Fergus Novels & Stories

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

“Aren’t the Fergusons big bullies? Since they dared to target me, I’ll cut off his capital!” It did not matter if it was Eric Ferguson, Old Master Ferguson, or even that scum Ingrid Ferguson, Nicole would not let them off the hook so easily.

His tiny voice spoke, coming to stand beside the tomb, taller and larger than he could ever be. Alpha Fergus, leader of The Midnight pack. A man barely the size of a normal man, 4ft tall, short but mighty. Had a round face with moles on his cheek and forehead. His hair was brown and short, falling messily on his forehead, his eyes were a dark grey, his pupils larger than typical and his voice was what you could describe as a five years old girl singing but never for once had he let his size and voice be an obstacle to getting what he wanted and when a witch portended his destiny asleep in a tomb, located in the deep part of the forest, in the fae realm, sowed

“Who did this to you?” “Why do you care? You willingly follow that asshole Reid. Why would you now care about the atrocities he commits?” I quietly spit out at him in anger. I don’t need the whole camp to hear us arguing. “Your name, Fergal, means man of valor. As far as I’m concerned, there’s not a single man here who holds any redeeming attributes, let alone one as noble as valor.”

“Hello.” It was a female voice that I did not recognise; I felt my gut twist. “Is Brax there?” “He’s a little busy at the moment,” I heard a snigger under her voice, “Can I take a message.” I heard Brax in the background, “Babe, who is it?”

A man with an oval face and a slight scar from a cut on his face appeared. "Ferguso?" Ningsih said, surprised. "Haha. Oh my... I was just guessing." Ferguso is Ningsih's cousin. He is the first son of Jesen Sena and Yulie's only sibling. He is a year younger than Ningsih. "How... how did you get here?" Ferguso said, confused. "None of your business!" Crash! Ningsih threw his body against the wall. "I pity you because we are still family." Ningsih pressed Ferguso's cheeks with one hand. "But I won't let anyone touch my people! Get lost!" Once again, Ningsih kicked th

“Thank you, Freya.” “Do you know what you want the pup to be?” Beta Phoebe asked excitedly. “Healthy.” I replied. “You don’t have a preference for either gender?” Gamma Fiadh questioned. “No ma'am, just being healthy will be fine,” I replied. The driver was a friendly bloke and said, “I hear Fergus is a nice name for a boy.” The ladies all laughed and I said, “It is a nice name, sir.”

There was a plate attached to it with the words Supervisor carved on it in bold letters. Getting to it, I tapped lightly. A deep voice replied from the inside telling me to go in. I opened the door to see a man behind a desk. He was wearing a grey suit. His skin was a light chocolate and he was spotting a low cut. A wide line of perfectly shaped beards framed his jaw. When he raised his head, his lips were a light pink. It didn't take time to know he's a black. A very good looking one at that. "Good morning. I'm Kristen Morgan. I applied for an internship here and was accepted".

Until he looked up and saw Liam and a slow smile appeared. This might work out after all. Yeah, not so much. Fergus O'Dane's gaze drifted past his grandson and landed on me. He instantly surged to his feet, mouth gaping open, reaching for me, staggering forward. "NO!" He began to weep, trying to grab me while Liam held him back. "You're early! It's too early! You're not supposed to be here!" ***