Luke Morrow Novels & Stories

“Come on, let’s get going.” “Luke, do you know a Jordan?” Luke went still and turned back to us slowly. “Jordan?” I nodded. “Tall. Dark hair? Brown eyes. Pretty friendly and laid back?” His lips twitched. “Jordan… died several years ago.” My eyes widened. “Wh-What? But we—” I looked at Duke who looked solemn. “He’s… in the in-between?” “Another victim of the Moon Goddess,” Luke said. “Don’t worry about it. He’s… mostly happy. He always wanted to attend Hecate. I think he’ll pass on soon.”

CHAPTER 3 “He doesn’t like to be late, young mistress.” Irene said out of breath as she pushed the door open. Luke was already there. With his back to us, he stood before a twenty-foot mural of a massacred village with a towering werewolf standing on a heap of human skulls. His silhouette was still, unflinching and mysterious. He had a glass of whiskey in his hand. He was six-foot-five of devastating charm wrapped in shadow, his jet-black hair tousled like it forgot to behave, carelessly enough to look like a hot mess. His lips too perfect to mean anything true.

I shook as I stood in the middle of the bedroom wondering what I would do. There was no time to put on makeup to hide how much Mother had punctured my flesh with her long nails. Or the handprint from where Father grabbed me roughly. I wished more than anything that I had covered up the marks first thing when I arrived home. Instead, I’d wallowed in my sadness–something that was getting me in trouble already. “You’re not naked,” Nikolas said from the door. He still had his gun in his hands and that dangerous look in his eyes.

I tell Zander. Zander pauses and looks at me. Yeah he and I don’t see eye to eye. We never have, even as kids. Zander is actually age wise between me and Ken, but we are not close. “Lawson Alpha, Collins Beta, the new Black Hills Pack of South Dakota, USA?” Zander says looking at Luke. Luke, Prince Luke Cameron, Heir to the Lycan King. “As the goddess made it,” Luke says downing another glass. Athena-Ready to tell them?

“Amanda, I didn’t have time to warn you, but Andrés’s son is here, and he wants to fight for what’s rightfully his.” “Who is this upstart? He wants to take what’s mine? Tell me where to find him right now because I’ll let him know that no one messes with Amanda Grayson.” “Mr. Luke is older than you, Amanda. He’s twenty-eight, and he’s no upstart. I did some research, and he has many businesses in the United States; he’s just as rich as you are.” “Well, I don’t care... This Mr. Luke is going to hear from me,” I hung up immediately. “Where can I find Mr. Luke?” I asked the three men who couldn’t stop looking at me with desire-filled eyes.

." "That would be nice." He grinned. "Alright. Uh…my name is Luke. I recently moved here in the city…" "As a what?" I chipped in, eaten up by my pent-up curiosity. "What do you mean?" "Uh, well, most people here are either students, outcasts, or breadwinners trying to work and send cash home." A jolt of pain flashed in his eyes. I wasn't sure which one of what I said caused it. But I immediately regretted speaking too much. When did I become so loquacious? "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to be so direct—" I'm just too curious. His interference in my life has been a bit eerie. Or a lot. And it made me too curious about him. To know who he was and why he seemed interested in me. "No. It

Lily barely whispered while keeping her hand on her chest dramatically. “Same here. I mean, come on, brother. Just admit your feelings already” whispered Alice back in a dramatic tone. This time, Liam also noticed something was strange between them but being his understanding self, he didn’t them. But not everyone was as understanding as him, were they? “Can someone tell me who is this guy and what is going on exactly?” asked Sky in an utterly annoyed tone. “Luke Smith from Moonshine” said Elena plainly while leaving his hands. “Excuse me, Miss. Swan? There should be an Alpha in that sentence somewhere” said Luke narrowing his eyes on Elena, then his eyes fell on his hand.

“So now you’re a vampire?” “No…” He made a disgusted face as I forced him to eat sour heads. Oh God, were vampires real too? “Don’t compare me to those leeches. Normal werewolves age, but we are mixed with Lycan blood. They don’t age.” He smiled. “Hence Dane looks like a young hunk.” He laughed. I threw my hands in the air. “You know what… I don’t give two fucks what you are. Just leave me the hell alone and tell me where Kara is!” I demanded, trying to walk past.

he says, making Luke smile as he grabs the tablet and fills in the list. "Here you go," Luke says handing him back the tablet. The guard looks over it and his eyes widen in surprise. "Wait, Marissa Shepherd... I know a Marissa Shepherd. She was from our neighboring pack, The Blue Lotus." he says smiling. "Oh. Yes, she's with us. She's part of our pack now." Luke says proudly.

He saw her earlier with Mrs Morgan but didn't know what they were discussing and he wasn't suspicious as well since they were like mother and daughter. Mrs Morgan was one of the trusted security agents and she was the oldest in the house. But now, he believed her disappearance had everything to do with her. Anthony stepped out of the room and shut the door. After searching everywhere including where he searched before, he made up his mind to question Mrs Morgan. ********** Trevor stuttered and a wide grin was plastered on his face as he lay sprawled on the floor with 10 bottles of bourbon and whiskey beside him. He was wasted no doubt, but he liked it. At least, he wasn't having the thought