Morana Novels & Stories

All things I'd have been perfectly content never knowing. Once the strangers were completely mutilated beyond recognition, they were finally begging for death. Blake smiled more widely than I'd ever seen as he leaned closer to them, appearing almost euphoric in their misery. They confessed that they were from the Silver Moon Pack in Maine. They had formed an alliance as a promise for reinforcement in their own ongoing disputes. Luckily, Silver Moon Pack was a smaller pack and not a true threat to us. However, it wasn’t clear how many other packs may be forming alliances with the Bois Sombre Pack—it was likely they were not the only one.

He hugged Lee. “I’m going to miss having you around”. “Me too”. VVVVV Takashi stood opposite the club a lot of people lined up for. Jun said the mole would meet him here. “Takashi right?” a girl said appearing out of nowhere. His heart leaped out of his chest, but he kept it under control. “Who’s asking?” “Geiru” she replied. “That doesn’t help me or you”. “Mole from Red Dawn”. “Oh!”

This Mysterious figure tapped the feet of the Daemon boar and whispered, “ Horc, These are the commands your master has given to you, once you are done, you shall be free ” A red rune circle appeared on the forehead of the Horc. Horc is the name given to all Daemon boar specie. It is said that these Horcs are the weakest of the Daemon kind but with a little boost, they can surpass even a C-class five-star mage or swordsman. For someone like Amaria -who isn't a mage like Teresa and Dove nor a mana using swordsman like Elex - she wouldn't stand a chance with a Horc, boost or no boost.

Delphina said. The end of Morana's lips twitched upon hearing what Delphina said. "What? I'm very sorry. I didn't raise him that way. I really wonder who that idiotic boy takes after" Amelia soon found herself staring at Morana's eyes with the exact same color as Damian's. A forest green kind of color. "Oh no, we were surprised but we understood why they decided to hide it" Delphina answered. Morana sighed. "That stupid son of mine didn't even tell me anything. I had to find out about it on the news!" Morana said as she emphasizes the word 'had'.

"Morana, please..." "I, Morana Ambrose, accept your re-”

“Nero, what the hell is going on? What the fuck happened with Morana?” I turn to him, my expression grave. “Her wolf is cursed with a Meraloth: an ancient entity,” I manage to say, my voice breaking as the implications of what I’ve just learned start to sink in. “Once every five years it feeds on memories, and somehow, it’s inside Morana. We need to find her, help her, because right now, she’s as much a victim of this creature as Camellia and Osiris.” Orion stares at me, horror dawning on his face as he grasps the magnitude of what I’m telling him. “How do you know all this?”

It was rumoured that she is the only one whom Blair recognizes aside from Foire, and it seems like rumours are real, she indeed bowed when Morana came in the room. Morana is a unique necromancer as well, she brings death spirits with her, as well as the cold breeze of the wind. She is likely the second most powerful necromancer, next to Azazel. Many supernatural inside the border respects her, not only because of her breathtaking beauty but because her consults were always on point. She is not part of the thirteen crowns, however, she holds a great impact on them, aside from Illac. "You are here," Foire said. He stood up from hi

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

he continued with a gentle tone and slight bow. I sat at the edge of my bed and rested my hand on my knees. He wasn't wrong, it was his job to support and advice me. Feeling frustrated about his take on Lena felt somewhat selfish but he couldn't understand what I was feeling inside, what I wanted them to see even if they were going to stand against it. “She comes from a pack we've been fighting for generations. Alpha Dominic is literally the alpha of her pack. You know how crooked he is, he hates you”

“Who presents this newest member to the pack?” Richard asked as he stood on the dais. The pack members were all seated at the tables and I stood next to Kiran. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack,” he answered. “Present your member to the pack,” Richard said to him. “I present Levi Montgomery Sinclair, son of Georgina Sinclair, taken at the age of two and raised human and unaware, born of the Southern Alaskan pack under Female Alpha Georgina Sinclair,” Kiran said.