Michael Morbius Novels & Stories

" Michael snorted at the guy’s words. The stranger really did talk way too much. Mike turned towards the werewolf and gave him a more serious look. The wolf wasn’t much younger than what Michael had initially thought. The guy was perhaps around twenty-two or three, slim and blond. Michael could see the tattoos peeking from above the rim of his band t-shirt. He had a piercing on his nose and Michael wondered whether that was some new trend. He didn’t know many guys who had their noses pierced, although he’d pretty much seen all other parts of guys and women and overall everything else being decorated.

The venomous voice had him flinching, he nearly shivered as his eyes met hers, the darkest shade of purple, staring at her, he could barely feel any humanity in her, it was like she gave up to her wolf side. She tilted her head, still in her current position. "Don't tell you aren't having fun, he's gone, isn't he. You should be celebrating" then, she slowly stood and walked closer to the bars, her fingers went around the bars, a smile on her lips, it was far more sinister than the smile he usually saw on Caesar's face. Errol was suddenly alarmed, he immediately placed his two fingers on her forehead and drew a weird symbol that vanished into her skin.

"Food will be here any time now" "They will starve us until we swore allegiance to them" Daren said. He is a unique Badblood; he will become what he touched. If he touched a rock, his body will turn to rock. Though Mira didn't saw him transform into one, just thinking of it gave her chills. Daren on the other hand has very manly features: hard muscles, a clean cut hair, a beard, and a strong black eyes. His lips is tiny and his nose is extremely long but in a handsome way.

I guess we find each other fucking annoying. "Are you listening to what I've been saying, Michael? I'm a vampire, I'm immortal which means you can't kill me." Fabian said to me and I just take a deep breath thinking deeply about his claims. Is he really immortal? Well, there's only one way to find out. I tightened my grip on the carving knife and without having second thoughts, I quickly stabbed him in his heart. I plunged the carving knife so deep into his chest causing Fabian to curse the hell out of me in immense pain.

"You will be punished for it. " Suddenly he froze. Fragrance.... The scent of blood hit his nostrils. He saw Tashfa lying face down. Why was he seizing himself? Why was he testing himself? He could irrigate himself from her blood but there was something that was stopping him. "Zami" he muttered as he walked away and immediately Zami appeared. He was at his service. "Get her out of here, No harm to her" He stopped talking. Zami's changing color and tightly pursed lips was a sign that he was barely in control.

“Yield or die!” His body shimmered, morphing back into his human form. “I will never yield!” “Then you’ll die!” I had both hands around his throat, ready to twist his head off with my bare hands when I remembered that Magenta had slipped something into my pocket. Although I had shredded my clothes, I looked in the remnants and a silver wristband was lying nearby. “No!” Darius yelled as I slapped it onto his wrist, preventing him from morphing again. “Guards, take him to the dungeon!” I stood as several of my guards grabbed his arms. “Darius, you will stand trial for your crimes against Brenna’s Pack, my father’s death, and hard telling how many other Packs you attacked!”

“Well Sachi told me you’re no fraud, but just know I’ll want a demonstration later on” He nodded his head. “Good” and she stood up. Takashi’s eyes went wide, but he was subtle. No one seemed to notice, but Geiru was giving him a dirty look, and he could feel the anger radiating off her. But it wasn’t his fault. When the woman was just… “I’m Megumi Hirose leader of Phantom” she said rounding the table and in her hand was a gun. “What’s your name?” “Geiru”.

We can go get our people. “Something you want to add, Maxy” I say with sarcasm. “The stupid rat bastard” He says as his eyes flash. “He is a dragon by the name of Morbius. He works as one of the lackies inside of the facility. Its who I got the first coordinates from a few days ago. I already have a team assembled. With your permission first” He rushes to add.

I was told he specializes in the use of knives and daggers and was more deadly than a raging bull. He had no tattoos on his body and he always had a mean look on his hardened face. Real name, Jack Lansing.Storm, the big brains, the hacker. Real name,Michael Angelo. Not all that tall,5ft 9,with thick black short hair,styled in a Mohawk.

- Maurício was still looking at us, and he had a not very good face. "I know that you two were practically raised together, and that's an easy answer, I know that." - Molotov, Mauricio and Roberto had secrets from each other, and this they could not deny. - "I want you to tell me who Émie was and what she did to leave these traumas in Maurício. Are the nightmares because of her? What was she or what is she?" - Mauricio's nightmares were one of the things that affected me the most, he always lost control when they happened and sometimes I got hurt on those nights.