In Morpheus Arms Novels & Stories

Gently, she cut into my wrist with the blunt knife, and suddenly I became less concerned about my sickness and more scared of dying from an infection. "Is it working?" I asked as blood dripped from my wrist and into the steel bowl beneath. "Camille?" "It might if you stop talking." She said with her eyes shut. I waited impatiently for something to happen and it was then I noticed the red powder on the blunt knife. "What is that?" I asked but by then whatever it was had started taking effect on me. I growled in pain as my bones snapped and my veins popped out. My Alpha eyes appeared and my sharp canines sprouted out. "What have you done?" I asked, struggling to resist the shift.

The scene then shifts once more back to the front lawn and Jake still didn't have any arms, Pete examined the sorry state of Jake's body and he didn't look pleased with what happened. “What happened Jake was an old man, and children too much for you to handle.” Pete snapped “No sir it was just that there was a warrior there, she was able to cut off my arms when I was reloading my gun.” Jake voice was blank and monotone “Well we can't have that now can we?” Pete cuts open his wrist and lets the blood flow into Jake's mouth. Soon muscles, bone, and blood start to sprout out of his arm sockets and their places are new arms, made of flesh and bones.

The biggest ship in the armada, the Morozko’s ship ripped through any defences the Cobalt Army had with ease. Morozko commanded the ocean itself with a special pole shaped device he stole from the treasury at one point in his life. Of course, the area he could control was still limited, otherwise he could destroy the kingdom. The soldiers that were able to confront him directly were met with their demise as his strength was far superior. His skin was more durable than armour and his punch was greater than a cannon. The crew on his ship was also formidable.

"Sure!" Morpheus readily agreed. After a moment of being stunned, he chuckled to himself, wondering if he had agreed too quickly. Persephone pressed her lips together, pushing the stray strands of hair away from her forehead. Meanwhile, Morpheus hastily rushed into his room, squatted in front of a cabinet in the corner, and rummaged through it for a while. Being alone for so long, he realized he didn't have anything presentable to give her as a memento. There were either old boxing gloves or sportswear. On the balcony lay dumbbells and punching bags. He discovered that besides these, he had nothing else to offer.

Her right breast is gone; she was chained and she is crying in pain. “Give me that!” She screamed but the scary beast appeared again from above. This time he has big, black wings that are shaped like bat wings and he is holding a metal stick that is bigger than the normal human arm. “No please… no!” Begged by the naked woman who is trying to grab my blanket.

Lelantos replied. Morpheus raised his head, gazing at the sky. Those eyes were calm and seemed to be able to penetrate the boundless void. "The Zealots, huh? Let me see how powerful you really are!"

I heard him groan, very loudly and then stay still for a while before pulling out. When it was over, I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep in his arms. NEXT MORNING I fluttered my eyes open, only to find myself wrapped in a warm, strong embrace. I tilted my head, and caught a familiar gaze already on me, his eyes burning into mine as he casually propped himself up in his right arm. A playful look glinting in his eyes as he said, “Good morning, Mistress.” I didn’t need to be told, I knew he was joking. But still, I felt a flutter in my chest as our gaze met, the intensity of his eyes making my cheeks flushing red.

Then, I stopped short at the sight ahead. In the distance, Louisa was holding Ewan's hand and waving at me. My fingers locked tight around the door handle; my whole body tensed. I shut my eyes, took a deep breath, and hurried over. Louisa's head was tilted up, and she was talking to Ewan. As I approached, her voice grew clearer. "I'm not afraid of pain. I'll be like Mommy. Mommy had a huge monster on her face that she had to fight, and she won. I'll definitely beat the demon inside my body."

Ruby answered. “Of course! They trust me that much to protect them. If you had not abandoned them over a traitor’s daughter back then, you could have had more power than you do now.” He said. Ruby rolled her eyes and nodded her head pathetically. “I don’t have all the time in the world Morpheus, I need the cold herbs right now” she said. Morpheus stood up from his seat fuming with anger and then he banged his desk with a clenched fist.

He then does the same with the other one, as soon as both arms and hands are secure behind my back he again shifts his hand so only one hand is holding both. Morpheus then growls as he slides his hand over my body once more, trailing his lips along my skin over my breasts, up and over my shoulder, and up my neck until he reaches my lips where he places a hard, dominant kiss as his hand goes to my hip and he digs his fingers in as he makes my hips move harder and faster.