Novelas y relatos de Arthur Morgan

Morgan put his mobile phone away when he didn't know that his men were going to be killed by the hitman Alice had sent to spy on the people around Morgan. Morgan left his men alone because he was still busy with his business affairs. He's the owner of Alexander Company, which operates in several fields. He is the main CEO who is still 32 years old. "Alice, if you're still alive I hope you're okay. I haven't taken revenge for you cheating on me behind my back. I just want to hear your answer one more time, do you love me for pretending?" Morgan speaks alone as he gets into his car.

A petal falls as Faye, no Morgana, begins to squeeze the last breath from her. Mab is pulling at the hand around her throat, gasping, choking as Morgana watches. Mab's face begins to turn purple. "You might want to stop now," a familiar feminine voice announces from the crowd. "I'd hate to trip and hurt him." We both turn to see Arthur, asleep in a wheelchair, an IV strapped to his arm as Queenie wheels him into the room.

Taking the hint, she walked up to Zachary. "Sir, I am Morgan, the daughter of Jamie Golding. I wish you good health and long life." She gave her well wishes and handed him a gift. After his long retirement from the business world, Zachary had almost no recollection of the Goldings. Moreover, the Goldings weren't that influential in Parrington. He gestured at Warren to accept the gift and thanked Morgan personally, "That's very nice of your family."

“You fucking pathetic bastard. Hunting down wolves lesser than you because you lack the spine to confront me head-on. Do you really expect me to hold an ounce of regard for such a pathetic worm like you?” Artemis tilts his head to the side with a bored expression, not even flinching in the slightest. Instead, all he does is brush off his shirt. “You interrupted me right in the middle of lunch.” He regards him with eyes like a cold abyss, a look that pierces to the core and freezes the soul. “It better be worth it.” Morgan doesn’t even flinch like the psychopath he is. “You… Your business was with me, but you went after my mate.” There’s clear pain written all over his face, and even with eve

“This is your first time leaving Arth in years. Don’t cause any trouble,” Morgan reminded. “Get the demon and pop right back into Arth.” We communicated through the poppy flower. Morgan was recently out on Earth on a confidential mission appointed by the head of the Green Wiccan district. “Got it.” I armed myself with weapons, feeling a bit nervous. “Oh and be careful with my workspace. There are potions I’m still working on.” I nodded at his words and shrugged on the strap of my bag. After zipping up my boots, I stretched my legs enjoying how sexy it made me feel. I was ready to leave.

Morgan do hope and pray one day that his son will finally come back to him and apologize right to him for everything that happened between them because of an ordinary girl and how that. Not quite long, Morgan receive a call from someone that a businessman was copying their ideas and everything. Morgan couldn't help but called the person phone number since she doesn't know the person behind Everything that was happening. Because she can arrest Such person for stealing their style. There isn't no need of her trying to act like a fool by calling to know. What was she actually expecting before? Does she really think that the person will take her Call? Of course not . ****** T b c

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

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

turned around and went back to the front door to lock it. After he made sure that their home was secure he continued to run after his sister until he was right by her side. He looked ahead of them. In the not so far of distance he could see the line where trim country grass from the Farmers Open Fields met with wilderness. Such a difference between the two pieces of land. Almost like different worlds. There was a flimsy wooden gate between the farmland and Forest that seemed to be holding the later back from oozing into their village. They had entered the forest quite a few times before and they always entered in the same place right there. Where country meets wilderness at the flimsy gate.

It's as though they're wearing headphones and listening to music. "I was wondering how long it takes to travel to the Municipality from where we currently standing. What exactly is it that is taking so long for Madam? Taking a swim in the falls the day before had been something she was looking forward to." Morgana, the Omega maid who was accompanying Arturo on this particular day, was taken startled by what she heard. She was serving in the Madrigal family when she was only 19 years old, and she was the youngest.