Khal Moro Novels & Stories

For some reason, that made me recall familiar blue eyes, glaring at me from across a table, and then staring up at me with heat and desire, as tears leaked from their sides. I cleared my throat, pushing the image aside and forced out my most charming smile as Eden turned to fully face me. “Young Master Hall.” I took his hand, bowed slightly and pressed a kiss to the back of it. He smelled like lavender and honey, unmistakably omega. “My name is Kao Mori. It is a pleasure to meet you.”

Ughhh I don’t even know anything I don’t even have a contact if any member if Sheikh villa I was seeing here and there but just not looking at him. I don't what to do now. Out if blue, he snapped his fingers in front of me. What should i do now? Idea!!! (Dimagh ki bati jali💡) "WO DEKHO MICHELE MORRONE" i said no i shouted and tried to run But he was fast enough to hold me " kidher jaana apka MICHELE apkey saamney khara hai" He said and i was shocked ( where lifeline your Michele is here)

He helped Celica up, because while screaming she collapsed in panic and he began to introduce himself to her, while also helping her to calm down: "My name is Moraz, an outsider and possessor of the Dark Elemental power, I came here on a quest and found that you are also involved in this power, please tell me. I detail." When Celica saw Moraz's gentle gaze, she felt somewhat relieved, but she still couldn't trust this man, so she slowly stepped back to avoid close contact with him, Moraz. She began to raise her haughty voice to interrogate Moraz: "What do you want from me? Do you want to kill someone who's using magic like you? Long time! Dream! I'll never tell!"

I reach out across the line, to do anything, give anything to save my father’s life and prove once and for all, that I Alice Redwater am the only real heir to my father’s pack. For this, I seek out the most powerful Lord second only to the King Malakai. Lord Khor. Stories of his horrors and cruelty were many. As were the stories of his unimaginable power. Ruthless, precise, older than the world itself, he was one of the strongest Lycans in the existence. He was also a very mysterious man, who hid his secrets well. Even through my extensive network of spies, especially those in Lycan and vampire world, I could find very little of him, except how to contact him. Even that information took huge

“It’s a top secret mission, one that is meant for a top secret agent only.” “Then you’ve got the right person,” Chloe smiled. “What do you want done, just name it.” Calistè looked around and seeing that no one was watching, she took the bars of the cell and broke it in half with one swift movement. “Didn’t know you had super human strength too,” Chloe laughed. “Many things that magic can do,” Calistè shrugged. “You might have heard about a certain Lycan warrior named Mork.” “Mork?” Chloe stared at him. “I think for sometime, he was besties with the Lycan king’s daughter or something.”

If it came down to shooting her, she wasn't entirely positive he'd pull the trigger. "Password?" Khalil asked. "19Sabbagh81." Khalil frowned at her. "My mother's maiden name and the year my parents were married. My mother's family was from Iraq." "And you came back to kill your people?" "I wanted to help make things better." Khalil sat a few feet away from her, legs crossed, laptop balanced on his thighs. "There's a file on the desktop labeled Important. Inside is a document. It's a copy of an email with a link. Click the link." She leaned her head back against the pole and shut her eyes.

Getting back her son was. Aren't you going to say something?" I demanded, wiping away a hot tear. Anything? Lilika stood and walked up to me. As she wiped away another runaway tear, she told me; "Doria, you brought this upon yourself. What am I supposed to do?" I pulled away, shocked at her statement. Yes, I knew Lilika to be a cold and calculated woman. Not a ravenous bitch who looked out for number one. My phone chimed and I chose to escape. I pushed past Lilika not minding the rough shoulder bump I gave her. I snatched the phone and looked at the caller's I.D. Katherine. I hated that bitch. But not more than I hated Nik and his mother at the moment. So without hesitation, I hit the acce

; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again. That was decades ago. In recent times, Kimora made its appearance just off the coast of the Denezel River. North-West of Maliki, a little boy was found dead, his corpse laid open outside their home,the abomination of nature. His mother who found his body fell into a coma and didn't recover. Kimora was much worse than Black Death. That teaches us that you don't fi

It was a lullaby of nothingness. "Where is he?" Ronan muttered, his voice oddly flat in the dead air. "There," Kael said, pointing. Far down the beach, a figure sat in a simple chair made of driftwood, looking out at the sea. He was tall and thin, dressed in robes the colour of the sky. His hair was long and grey. This was Morpheus, the Shaper of Dreams. The Sleeper.

[Nero Orantri Occupation: President of Noxus Corporation Mission: Find and Assassinate Nero Orantri Reward: 5,000 IW Tokens] Nero Orantri a former IW Assassin Rank One. He is rank one for nine years. Expert in 42 different languages, an expert in combat. He earned the nickname Master Tactician. He wants to start a war by forming an alliance with our enemies. I've been in this job for three years. While I'm hunting the person that marks himself as the genius at this line of work.