Erin Moriarty Blood Father Novels & Stories

[ Daniel ] "This is unacceptable, Edward." Morrison slammed his hands on the wooden table making the ladies flinch by surprise. His face was radiating fury and my father had a timid cloak on. "We have no other options, Mr. Morrison. My father stabbed me on the back by transferring his property on that poor girl. I am sure it's her trick. She manipulated my father by her innocent acting. All I am asking you to give us some time or accept Daniel's conditions." My father casted a disappointed look at my direction. For the first time, the man was defeated by someone ,not someone but his own blood.

Philip asked accusingly. Mama Sarah shook her head “no when you didn't return home yesterday, and you switched off your phone, that is when I found out” Philip hissed and glared at her, “you know who Mora's father is, you know his whereabouts?” he said coldly, balling his fists. Mama Sarah replied blandly “yes, I know, but, plenty of things are left unsaid, Mora's life isn't as simple as it is, she has suffered many grievances, without committing a crime…”

"Your time for regret is over! Your time to make things right was up when I saw a remote-controlled car in your car that day. And you know what? It wasn't my name on it. It was Edward Morris!" "That's it! Get out of my room, and don't you dare step foot in here again. Get out while I still consider you a human being on this earth. I've kept you around all this time because I still think you're my grandfather's favourite son, the man who kept me company until his last breath, who unfortunately was in the apartment of a young woman who was his new plaything! Please come out, honourable Mr Sebastian Morris!" Morgan suppressed every word he said to the man who drained every drop of blood from hi

“Stop acting dumb. I know who you are! You are the daughter of Alpha Leo and his Luna wife. I could smell their blood on you. Your pure Alpha descent blood was so strong, anybody with a brain on his head could spot you.” “No. You must be mistaken. I am….” I tried to correct her, but was halted when she shouted in my face. “Quiet! Don’t try to deny it. You have murderer’s blood in your filthy veins like your d*ck head father.” My head felt heavy, as it throbbed with pain, and her voice - shrill and hoarse - was not helping as she yapped about my father being a murderer. She saw my blanched face and smirked.

He looked at me as if my very existence was a stain on his perfect evening. My heart felt like it was going to explode. Terrified and desperate, I clawed at the slick tiles of the pool edge, trying to scream. But my lungs were filled with water and my throat was swollen shut. All that came out was a thick, metallic taste of blood. I choked, coughing up a dark cloud of crimson into the water before I could manage a weak, rasping whisper. "Ryan... my father... he is the head of the Moretti crime syndicate... if you don't stop this... he will destroy you..."

How could I be so ungrateful, how could I ever think of pushing away the man who had practically saved my father’s life? After a deep breath, my eyes dropped to the familiar address on the screen. I recognized the name immediately. The Meridian. The exact same hotel where I had almost had a one-night stand with a man I didn't even know his name. I only knew the way his hands had felt. The way I’d nearly let a stranger ruin me in every way that mattered. The exact same strip where my father was beaten in one of the casinos. The universe was pulling things out of a box to test me. And I couldn't take it anymore. I would break in the same way toys broke when children bent them too far.

The sword shattered, fragments scattering across the floor like broken dreams. My father… because I could finally admit that Malvoryn was my father, that I was his daughter, that I carried his blood even though I wanted to reject everything about it… appeared in the doorway with his entourage of ancient vampires … they had gotten here faster than I expected. His expression was unreadable, assessing. He didn't move to help Malachai. He simply watched, like he was evaluating whether to let this play out or intervene. Like he was deciding which outcome would benefit him more.

Morgan hissed, rushing to him, trying to pry his hands from her mother's throat. "I am not your father, you pathetic bastard. After all I did for you, Denise? Really?" he questioned. "I killed my parents for you. I killed that stupid doctor who wanted to run the autopsy. I killed my father's lawyers....how dare you?! I'll kill you too. I am already headed to hell anyway. I might as well go out with a bang." "Detective," I called out, my voice ringing with a finality that made Denise, Armando, and a still sobbing Morgan shiver. "I believe you’ve heard enough of the confession."

“One more thing Nora. If I may ask, who is the father of your unborn child? Is it Liam?” I hesitated, but eventually, I responded. “Not Liam, but someone I shouldn’t have crossed paths with.” “Someone you shouldn’t have crossed paths with?” she repeated, her face furrowed, trying to depict the meaning of the words I had uttered. Then, she snapped her fingers as if she had remembered something. “Talking about Liam, did you hear?” “Heard what?” “That his corpse disappeared from the morgue.” I froze, feeling numb almost immediately. “What do you mean his corpse disappeared?” I asked, my heart beating heavily in my chest.

” He reported. I turned red. That was why she’d seemed a little nervous when I’d said Moran’s name in the warehouse. When I found out she was the Phantom, I knew she’d killed him, but I didn’t know the connection. “Your dad made my girl cry, Moran.” I started growling and could feel Conric stirring. ‘Only we should taste her. No one else. No one should make her cry. She’s strong, brave, and bold. I want to dig the bastard up and grind his fucking bones.’ Conric snarled in my head.