Jacob Morgan Book Novels & Stories

Everything is very neat and well organised there. Jessica was amazed to see thousands of books, all kinds of books, including novels and history books. Jessica's choice fell on history books about very global stories. Jessica's favourites are stories about world wars and civil wars. Jessica said the room is very cosy. She will feel at home here every day, reading the many books in it. Morgan always monitored Jessica's movements through his laptop. There were no suspicious movements. He even saw her go out and return with a glass of juice. ***

I protested, but Jacob was adamant and insisted on feeding me the porridge he had prepared. When he brought the spoon near my mouth, I was forced to open my mouth because he assured me that it wouldn't take long. After I took a spoonful of the porridge, he said, “Good girl.” He gave me a book to read after he fed me my breakfast and then excused himself to take care of something important. I was curious about what he was up to as he walked away. Jacob was not someone who let go of something once he bit it, even though I only knew him for a short period of time.

“Well, he’s risking everything. That’s his plan. He doesn’t want to take over the business. That’s what I heard from Conrad.” If I were Caleb, I think I would feel the same. I now understood why he said something about women not taking them seriously. And since Conrad, his older brother, was still single until now, Caleb must be thinking he didn’t want to end up like his brother. They couldn’t find a woman decent enough to accept the business they were in. I don’t know. Women are right to be scared of that place. It’s just too much to handle. But...Jake... “Mr. Page wants his sons to run the Amythest.” Jake’s words pulled me out of my thoughts.

“Is everything alright?” “Alpha Morgan wants to see you two in his office,” “But I’ve been there before. He asked me questions and I answered them correctly, cleared my …” “This isn’t about the blood bags,” my dad interrupted Caine. “It had to do with the book of the supernaturals. It was stolen”. ***** Book of the supernaturals? First the Seeker Wolves book, and now another book called The Book of the supernaturals. He stood at the center of the office, still confused with what was going on.

Author's POV Amidst Moira's charm and aura of beauty, Jacob remembered that glitter isn't always gold. He immediately turned his face away, and Morgan did the same. He looked away. Ben and Ray noticed him. "What's with that look on your face? Why do you always give her that expression? Has she done something wrong to you?" Ray asked Morgan, and Ben just glanced briefly at his two friends. "You just admitted that she's beautiful and charming." "Tsk! Not at all."

As I sat on one of the couches and started reading one of the books, I still couldn’t get those manuscripts out of my mind. He admitted that they contained secrets, and I had a feeling they would answer all the questions I had. Whatever those manuscripts contained, he didn't want anyone to see them. “I never thought I would ever get to read this book. Its existence was always just a rumor. How did you get your hands on these?” The girl who sat beside me asked him. I knew her name was Morgan. She sat in front of me in class and was always the first to raise her hand. “I have a broad range of connections around the world,” Joseph answered vaguely without looking up from a book he was reading.

Morgan sat down across from me, adjusting his jacket, his movements precise but hesitant. "So," I said after a breath, offering a lighter smile I didn’t quite feel, "what brings you here? Is it about my inheritance?" He gave a short, almost strained chuckle, but it didn’t reach his eyes. "I think it’s... more important than that," A chill ran through me. I straightened slightly, heart suddenly pounding against my ribs. "What is it...?" Morgan reached into his briefcase, pulled out a thick folder, and set it down on the edge of my desk — sliding it toward me with careful, measured hands like he was handing me a loaded weapon.