Morgan And Reid Novels & Stories

they said, “except the hunger.” Wyn had a knack for finding the places no one else saw: the rotting opera house repurposed as a granary, or the hollowed-out pump room where knife fighters settled impossible debts in a single, bright minute. It was in one of these places that Wyn found Morgan, three days after arriving, arguing with the foreman of a salvage barge. “He’s also from the House,” Wyn said later, lounging beside Carolina on a roof that reeked of kerosene and scorched feathers. “Morgan and him go back to the first riots. They tried to kill each other at least twice.”

“Where are the two Morgans?” Jace pointed toward the living room. The officers stepped inside. Morgan, still handcuffed, looked up with pure frustration and disbelief. Mo, standing beside him with two guards, with her hands still up. “Finally,” Mo said. “Can someone tell me why I am being treated like a criminal?” The police did not answer her. The older officer stepped forward, expression grave, gaze sharp. He looked between Mo and Morgan with unnerving intensity. “We received an anonymous message,” the officer said, slowly, clearly and firmly, “stating that one of you… is Aiden.”

" I want everyone to be alert and sober. Once the plan is in place we head out. I want everyone ready with a second's notice.” " Alaric and Andrew are snipers. I want them armed with the best we have. Mac and RIver are communications specialists. I want them wired. I want a truck stocked with whatever Tony says he needs. No matter the cost. We don't know what condition Merigold is in. I want to be prepared for anything. River was able to get us a blueprint of the Reapers clubhouse. When we go in I want no Reaper left standing. They fucked with this club for the last time. They took our Princess and they think they can get away with it. Time to make them pay." The club erupts in ‘Hell Yea”

Morgan had been filled with excitement all weekend about his date with a one in a million woman. In his free time away from the conference and his colleagues, he scoured the internet for good conversation starters and sought advice from his best friend Jackson. Morgan was not the best judge of character, especially when it came to women, but he was absolutely certain about his assessment this time. Today was D-Day and all the excitement had slowly been replaced by fear and anxiety. When this happened, it was only a matter of time until his mind went into overdrive. It would then generate questions he was not sure he wanted the answers to:

“Then activate the unofficial resources. I don’t care what it costs or how many laws we have to bend. By the time we’re done with Xavier Lancaster, he’s going to wish he’d never heard the name Mortaine.” “Should I tell Morana?” I scoffed at that. “No. She’s dealing with the board and Lance and reclaiming her company. She doesn’t need the distraction of knowing that her ex-husband is currently spiraling into panic.” “Dhe’s busy destroying people who underestimated her. Let her focus on that. I’ll handle the rest.” Reid left to go with the intelligence team and I stood alone in my office understanding that this had just become personal in a way that went beyond strategy.

Nelina Morris & Nigel Morris **Jupiter Morgan

the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm. The tall one- Theo, I think? - turns his attention to Reid, his mouth set in a frown. “Hey Reid, did you hear what our girls have planned for tonight?” ‘Our girls’. Something about the way that sounds makes my heart squeeze. “No?” Reid replies slowly, looking down at me and raising a brow in question. “Theo, don’t be a douche,” Quinn scolds, rolling her eyes. I recall Reid mentioning that the sister of one of the alphas was mated to another, and seeing Quinn beside Theo, the pieces to the puzzle click together, the family resemblance apparent.

REID: I’m starting to realize how much I hate paperwork. I’ve got a pile unattended to and I’m certain it will be that way until the motivation kicks in. As for the motivation, it doesn’t look like it’s going to come in anytime soon. Perhaps I should have joined the warriors to hunt down the intruder they told me about. It could have taken my mind off this tedious work. Wonder if they did catch the intruder because I haven’t heard anything from them yet since they began the hunt.

Her eyes narrowed, and her steps gradually approached the entrance. The familiar slender figure appeared amidst the men in black suits. He walked inside the hall elegantly, linking his arms with the gorgeous Sarah Morris. The exquisite beauty of Sarah Morris perfectly matched the masculinity of enticing Xander Reid. They looked like a perfect couple, made in heaven. All the people in the party hall were shocked to see Xander Reid. Their jaws almost hit the ground, and their eyeballs were ready to pop out. How could they forget this familiar face? Everyone’s mind was blank.