Arthur Morgan Happy Novels & Stories

Adrian immediately thought that Amber's act of caring had touched his mom. “Thank you Mrs Morgan,” Amber said with a beautiful smile on her lips. Instead of saying a word, Adrian stood up and embraced his mom. He never expected it. It was at this time Mr Morgan opened his eyes as he was sleeping before. He saw the three of them smiling. What he saw made him to asked, “What's going on that no one is not telling me?” Mr Morgan said with a low, but cheerful voice. “Dad, we are happy that you responded to treatment very quickly.”

I wanted to tell him that the suppressant helped me prevent a bigger problem since I was not caught eavesdropping earlier, but I had no strength to explain the situation. "No. It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone in the first place," Tora cried in regret. "Mommy!" Gurion cried agitatedly upon entering my room, running towards me. He transformed from his passive form to his aggressive form just to hug me with his tiny lion cub’s body while rubbing his face on my palm. I can tell he missed me so much since I wasn't able to give him some time since I started working on the translation. "Ari, where have you been? We all have been looking for you. You suddenly disappeared," Blake huffed

“We are finding a new place for you to live.” Morgan looked over at me. “You need to move?” “According to Dante, yes, I do,” I chuckled. “This is fantastic!” Morgan said, bouncing up and down. “Ok, who made Morgan deliriously happy?” Paul laughed. “Wasn’t me,” Nathan smirked. “She hasn’t let me hit that yet.” “Ew, don’t be gross, Nathan,” Morgan replied. “You’re like a little brother to me.” “I’m only seven months younger than you, Morgan,” Nathan said, rolling his eyes.

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.

“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.”

Rah mocked Arthur. “One day…” Arthur spoke with narrowed eyes, “one day I will skin YOU alive and take savage pleasure in it.” “One day,” Rah laughed as he shook his head vigorously. **~** Though Arthur was worried about his father, Chloe and many other things, he was not worried about one. He was not worried about his love. And first time in days, he was happy, absolutely happy and he didn’t want to do anything to ruin that. When he returned to Mila’s chambers, she was still asleep.

“But I know you won’t. You seem happiest when you’re playing the piano.” The correction softens something jagged in my chest. “I’ll be fine,” I whisper. “Really.” Arthur surprises me then. He leans forward, pulling me into a hug. It’s too warm. Too safe. Too perfect. For one blissful, pathetic moment, I let myself melt into him. —*

"Come on, beg for it." Arthur did not, he would rather drink a dog pee. Begging wouldn't change anything, and he wouldn't indulge these demented women's dark fantasies. "Alright then." Morgana turned her head, addressing her servant. "Dora, prepare the spiked whips and fire them up. Let us begin." <><><><>

“He’s the top spelling artist in his age group. Guy can sing, dance, play piano, guitar—everything. He’s like...a god.” Hamilton Morgan. I’d heard his name more times than I could count thanks to Daniel. He was obsessed. Posters of Morgan were plastered all over his room like sacred icons. He has been a huge fan of Morgan's music since he first heard it two years ago. He knows all of Morgan’s songs by heart and follows him on all social media platforms. If there was a prize for the biggest Morgan's fan, then Daniel would be the winner. He even styled his hair like Morgan’s. “Do you know what label he’s signed to?” Mum asked curiously.

Jonathan understood well here. The one who made Deep Arlord lose one side of his vision was Morgan himself, known as Mr, A. "Deep Arlord is working with Asher." Morgan just smiled. "Oh yeah? How about we play? Don't you miss it?" Asked Morgan casually. She rocked her chair swinging casually while closing her eyes. "I think we should loosen up your muscles. See you're starting to bulge, since we got married." She said without opening her eyes and kept her eyes closed.