Morgan Fate Novels & Stories

“A fated mate is supposed to be everything. The other half of your soul. But when she died, he just… moved on. Like she was nothing. Like I was nothing.” I didn’t know what to say. The pain in his voice was real – I could feel it. “Is she Morgan’s mother as well?” I asked quietly. He laughed, but there was no humor in it. “She has a different mother, of course. Her mother was a fox. Not his fated mate, just… someone he used. He kept her around for years, let Morgan believe they were a family. And then one day, when Morgan was… old enough, he decided she was no longer useful.” He met my eyes. “He killed her. Right in front of Morgan. Made her watch.”

I smiled at her and said her name and how convenient. "Dear, meet Mortas, the CEO of Relruz. He's considering whether or not he's going to advertise with my agency. I was shocked that he was here with his elderly father," she said smoothly, ignoring my ribbings. I grinned slightly and shook the man's hand who introduced himself as Jim Forrester and insisted that I call him just Jim. He reeked of good intentions and I felt even more obligated about letting Grace go to have her happiness.

Morgan's face looked strained, he was trying to control himself. He stood up in front of me, lowering his gaze at Marcy, and then I heard it: his sad voice whispered, “Mate.” His eyes were tear-filled, and I felt sorry for the guy who, at such a young age, lost his first mate to a rogue attack, and now the goddess is granting him a second chance. Marcy moved away from me and stared straight into Morgan's eyes. “Mate”

They would have killed him but a man in his mid forties saved him and took him in. He took care of him. He made sure Mile regained all his strength. He trained him to be strong. He taught him to fight. And only then Mile got to know that the man belongs to the Mafia. The dark side of the world. Mile could leave it if he wanted to. But he didn’t. Power.... Money.. What else one needs? He got everything after that kind man died. He gave everything to Mile. And since then his men were loyal to Mile. He met Natt during an exhibition for the business market. He was taking chances to expand his business of fruits and vegetables import export. But lost his heart.

Evelyn said. Morgana made a creepy smile and turned to Evelyn. "Not anymore, Nicklaus cold-hearted self is because of his supernatural powers and when those powers were taken". "He's a mortal who may now care for people". Evelyn said. "Exactly, that's the reason I haven't killed you ever since am fighting my mortal self from caring for people, more reason I kill those men to reassure my self, I'm still cold-hearted". Morgana said and Evelyn swallowed the saliva in her mouth.

she complained to them crying. "Okay Mrs. Tomorrow we will also go to that Doctor to talk about your missing child!" Its answer to the woman. "All right, I'll wait for your good news sir!" It tells them. Margo is cooking a dish for Daniel's breakfast. She was also preparing to enter the Morgue when the missing bodies were found and returned to their families. She has a lot to fix. To this day, her father does not return home. Even call it doesn't. She took a deep breath. She turned off the stove when she heard a knock on the door. She went to it immediately to open it.

His voice. “…And what does that have to do with me?” Drogo’s voice echoes faintly, cold and deep. “It has everything to do with you,” Morgan says, her tone sharp. “She is fading.” My fist freezes midair from knocking. “…Her wolf’s absence is tearing her apart. If it remains sealed and nothing is done…” “She dies,” he cuts in. “I heard you the first time, Morgan, but I am still wondering why that has to do with me. It is her fate. Let her face it.”

The good part was that he died a horrible death, but he would have loved to be there to see his pathetic face. He got up and looked at the other side of the bed. Shelby was still sleeping, so he decided to go to the kitchen and get some water. To his shock, he found his mother staring at the wall, deep in thought. "Mon, what's going on?" "Did Angel tell you about applying to universities in the USA or that Marcus was dead?" Frank hesitated a bit. "I will only warn you once; you have Charlotte now; think about that cute baby before you make a grave mistake from which no one will get you out," she warned.

She has a death tag too like mine. “No,” I whispered when I saw my best friend lying dead. There’s a possibility that my mom is not joking with me but I still need to find Jayvee to witness it with my own eyes. I need to see him before believing that he is really gone. I keep on walking while my mom keeps on following me. With the blanket that is covering my body. I don’t care as long as I will find Jayvee and see with my bare naked eyes that he is already dead. Otherwise, I will not believe what my mom told me. People inside the morgue are looking at me and they start murmuring. I know they are surprised because I came back from death like Lazarus and now I am walking in front of them but t

Warning⚠⚠: this chapter is a bit emotional My mom has been behaving very strange lately, receiving strange calls and crying after receiving those calls. I have tried asking her what it was but as usual, she doesn't open up. "mom I am fade up with all these shit, can you stop crying and tell me what the hell is wrong with you" I said "language", she said Oops!! even in a bad condition she still care about my language. so funny I said sarcastically