Hook X Morgie Novels & Stories

The clock struck five in the morning and Callum finally found one. Moore Family's Second Son, Disowned. Callum clicked the link open but it just sent him to an error page. He went back to the search page and the link was no longer visible. Callum felt a headache coming. He looked at the clock and a groan escaped his throat. He checked his schedule and found that he was free for the day. With a quick text to Keane, Callum finally went to sleep.

KEEP WATCH! ‘REBEL! I CAN’T LEAVE YOU THERE! SHE HAD YOU WRAPPED WITH SILVER ROPE! ARE YOU INJURED?’ “Silver doesn’t affect me. Another gift, I think. Roxie and I have a plan but, it will only work when Morgana leaves. Please trust me, Austin. Hang back until Morgana leaves.’ I plead. ‘You will be in my line of sight. I will not leave you, darling! Keep the mind link open so I can hear what’s going on when he gets there.’ Austin orders.

Her throat already feels dry. “Go away!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. Her voice is hoarse. “Go away!” Kicking violently, swaying around that one corner with her feet stepping over the broken glasses. These shards slowly sank deep into her feet but Morrigan is too numb to feel it. Slowly sinking in one corner all she can do is hug herself as tears and sweat started to flow down her beautiful face.

He hesitantly mumbled as he arched an eyebrow. "Bingo." "W-What?" He stuttered, pulling his hand away as well as taking the heat along with him which made my heart clench in pain but nevertheless I continued, "Get ready you are going to have your first sip of alcohol today." ------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N: Hi loves! Thankyou for loving my story. Your comments and likes makes my heart swell in pleasure. Just saying again, that all of my books are unedited so you'll probably come across many errors. It will go under heavy editing, one day. Also guys just dropped a new story, "The Filthy Rouge" do check it out! It would mean bucks. xoxo.

The scent is fresh, Morgan's signature soothing scent. Morgan laid Cia carefully. He also covered the woman's thighs and immediately tucked her in. Afraid that he could no longer control his passions. Immediately, he contacted Xerox—the god of healing. Xerox came clandestinely at Morgan's request. He immediately placed the basket filled with potion ingredients on the nightstand. Then, he touched Cia's neck with his forefinger. Xerox's expression was clearly surprised. This is a good thing, but not so great. "Morgan, are you related to Arlcia?"

I wept. “Please, wake up,” I begged. When I suddenly saw him sit down with his eyes closed and half of the bag covering him. I stopped crying for a while because I am surprised that he is back. He went back from the dead like me. I immediately stand up and hug him but I can't hug him. My hand just infiltrated him. I tried to hug him again but it was still the same. He is just like a hologram sitting in front of me with his eyes closed. I cannot touch him, I cannot hug him.

And there, right under the bright LED lights of the walk in closet, Ariel saw it clearly. The deep, dark purple hickey from this morning was still there. It hadn't faded at all. In fact, under the crisp lighting, she could even see a faint, tiny scratch mark right next to the love bite, a clear sign of a highly passionate, wild session of lovemaking.

She saved the number and contact information into the notes on the phone call and pulled the headphones off. Margo spent the remaining time researching the charity and the company associated with it. She had uncovered more than a few suspicious transactions that shouldn’t have gone unnoticed by anyone and yet it was all there in black and white for everyone to see. She hacked their financial records and traced their transactions. She tracked their travel records and checked them against auctions that she kept a record of. She was still working when Dex came in to relieve her of duty. “Hey,” He said, entering the room. “Hey.” She mumbled barely noticing his presence.

she yelled back, laughing as she ran. "I’ll slaughter you like a guinea pig if you show your face again!" he bellowed, shaking his fist at the sky before heading back inside, muttering, "What’s with that girl?" He couldn’t help but chuckle. Bisila walked down the street, still grinning. She reached into her pocket, feeling the freshly earned payment. Up ahead, a bar came into view, its large sign glowing: **DONNIE AND THE BAR.** Inside, a few men sat scattered around with drinks, talking loudly. One of them noticed her at the door.

“Consider this as a favor to me. Once we make it to the Forty-Ninth Heaven, Iʼll treat you to some Wuia Wine.” James smiled faintly and conjured two bottles of the Chaos Absinthe before him. Morgott swiftly took one bottle and started gulping down the liquor. He did not seem to face any difficulty doing that. James whistled. “I shouldnʼt have underestimated you, huh?” “Ha! That was delightful!” Morgott exclaimed as he lowered the bottle. He paused briefly before saying in a low voice, “You might still fail to defeat Xanthakos even if you have mastered the Three Treasures Integration.”