Michael Morbius Novels & Stories

Michael said crawling on the floor and shouting in pain then he suddenly brought out a gun and pointed at Metatron “Some of you humans are horrible” he said You are so fucking dead ” Michael saidgripping the gun tight, he pulled the trigger but nothing happened to his surprise, he tried again but nothing “I hate to break the rules butwhat I can’t take is threat from anymortal… you are just little mortal man” he said “I’ll fucking kill you” Michael said trying to getting up butMetatron grabbed him by the neck and smashed his head on a mirror, breaking the mirror to pieces and knocking him out instantly. Metatronstared at him then walked out of the Men’s room and back to the cinema

I felt my shoulder and frowned as the memory of that stinging sensation as it flooded my mind. "What do you remember?" The Alpha demanded to know. "I was running and then I met someone and someone or something stabbed my shoulder. " I gasped remembering it all so clearly now. The Alpha nodded a flicker of anger crossed his face as he turned to the window obviously not wanting to recall it. "A rogue. A strange one we think was a spy of some sort. " He said. "A spy but why?" He turned back to face me and shook his head. He sat on the edge of the bed taking my hands into his.

He teased, boring his sight through his alluring purple irises, his crescent-of-moon eyebrows were thin and narrow, he carried a high-handed nose well and his angular cheekbones carved down towards a flinty jaw, bulky in nature he possessed a manly Samson physique, His voice was deep and husky possessing a dominant tone able to subdue anyone to submission, he was dressed in a long red coat, which made him appear younger than his years, he was over four thousand years old yet his appearance looked to be one in his mid-thirties. "Tsk, I'll deal with you later, my business is with the boy over there," she said pointing to Leon, "So get the hell out of here and wait for me like a good little dog

I stood up and showed her the locket which she marvelled at before ordering us to the kitchen for breakfast, seating Morpheus between Nik and myself on purpose. “What business are you in?” I heard Nik ask, clearly starting up the interrogation once again. Mama glared at him from across the table but Nik didn’t take any notice of her, staring at Morpheus expectantly. I wanted to hit my brother so badly that my hands started to itch. “I used to be a psychologist specialising in dreams.” Morpheus began. “Unfortunately, I landed up in a coma and I’m unable to resume my work in that field because there are still lapses in my memory.”

“For how strong you are. For how you brought Mia back to us.” We were drying off and getting ready for bed when my phone lit up with a video call from an unknown number. I answered it hesitantly and Elena’s face appeared on the screen. “Hello Liana,” she said with a cruel smile. “I have something you might want to see.” The camera panned to show Marcus tied to a chair, beaten and bloody. He looked up at the camera with fear in his eyes. “Liana,” he rasped. “Do not come. It is a trap.”

She licked the blood on the dagger, looking at Mathias with pure insanity. "You should pay, Mathias. And this is the time, I shall seek for it." Morrigan reached for a pillow near Mathias. Mathias repeatedly shook his head as he felt helpless with the strong dosage of a narcotic substance flowing in his system he could not lift a finger nor finding a chance to fight and defend himself. Morrigan covered his head with the pillow, restraining and suffocating him. He tried to scream but the pillow muffled all of it, drowning him from his screams. He struggled by trying to kick Morrigan from her position but she remained unfazed, her arms getting stronger, further suffocating him. Her horrifying

He looked at the Elite, wondering how to make his presence known. While he internally debated, a part of his mind brought up a question he had been thinking about for the last several days. Partials and Techs can normally be spotted by the metal all over their bodies. From armor covering non replaceable vulnerable parts to entire limbs having been replaced. The Partials of Squad Alpha, however, show no signs of Techmorphasis. And while it is possible for their internal organs to have been replaced first, a whole squad is never made out of those who only got their insiders replaced. So his question is ‘what part of them is not human?’.

I hung up. I rested my chin over my knuckles, casually staring at the nothingness in front of me as if it was a very normal thing to do. It's impossible for me to acquire that virus. There's no way I'm going to interact with anyone, especially now that there's a very reasonable excuse not to. Suddenly, a black and purple blur crossed my vision. I whipped my head to the side, following its trajectory. It was a butterfly.

To sigh. " Finish her." With this being said, he turns around to leave when I scream from behind. Clenching my fists. " W...ho...a..re you!" The man's back stiffens and that's when he runs his fingers through his hair. To let the hood drop. “ Cerberus… they call me Cerberus . The barrier between life and death. And also the loyal servant of her, my Queen. Heratte…” “ The Goddess of Darkness.”

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; 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.