Arthur Morgan Hot Novels & Stories

Unless she plans to force Hilda somehow… “Stop hounding me, Astaroth. I’ve told you before it will all happen in good time.” The temperature drops sharply. Morgana’s lips curve into a smirk, but I feel the tension in my shoulders, the stiffness in my limbs. She may be arrogant, but she is not reckless. Not when it comes to him.

I didn't understand what Lauren meant by 'clear goals,' but I had always wondered why Atlas chose me. "By the way, do you know Mia Morgan?" I suddenly remembered that cold and distant woman. "Mia Morgan?" Lauren looked at me, slightly surprised. "How do you know her?" "She was at the spa yesterday and even took my side against Liora," I said, "She was cold and unrelenting." "Oh! She’s Arthur Morgan’s daughter!" Lauren answered with certainty. I was stunned. "Mia is Arthur’s daughter? He's a big shot in Foswood. No wonder she's so arrogant. But it seems like Liora doesn't know her."

He started day dreaming about her in the Throne room where everyone left him. 'But shes friends with that wretched boy' Morgan thought, 'Impossible. I shall make her mine!' He closed his fist. Morgan stood up from the couch then paused remembering a small detail about the Earth Triber lady that he had noticed: she had the eyes of a Pnevma. 'Shes a host...?' Morgan thought. Morgan went outside where he found his father sparing with his ward Aries. Aquarius sat on a rock watching his twin brother train with the king.

I sprung up from the bed and felt my veins moving, they’re sill healing. My heart ached, but it was nothing compared to emotions of loss gushing in my veins. I was losing my strength since it was getting consumed in healing that stupid heart which is only beating for Aurora. She made a stone like me move; I can barely imagine her as a human. Fuck she’s an angel directly sent from heaven. An angel, I'm madly in love with. I stood up, “What about Morgan? Is he al---” He cut me off. “Alive? No, I killed him, he was talking a lot.” As expected from Arthur. “We got the information we needed, keep him alive would be such a waste of oxygen.” He smiled looking me, his indifferent gaze telling me how

"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.

Stacy became frustrated. “Why did David leave everything to Lucas?” Arthur looked away. “I don't know.” “You're lying.” Arthur's eyes suddenly became sharp. “Be careful, Stacy.” She froze. “Why?” “Because Lucas Morgan is not the person you think he is.” Stacy stared at him. “What do you mean?” Arthur stood slowly. “Do not investigate his past.” “Why?” “Because if you uncover the truth, you may not like what you find.” Stacy's eyes narrowed.

“How long will you reject your mate bond?” Yet Arthur couldn’t stop questioning the reason why the moon goddess has mated him to a human girl. His eyes fell on the wall clock; it was some hours left to his birthday. He grabbed his coat, bundled himself up and headed out of the house. In his mind, if he was really going to die then he should die where his dead body would never be discovered by anyone. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Morgan said, "You all know that my brother has been suspended. I need to provide for him with my money." Julian said, "Look at you being so stingy. Let me treat you this time." Morgan patted Valerie in the passenger seat. "Val, pick the most expensive restaurant in Zolford." Valerie answered, "Let's go to Arthur's Grill and order everything on the menu!" "Jules, Arthur's Grill it is." After arriving at the restaurant, Julian received Kieran's call. He went to the side and answered it. Seeing this, Morgan asked, "Val, why didn't Kieran call you?"

She aimed again, pointing her fingers towards the target, imagining her arrow going straight to her target's heart. “Why didn’t you try it with an arrow?” Morrigan jumped in surprise when Colfre’s voice came from behind her. His voice was so close to her ears. She didn’t even notice him arriving. She glared back at him but he didn’t seem to mind. Instead, he lifted his arms and straightened Morrigan’s arm, his other arm fixing her posture while holding the bow. Morrigan could feel her heart beating erratically by his touches, a flush of red staining her porcelain cheeks and her ears blushing by the warmth of Colfre’s breath against her ear.