Morgan Avery Novels & Stories

Avery's heartbroken voice rang in his head. "Riley isn't an orphan, she's Madison's daughter from another man." "You've been played all these years by her and her daughter like an idiot!" "My mother died because of you!" He didn't want to believe that. He thought Avery might be lying just to get a reaction from him but after watching that footage, the clothes she wore... he remembered it all too clearly!! Even though it's been so long, he still remembered how she looked the last day he saw her. She was to go get a surprise for him so she left the house alone.

Avery sits on the edge of the bed in her healer uniform, her starched apron a pearly shade of white. Avery is my oldest friend, other than Evander. I met her in kindergarten, and we grew up together, but our training went in totally different directions. She’s a surgical healer, a highly specialized trade that uses an even more specialized kind of magic, and she knows very little about babies. She smoothes a rogue lock of red hair away from her face and watches me as I flutter around the room, pulling out fresh clothes and an apron from my closet to get ready for another day of healing downstairs.

Downstairs, as soon as Tory hit the ground floor, one of the security personnel approached her. ‘Hi, Tory! Would you mind if we talked?’ She gasped when she recognized who it was. ‘Drew?’ ‘I was there when you told everyone what happened to Max,’ Andrew Morgan whispered as he looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to them. ‘Why should I talk to you? You've ignored me all these years. What is the urgency now?’ ‘I didn’t know Max was our Avery. Please, can we talk somewhere private?’

That's why you asked me for help. Avery's expression became even darker when he saw through her intentions. She yelled, "Finn Morrison!" Finn smiled and raised his wine glass. Avery could only see a pair of sapphire eyes that were different from Kirk's, moving slightly under the mask. "Actually, why bother with this?" he said, his voice tinged with sadness. "As long as you're willing to be with me, I can make you the richest woman possible." "You?" Avery mocked, "Sorry, I'm not interested in freaks!"

it better be a call to inform me that Avery's been found. "Aiden, to the entrance of the morgue,now!” Morgue? Why morgue? A lot raced through my mind as I hurried towards the Morgue. Truth is, I was still mad at Avery for smiling so sweetly at Jayden. She hasn't smiled that sweetly at me. I did have plans to make a learn never to do that ever again but she had to be alright and well. She has to be alive.

She braced herself for the scent of a new scandal. Harper didn't wait; she pressed a glowing obsidian slate into Avery's hands. As the images flickered to life, Avery felt the tension in her shoulders snap. It wasn't a condemnation. The photos Molly Evans had captured—the ones where Avery looked like a Lunar Goddess draped in ancient, starlit pelts—had become a viral sensation across the territory. Molly had kept the name hidden, but the recent Simpson exhibition had allowed the pack’s keenest trackers to put a scent to the face.

Axel's pov I was standing in front of the pack, everyone was on their knees, even the woman and children, it didn't take much to round them all up after Mark gave the go ahead. All you could hear was whimpers and soft cries coming from the kids and their mothers, I felt a little bad for them, they were innocent in all of this. The unmated females was looking at me and Owen with pure lust in their eyes, I couldn't believe the nerve they had after being captured by us, you would think this situation would make them a little less of sluts, but I guess I was wrong, it seems that they didn't care in what type of situation they were in, they only thought about fucking and being fucked. We decided

CHAPTER FIVE Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr! That was the alarm clock. Ava reached for it blindly and punched it off. She pulled the duvet past her stomach as she sat up and wiped her eyes sore. She walked into the toilet where she urinated, washed her face, and came out again. The alarm clock which was in the drawer close to her bed gave her a beautiful memory. The alarm clock was her twenty-sixth birthday gift. It reminded her of her mom’s elder sister; Aunt Caroline, her favorite relative. She remembered how she had left her home in Puerto Rico and traveled down just to see her after she had been admitted to the hospital. Aunt Caroline had never left her side until the last day she was discharged. They

help her pick out a dress for her Beta ceremony because there was no way that she would be wearing the hideous thing that my Mom had worn for hers. Needless to say, it did not end well for Avery. She ended up lying on the ground outside the store knocked out cold. And it wasn’t even my Mom or Kelly that did it. It was Molly. That girl is getting scary. From what we were told by witnesses Avery went into her rant, but it was when she started bad-mouthing Meg to Kelly’s face, something about Meg finally being in a place that she useful. Molly had come storming out of the back room of the shop where she has been working part-time. Grab Avery by the hair and dragged her into the street. Some of

Ava replied with a sense of humor. "It sounds like you're calling me a jinx." Morgan suddenly found herself intrigued by the way Ava thought. "I find you quite interesting. I'm starting to like you more and more." The next day, Derek appeared again at the entrance of BM Group. Morgan entered the company through the basement to avoid seeing him. On the third day, Derek directly entered the company. Morgan got furious. She pulled out the knife she always carried and shouted in the crowded lobby, "Fine, I'm not gonna take your life. Since you say you love me, chop off a finger to show how deep your love is for me.