Fergus Novels & Stories

"This urn is from sister Keira, right? Green took the antique urn off the counter, the orchids in the front yard and back garden, that's sister Keira's favorite too, right?" Langit was about to open hos mouth, answer Green's questions. However, Green immediately cut off. "All pink color things that you gave me, I knew they were sister Keira's favorite color. By any chance, have you been seeing me as Keira all this time? I'm Green, brother. Not Keira " Cried Green in front of his face. When her patience ran out, she just blurted out the words in her head. Her breath was ebbing out of emotion.

The head of the department looked at Fergus William a bit awkwardly and said: “Boss William… This… this thing is going to make it difficult for Grainne…” Fergus William's face darkened: "Chief Zhang, you don't want to work anymore? If that's true, you can pack your things now!" Grainne knows that Fergus William hates her so much that she wants to deal with her, she doesn't want to involve others. So she said to Fergus William: "Mr. William, you can rest assured that I will deliver the entire manuscript of the classics by next Friday."

"Russell's sponsor is asking him to fight new year's eve. But I worry his ribs might not be fully healed by then." "Sponsor? Russ... You didn't tell me you had a sponsor? Way to go, son." he says happily, making Russell close his eyes as if I had just revealed a dark secret. "Who's your sponsor?" he asks. Both Russell and I respond at the same time. "No one important." "Knights Enterprise." Uncle Fred's jaw clenched, and I could see his face turn angrily. "Knights Enterprise?" he turns to Russell, who has his eyes closed and hands fisted.

It will kill me and all my friends. Phelan pounced again. This time, Don brought Riptide up in a deadly arc. The hellhound disintegrated into dust and fur. He had prepared for this midnight of the moon, for he had the news already at hand. He could see More wolves surged forward—snakes and giants and telkhines—but the wolf roared at them, and they backed off, “One on one?” He called. “Just like old times?” Phelon's nostrils quivered. She seriously needed to keep a pack of Kleenex in her armor pocket because that nose was wet and red and pretty gross. She unstrapped her dagger and swung it around. It was beautiful in a harsh, I’m~going~to-gut~you~like~a~fish way. Each of its twin blades was

After learning more about Leonard's condition, Isaac said, "We can arrange the date and time for the operation. Liam has reminded me of what I should take extra notice of. Don't worry. I'll do my best to help Mr. Walker." Ariel nodded in acknowledgment. At the same time, her gaze drifted toward a photo of Isaac and Liam. A tiny word was written beside Liam. Ariel couldn't discern the letters at first. Isaac noticed how she was looking at the photo intently. He grinned. "It's Fergus. People also call him by that name." Ariel had a look of bewilderment on her face as she lifted her head. "Liam Spencer is that expert, Fergus?" She

Rasmus nods, and leans forward to kiss me, as if that would hide the tears that are threatening to fall. “Perfect” he mutters. Then, as we look down at Flavian, who’s watching us carefully “Gregers” “Huh?” “Flavian Lars Gregers Lyksborg.” “Do you know a Gregers?” I ask, confused. “No. But it means ‘alert; watchful’ and look at him.” I smile. The door creaks open slowly, just a touch. “Orianna Lisette Sofie Lyksborg!” hisses from the other side. “What have you been told about knocking before entering?”

Mary Redferne A day before my wedding, Mr. McKinnon decided to host the most lavish engagement party for his son. I knew he did this intentionally, just a day before my own wedding, to ensure that their engagement overshadowed my own impending marriage. The McKinnons' ego was inflated by the perception of their wealth, and they sought to command respect and demonstrate their social standing. As the evening unfolded at Joshua and Clara's extravagant engagement party, I found myself standing alone at the bar, nursing a glass of sparkling water. The grandeur of the occasion was unmistakable, yet I couldn't shake the feeling of unease gnawing at my insides.

Angelica Fergus must have made a deal with the devil and refused to fulfill his end of the deal. The world was certainly against him. It wasn’t usually easy to spot a Bratva boss and find a way to get close to them but Yakov was different. He hated Fergus so much but although Curtis was the latter’s son, Yakov frequented Inferno. He also happened to be one of Heston’s acquaintances—I would call them friends but there was no such thing as friendship in that iceberg’s dictionary.

The man bled from head to toe, but he stood his ground in front of my father, his heart racing as he feared the Pakhan attacking him. “Your son has crossed all limits…” “His name is Alpha Nathan, and I believe that you are well aware that this is HIS pack’s grounds” dad said, glaring at the man. My heart swelled with so many feelings that I didn’t know how to express. Mom kept her eyes on dad from a distance, her own heart racing as she looked at the man she grew up loving before she ended up fearing.

Gesturing to his body "This here is the full package and I don't intend to misuse it alright?" He laughed and Jason joined they put on the radio and nodded to the trendy hit "Gock am" by the upcoming artist Crayon when suddenly. The car tire screeched its bonnet crashing into a hard surface with a loud bang. Jason stepped on the brake fearfully. The smell of petrol and coal tar filled their nostrils they looked at each other in silence with the effect of the alcohol washing off immediately.