Fata Morgana Visual Novel Novels & Stories

He turned to Jason in wonder and the pain in his teary eyes. "I ended up getting hurt by the very unexpected ones! Pretenders!! Coy and innocent-looking, Jason for God's sake I thought for once that not all women were peasants!!! Miriam was so naive and quiet. but then... Those are the worst. They are the green serpents people talk about. She was fuckin engaged and let me engage her once more in public!!... and for complete two months, she said nothing. Pretending to love me? Jason, tell her if you ever see her that I said I won't wait for karma to visit her, I’ll do the job for karma since it almost strikes late!!!." He yelled atop his voice in pain, pushing himself off his stool, Jason a

For several seconds, I could do nothing except stare at the glowing screen suspended before me, as though the words might rearrange themselves into something less insane if I waited long enough. They did not. The mission remained exactly as it was, cold and merciless. Enroll in Noctis Academy. Bind with the Four Crown Kings. Prevent the awakening of something called the Void Beast—or die.

Morgana screamed, her voice filled with fury, but the magic that Lily had unleashed was too much. The ground split open beneath Morgana’s feet, the earth cracking as if it were being torn apart by the power that had been unleashed. She tried to fight it, her hands raised in a futile attempt to counter the energy, but it was too late. With one final, blinding flash, the magic consumed Morgana. She screamed as the energy tore through her, her body writhing in agony as the dark magic she had woven began to unravel. And then, with a final, devastating crack, the darkness vanished. Morgana was no more.

And in doing so, we removed the only thing that could have stopped the First Dark. “Then we find another way. We always find another way.” “There is no other way. The First Dark cannot be killed. Cannot be reasoned with. Cannot be stopped. It just is. And it will consume everything until nothing remains.” “Then what do we do?” Kade asked. Morgana was silent for a long moment. Then she pulled out a vial. The same silver liquid she gave me before. First Blood. “There is one option. One final gamble. But it requires sacrifice. Requires becoming what you just escaped.”

Agatha addressed Morgana without hesitation, "Morgana, your complexion seems unusually pale today. Do share the name of your foundation; I simply must try it." Morgana's laughter echoed through the chamber, a chilling melody of mockery and malice. "Ah, Agatha, my dear," she cooed, her voice dripping with artificial warmth and a dark allure. Her gaze, piercing and devoid of all kindness, locked with Agatha's. "Such potential squandered in your sister's shadow." A sly smile curved Morgana's lips as she leaned closer, the air around them growing thick with her brewing enchantments. "The power you hold, it's potent, raw—familiar to my own. Join me, Agatha. Together, we're destined to reign supre

I came out of the car and sat on the bare ground, this route is normally lonely, and not too many people pass by on it, How could I let this happen, they want to take my right away from me, I must say that Morgana has played a smart one on me, destroying all my engagements wasn't enough, and now she's using it against me and she has succeeded in becoming the CEO, how don't tell my father’s little bitch that she's playing with fire, I felt a prince beside me and I can tell it's Shitali

The world is going grey at the edges. But we're alive. And so is everyone else. Through fading vision, I see Morgana standing over Theo's fallen body. He fought hard, but she's too strong. He's bleeding, barely conscious, no strength left to defend himself. Morgana raises her hand, green energy crackling around her fingers. "You tried, little brother. But trying isn't enough." Theo closes his eyes, accepting his death. Then Yvonne freezes. Her hand stops mid motion. Morgana's control flickers, and for just a moment, I see confusion cross that possessed face.

I am Morgana, Queen of Clair De Lune and the King’s mate, and I will NEVER give up. I forced myself to my feet, just as Kian pounced on one of the two, ripping him to shreds. I raised my sword, gripping my waist with the other hand and with everything I had, I threw it towards the final fae who was heading towards Kian, crackling electricity swirling around his hands. My knife impaled him just as Kian turned, shifting back to human form, his eyes on me. I gave him a small smile, hoping he understood I'm ok, before I toppled face forward to the ground, the smell of blood and dirt filled my nose. The searing, excruciating, overwhelming pain pulling me into its folds…

“Moria!” I flinched when someone slapped my face. Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw a face I have not seen for the longest of time. “How dare you sleep in the middle of a war?” The accusing voice was so refreshing, I missed this feeling. “Ferepia,” I called out to the owner of the hand who slapped me. “Yes it is I, the great fire goddess, now stand Moria, you have a battle to win.” When I realized what was happening I quickly stood up and my eyes witnessed the horrendous scene before me. Dead bodies were everywhere, the once green lush ground was now filled with ash, and the trees that were within battle range were all down, burned and destroyed.

“OMG!!! SO THE RUMOR IS TRUE!! SHE’S PERFECT!! AMAZING!! GORGEOUS!!” Jojo and Arissa stunned and blinked their eyes several times in disbelief. “I think…. There’s a miss understanding here, Vika. Jo, would you mind explaining more about me to her?” Jojo cleared his throat and his mouth curved a wicked smile on his face. “Her name is Arissa Nova. And yes, she’s our new supermodel..”