Jeffrey Dean Morgan Younger Novels & Stories

"I see nothing has changed about this pack. Still throwing blame without thought." James Morgan winced at her criticism but quickly recovered. "Mother, we've prepared your old quarters. They've been maintained exactly as you left them." "How thoughtful," Elder Morgan replied dryly. "Thirty years and nothing changed. That seems about right for this family." I stifled a smile at her sharp tongue. In my previous life, I'd never witnessed anyone speaking to James Morgan with such frank disapproval. As we approached the main house, I studied my biological parents more carefully. James Morgan walked with a slight stoop to his shoulders, as if bearing an invisible weight. His once-handsome face was

"Well, Mr. Yard, I heard that you went to zombie paradise and it was when the zombies invaded the Anchorage Base City. I had thought that you wouldn’t make it back alive." A gloated voice was heard in Lucas’s ears. Lucas strode to the source of the voice and realized it was coming from a teenager that was about 16 to 17 years old. The person was giving off a vibe of unruliness. "What did you just say, Cole Morgan?" Storm said, glaring at Cole. "Well, someone has flown into a rage out of embarrassment." Sneered the teenager whose name was Cole Morgan. Cole Morgan, was also an famous being in Anchorage college. He was one of the top three geniuses in Anchorage college.

“We are finding a new place for you to live.” Morgan looked over at me. “You need to move?” “According to Dante, yes, I do,” I chuckled. “This is fantastic!” Morgan said, bouncing up and down. “Ok, who made Morgan deliriously happy?” Paul laughed. “Wasn’t me,” Nathan smirked. “She hasn’t let me hit that yet.” “Ew, don’t be gross, Nathan,” Morgan replied. “You’re like a little brother to me.” “I’m only seven months younger than you, Morgan,” Nathan said, rolling his eyes.

Mrs. Moss looked hopeful when she saw the person coming. “Detain this woman, Morgan. Keep her in jail for the rest of her life so she can’t bring evil onto this world again.” “Calm down, Aunty,” the man said. His name was Morgan Moss, Jason’s elder cousin, the chief of the North District Police Department, the youngest chief ever. He had a stern face, tough look, tall body stature, and he was wearing a black and blue uniform with golden epaulettes that glinted under the light. Morgan and Jason looked much alike, just that Morgan was more handsome in the traditional sense.

you are thinking right, it's Morgan! Morgan is very hardworking and loyal. He is one of the best fighter's and has tge responsibility of training new recruits. He is the oldest among all of them as a 26 years old. But, he considers age as a number and try to learn from Zieve as much as he can. He has sworn by his life to protect Zieve from anything and everything, since the day he saved his life.

Blackstone Meridian. Black Crown. Morgan. It was beginning to look less like coincidence. It was beginning to look like one enormous structure. Lucas spoke quietly. “And the Morgan family?” Daniel looked at him. “The Morgan family was one of the original centers of that network.” Lucas's eyes hardened. “Was?” “Yes.” “What happened?” “David Morgan tried to leave.” Lucas froze. “My grandfather?” Daniel nodded. “He discovered that people inside the network were using Morgan money and influence for purposes he never approved.”

Morgan's voice cracked slightly. "Of course he did. He was forty-three years old. A seventeen-year-old was never going to be enough for someone like that." Anny's heart ached for her friend. "He used you and you let yourself be used. But that wasn't your fault, Morgan. You were a child."

he added pleadingly. “You’re impossible, Jace. If you have nothing to say, you can leave. You’re disturbing me, and I want to finish my work in time.” Young Morgan said, looking deep into his eyes. Young Higginson met her eyes, trying to see the sincerity in her expression, but he failed. She was stoic, and he couldn’t even guess what she was thinking.

"Hmph, still young? When will he grow up? Morgan has already started to take over the Blackstorm Group at the age of 22. He is good, but Martin is still fooling around." "Dad, after all, they have different temperaments. Morgan has a cold temper and is calmer. Martin has been lively since he was a child. Even if he stays in the office, he can't be shut down! But don't worry, with Morgan watching him, he won't do anything out of line, and... Martin is also a good boy by nature, and he will never discredit the Blackstorm family." Katie continued to comfort the old man.

The room also has two matching black velvet couches with similar button tufting on them sitting on both sides of the room with a dark espresso French coffee table directly across them both. Barely making it behind the desk, I hear someone knocking on the door. -"Come on in." I instruct before sitting down and taking a deep breath. -"Morning, boss!" Morgan says with her cheerful personality. Morgan Bates is my pack's Gamma. She is relatively young, 21 years old, to be exact. She has earned her Gamma position with hard work and dedication. Both her parents are regular members of the pack, but Morgan always stood out from the crowd. She might not have immense strength, but I tell you, this fiv