Michael Morbius Novels & Stories

He had a very dark expression on his face. He walked closer to me, examining my bruised face and swollen lips. No one had given me medicine and my wounds were still fresh. I forced down the lump when he quietly stepped towards me. He was not the same man I had slept with many nights. He was the boss of the mafia. He was a murderer. He was back to the same monster. His eyes were telling me everything. It was difficult to ignore the scorching hatred in his eyes toward me.

“When Alice had all her lies about you falling into place, when you were fed up with the way people treated you and were ready to have someone on your side. I had to make sure you would believe me before I told you.” “You’re serious.” I study his face, but it’s unreadable. “Right.” I shake my head. “I’m not in the mood for jokes.” “I’m not making a joke.” He turns to me, and the moonlight is bright enough to see his eyes. There’s no laughter in them. No humor, no playfulness. They’re red. My breath stops short. "Oh my God," I breathe. "You know that you're not human. Humans don't have the kind of strength you do. And now you know that I'm not human either."

Frank was not aware that Yohan had just placed him on his wanted list or that two godforce-wielding assassins were coming to Draconia to investigate Mobius' death. He was in Silverbell's room, explaining what he had found out about Mobius. "That's all I can say." Frank shrugged, frowning. "I suspect that the heretical geomancer you're looking for is Mobius. You said that the victims were devoured from the inside by colonies of insects? It's exactly how his poison gas works."

He wanted to be above it all the time, the one that people looked up to. I bit my lip and sucked my tongue. It’s a habit that I can’t stop. I just naturally do it when I am annoyed, agitated, or infuriated. "You know what, Aregolli, you should stop calling me Mau. I’m not your screen partner anymore. I don’t see any reason for you to continue calling me that way. And I was umbrage because they took it all the time." Mau is the name of my character in our first film. And yes, we did a lot. For a year of being an on-screen partner, we rose to fame as people loved to see our tandem.

Dean nodded and took his hand firmly before they walked back into the room. "So father," Sam voice took on a deadly tone as he began circling their victim, "we have some questions for you," Of everyone they tortured, Dean father held out for the longest, but eventually, like the other, he gave in. They found that there was, in fact, someone above him in the Circle, one Roman Frea. He was incredibly elusive, but they had plenty of time to track him down. With their one question answered, Sam made sure to remove his blindfold before he stared him in the eye and shot him in the head.

Always, Fen. I put my hand on the mouse. The override button was right there. Thirty seconds, like he said. I didn't move.