Arthur Morgan Hot Novels & Stories

“Morgan is a killer. Takes no prisoners, doesn’t care about steps. Doesn’t care about the other person. He will do whatever it takes and if he can avoid a fight just by outright killing them, he will. He never trained Auri because he never wanted that mentality to rub off on her. He wanted her to value strength.” Just then, Morgan stepped forward and landed three quick hits. One to the shoulder, waist and left knee, Auri went down. She was on all fours, breathing heavy into the grass. I watched as she balled up her first and slammed it into the ground, frustrated. Getting up, I opened up the back door and nodded to Morgan. He nodded back, setting his sword down on one of the chairs. “Why not

Morgan commented, "an honest and good man - and perhaps the only English aristocrat who did not equate modern homosexuality with crudeness." To Morgan, these remarks were akin to spontaneous outbursts of praise. Kai hummed ambivalently, aroused by a small desire to discuss some of Wessex's virtues. "After tomorrow, I'll be ready for the new mission," he said. "I only have one last problem left to solve." Although Kai had thought Morgan would be delighted at the news - he had been absent for two months after all - the judge received his words with surprising reticence. "I'll see if there's anything you can do. In the meantime-"

"Selene, your glowing purple." Morgan gulps his unease and grabs Selene's hand. "Let's get out of here!" The minute he touches her, dots of light erupt from his body- his aura becoming a brilliant purple. Morgan screams from the searing pain the light is causing. What had they stumbled into? Morgan lurches away. "What is it? What did you do?!"