or maybe he just thought I was weak because I was a human. “Fine. If you insist, then give me her head and we will be cool and your debt paid.” She pointed at Samantha.

, I closed my laptop, picking up my bag to go have lunch. “Mr. Handsome has a fiancee”, she cried dramatically. Mr. Handsome was Arthur, she gave him that name when saw him this morning. Reese had been the one helping me avoid him all day unknown to her. If he was in a particular hall, she gushed about him to me and I knew not to head in that direction. I knew he was pretty handsome and I wouldn't deny it but his ugly personality was revolting. He had a fiancee? Does that mean he changed his mind? I signed the contract and sent it to him. Or maybe he decided to go for someone in his class.

“So, wait, you’re staying with Aris?” “Yeah,” I murmur, trying to keep my voice low even though I might be the first person to take an interest in this section of the archives in like a thousand years. I balance the heavy books, standing on my toes to peer over the shorter shelves toward the lamplight that seems like it’s leagues away. “It wasn’t my decision.” “Tell me again about this Morgan chick. She sounds awful.” “She’s… gorgeous. Tall and lean, you know, like the models in your fashion magazines.”

This man was pissing me off with his careless demeanour. "Look, Miss Aruna, I'm a businessman. I look at profit and loss in everything. Even in relationships. I only care about one person-my grandmother. Her health is deteriorating. I want to fulfil her wish...I am stone-hearted. I have been told that, not once but many times. I don't have feelings. Emotions are for losers. I told you all this because my granny liked you so I decided to speak to you before you could give your consent or refusal. Otherwise...", he trailed off and started the engine. Then he continued, "But it seems we're in the same boat so you have no better option than the one I'm offering you. It will benefit you and me b

Hearing Trion praise his soon bride to be left Mr invisible fueling with anger inside till it got out of control and the slapped him straight on face before he quickly transformed into human form. Wow! He had a Mohican cut and scythe-shaped eyebrows with a devil's fork beard and a dark, gritty moustache. His Roman nose and half-dome cheekbones sat above an oaken jaw. His wrestler’s shoulders were part of his burly physique. He walked with a tiger like tread as he smiled that irritating and awkward smile while staring at Trion. His mariner -blue eyes were orb round and darted constantly, a-gleam with delight! They looked soft and anybody else could notice that they swam with joy as they shone

A tall handsome figure stood in the place of the boy when the light disappeared. The man had white hair and white beards. His iris were red and they were glowing. A staff appeared on his right hand. Rick could tell that he was very powerful. “ Now let's get down to business.” said the man named Arthur as he sat down and faced Rick. Then he continued “ I heard you need my help” he said to Rick. Rick looked at him still unable to say anything. He laughed. “ I know. I know. I don't look like an elder. I get that a lot. Oh where are my manners?. My name is Arthur and I am an elder from the hearthstone coven” said Arthur as he introduced himself to Rick.

Harrington was but from the look of it, it wasn't pretty. Mr. Morgan stands up to give a speech. “Welcome ladies and gentlemen, I thank you all for being here today to extend a hand of your support and my family and I truly appreciate the presence and support of our families, friends and business partners all in one room.” Mr. Morgan proudly states.

His actions and demeanor were almost servile, leaving the onlookers in the front hall utterly stunned. As the head of the wealthiest family in Basin City, Morgan shouldn't be so subservient, even in the face of the Campbells' head. "Three glasses," Austin said, raising an eyebrow as he moved the wine glasses in front of Vincent and Iris in front of him. "Pour the wine!" Morgan's pupils constricted, a flicker of confusion crossing his face, but he maintained his smile as he filled two more glasses. Before he could set the bottle down, Austin stood up slowly, lifting one of the glasses.

I want to be the first person you see when that happens. Me : Why? Reece : I'm your mate. It'll be great feeling your wolf for the first time. I want to experience it with you. Me : That's not a good idea. Reece : Oh but it is, little wolf. Come on, say yes. Me : No Reece : You're hurting me Morgana. Me : I have a boyfriend. Reece : I don't acknowledge that fact. Talk about being stubborn. I'm going to get my wolf senses for the first time and I don't think it's a good idea to be around him when that happens.

Then, Artemis appeared right behind Ares and the goddess gasped as Ares knelt clutching her chest, until the next second she could see the god of war vomiting blood. The gleaming golden scepter in Morgan's hand caught Artemis' attention as it arrived on the battlefield. Even with Ares who never left his sight. The goddess trembled, Morgan who had always been an invisible god and did not want to be seen by anyone stood not far from Ares who looked like he was dying. She stood straight with her blue hair blowing in the wind, Artemis felt the wind so strange that it pricked her skin. Just ahead, Artemis could see Morgan's stature, which was more gallant and noble than any god. His straight eyeb