Ian Mcguire Novels & Stories

I looked back down to resume my turn, but before I could putt, Bobby whispered, “Yeah . . . but what if there was something we could do? Or something someone could do?” Reverend McIlvian’s a healer. I stood up straight, dropped my club and waved for Bobby to stop, as if he were about to drive over a cliff. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold it. You’re not talking about Rev. McNuggett, are you? Tell me your parents didn’t sell you that hokey ‘he’s a healer,’ bit too.”

Knox commanded. McGregor stood up abruptly, his hand finally leaving my leg. He smoothed his suit jacket, his eyes darting between Knox and me like he was trying to piece a puzzle . He let out a nervous, oily smirk. "Knox! Good to see you. I was just having a little chat with Enid. Offering my condolences." Knox didn't even look at him. He didn't acknowledge McGregor’s existence with so much as a blink. He kept his eyes locked on me. "I said it's time to go. Now."

A heavy, calloused fist collided with Calista’s frame, slamming her onto the wooden chair. A sharp groan escaped her lips as she collapsed forward. Standing above her, her father, Jake, watched with a twisted smirk as blood welled from her wounds. “I love hurting you, do you know that?” he murmured, his voice dripping with malice. “It satisfies me, gives me chills, reminds me of just how much strength I still have left in my system, even at my age.”

" Marco " For the Italian Mafia boss and his underboss to be present that means a lot. " Don't tell me Zainy died. Don't tell me he is shot or..." " No " Harry says softly but Miranda wasn't listening to him anymore. Her eyes were fixed on maximo who wasn't even paying attention to her. Maximo was mesmerized by the Beauty of Zainy's daughter. Slowly he walks up to the young girl of six and goes on one knee before her.

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

the Minister asked. "Yes, I do," Donovan responded confidently, earning a round of applause from their spectators. "Boma Braide, do you take Donovan Garret to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the Minister turned to her. Boma hesitated for a moment, her eyes darting between Donovan and the people, feeling a surge of conflicting emotions. Her voice was steady but carried a hint of uncertainty. "Yes, I do." She replied. The moment felt charged, a blend of opulence, emotional complexity, and hidden turmoil, leaving the attendees unaware of the storm brewing within Boma's heart despite the slight hesitation.

I could hear a thump and I feel a smile start to appear on my face. Walking inside, I see my cousin Jackson standing over my special guest. Andrew Mack. A cook who works at the Romani's. I had my boys go and pick him up when night when he was walking to his car alone. He's been here for about three days and so far hasn't had anything to drink or eat. His body is getting weaker by the minute and I just want to crush his spirit. I want him to get his hopes up and then kill them. I want to see his face light up and then go pale. I want him to suffer.

He said with a cute smile. The guard had brown hair, green eyes, and was adorable. He wa also handsome. "My name is Millie, I am hoping to get a job here as a housekeeper."" I said shaking his hand. "Interesting, my name is Martin. Maybe Ill be guarding you i you get the job." He said smiling. "Yeah maybe." I said smiling and giggling a bit nervously. "How bout I walk you to the office since you look like you need protection." He said placing his hand on my upper back guiding me to the other side of the hall. "What's going on?" I asked. Before I could get an answer. I saw him. The cannibal patient, although at the time I did not know that he wa a cannibal. A nurse, two guards and another nur

“Tell me who you are exactly… Please…” “I am Colum Toiba, the son of the late minister Toiba.” Morrigan’s lips quivered as her knees turned to jelly. Her body crashed on the cold marble floor of the ballroom, but the sword of the man in front of her never left her neck. “You are Colum Toiba…” She said in an almost hushed voice, she started to shake her head frantically as tears streamed down her face non-stop. Colfre looked at the guards in front of him. “Dismiss everyone in the room, the celebration is over.” He said with a roaring authoritative voice. The guards started to push the crowd out of the large double doors. But Morrigan remained there, slumped on the floor, muttering things unde

Her heart races as she fumbles to open the window. “Hello there, neighbor,” he calls out, loving the shock on her face. If only she knew how much his plan had changed since his last name. The original plan was to hide out for the night and hitch to another town. But, thanks to her, he decided to call in a few favors due to his connection. While she was sleeping, he even went ahead to fix the door he had broken into and installed video cameras all around. He’ll go clean and get a normal civilian job for her, especially with the baby probably growing inside of her now from how many times he has taken her last night as he tips his baseball hat. “I don’t think that I ever introduced myself to yo