Little Misfortune Morgo Novels & Stories

I turned the car toward the address he sent. I stopped my car upon arriving. The place was a simple garage tucked in a quiet neighborhood, with tools scattered everywhere. A young guy, barely out of his teens, sat next to a laptop. He looked up when I walked in. “Miss Mia!” he said, and I nodded. He didn’t waste time; he turned the screen toward me and pressed play. The footage rolled, playing everything from that night. I couldn’t help but grin, wide with anger and delight. It was... perfect, clear as day.

Everywhere we went, it seemed, he could recall a shooting or a murder that had taken place there. One day we went to see a friend of his on the south side, an old-timer named Magoo, who’d lost his wife to cancer and his son to a drive-by. This was deep on the edge of town, a mile farther and you’re in the fields. The young woman who answered the door eyed us suspiciously and then told us Magoo wasn’t home. “We’ll come back in a half hour,” Rocky told her. She nodded. But when we returned, the house was empty and shuttered, and the cars that had been parked out front had vanished. Including Magoo’s. We spooked them, Rocky told me. “I should’ve introduced myself. She didn’t know who I was.”

William answered, taking a seat beside her on the porch swing. “Merry-go round,” she said. “What?” “Nothing,” Reign answered, smiling. “Let’s go in. The weather is changing again,” William stated, opening the door for her. The day was long and everyone grew bored and decided to find a show which had five or more series to it. They spent most of their time searching until they came across ‘Grimm’ and from it started, all eyes were glued to the television. They were going on episode seven when the doorbell rang. William glanced at his watch wondering who it could be at this hour, it was ten minutes to nine. He got up, lazily mumbling, he made his way to the door when he saw them coming in.

“Let’s surprise him with your voice, Nina.” “Err…sure.” It is in loud speaker when he accepts the call. “Clarence, here’s a fuckin’ hiccup which is why I ask you to leave the apartment now.” “What’s up, Mr. Kim? Anything wrong with “Patient Zero”?” He grins while glancing at me. “Enough with your wisecracks, Clarence. Roacher and I have lost Gene.” “WHAT?!” I exclaim, jolt from another surprise of today.

Those people you 'busted'—the so-called people pretending to be wealthy heirs—merely wanted to take some photos they liked and, unable to afford the real items, bought a few knockoff watches. "You say they were pretending so they could lure wealthy women, but what you didn't know was that they'd skipped buying the watch and were living frugally so they could donate the money to charity. "Because your heart is filled with malice, you view others through that same malicious lens." Not long after Tyson was locked up, Solana reappeared. After a week of torture, there wasn't a single part of her body that was unharmed. She had even been electrocuted until she lost control of her bladder.

I had never imagined that the man who had once put my wishes above everything, who had once taken on his entire family for me over the smallest slight—could become this. I twisted out of his grip, took the documents back, didn't look at him once, and walked out. It enraged him. Behind me I heard him roar, and then the crash of glass shattering against the wall. He would never know—what he had just smashed was the last fortune he would ever own. Everything he was so proud of, would soon be dust. I walked out the hospital doors. The London evening wind hit my face. The papers in my hand curled at the corners.

who existed only to clean up his messes. The internet was on fire. [Blood-sucking animal who built his fortune on corpses.] [Launch a full investigation now. Throw Jasper in prison.] [The original wife is tragic. She was a top graduate and an executive back then. Look what this scumbag gaslit her into.] [I feel bad for the wife. Lock the cheater and mistress together and stop them from ruining anyone else.] Kimberly clutched her slightly rounded stomach. Her face had gone pale as she looked at him.

Levi was gifted like that, he could get in anywhere, and you never heard him coming. “I’ll be back in a bit. I know you’re going to need some Scotch for tonight’s bullshit meeting,” Levi said, and walked out again. Malachi smiled, and shook his head. Levi was right though. Malachi walked to the living room, planning on getting himself a drink, when he spied the man standing with his back toward him. The stranger was gazing out of the window. He had light brown hair and stood about 6’2” tall.. The stranger turned around, and Malachi noticed the fern like marks on his left arm. It started at his wrist and went all the way up to his neck. “Malachi Sinclair.”

" Nicole was even more shocked at the appearance of her trusted employee. She became thinner and black and blue bruises are visible in some parts of her body. Earlier Morgana aka Geena had lost all her hope to be free from her situation. She felt the light of her life is slowly extinguishing. She had again been tortured to submission but just as always, she is holding on to her decision to keep the passcode a secret just praying that it will be discovered by the rightful people, should she wouldn't have the chance to do so.

Similarly, Morgan could be merciless when she exacted revenge. Without a doubt, Bennett knew Morgan was about to teach Hilda and her family a lesson. Moments later, he overheard the sounds of dry heaving. His phone rang at that moment. The caller greeted him, "Hey, Bennett." He questioned, "Where are you?" … Twenty minutes later, Bennett located the abandoned construction site. He immediately witnessed someone forcing Hilda's mouth open and stuffing something into it while another filmed the incident. Morgan, clad in black, folded her arms and stood at the side with a cool and regal air befitting her social standing.