Morgan Fate Novels & Stories

My boss took me to a magnificent mansion. His father's friend is celebrating his birthday party in here. I'm wearing a short, black, sleeveless dress. This dress is so pretty, I love it so much. Carson has told me that my boss's father died 3 years ago in a plane crash. When I asked about my boss's mother, he said nothing and just tried to smile at me. I could see in his sad eyes that he was hiding something from me.

Her power—her corruption—was snuffed out. No," Vera cut in, moving away from Emereah's side. "We hoped she was dead. But darkness that old does not go quietly into the night. We found evidence at the Temple of Forgotten Fire. Her presence still exists—and it is gaining strength. Vladimir, seated at Emereah’s right, leaned forward, voice low and controlled but filled with fire. “We’re not here to debate the truth. We’re here because we’ve seen it with our own eyes. Morgane is gathering strength again, and this time… she will come for everything.”

He disclosed to Morgan that he won't survive, because he's been taking in excess resin medicine, which slowly shut off all his organs and would lead to his death sooner or later. Morgan didn't dare to believe his father was dead, his expression was unfazed and his demeanor cold as he walked into the ward. He slowly pulled down the white linen that was used to cover his face, after watching him fkra while, he closed it back. He turned around to see Olivia's tear stained face, her eyes red and puffy and her expression pale. It was the second time she saw the corps of someone she cared about. She clutched her chest, crying in a muffled voice. Veins popped out of Morgan's head, he clenched his j

“No I don’t like this place, if people stay here for a long time they will die” "Who told you that?" He asked "Yesterday my friend Farouk died, that’s why I told you to get used to not seeing me in the morning" "Who told you about Farouk’s death?" He asked "I saw the ward boys taking his body yesterday. Will I ever go back home?” "Don’t worry, nothing will happen to you, you will come back home soon" His eyes were already full of tears, he didn’t want to lose him, he is all he has.

He fell to the ground with a smile on his face. It was an honor for him to die for the Empress. "Forsythe!" Morticia could not help but scream when she saw that. She rushed over to hug Forsythe. "You... You idiot, why didn't you leave? Why did you come to save me?" Her tone was accusatory, but her eyes were filled with tears as she said it. Why was Forsythe such a moron? He was aware that he would die, but he still rushed forward. Forsythe completely forgot about the pain on his body as he felt Morticia's sadness. He said weakly, "I have done bad things to you in the past, and I deserve to die. I hope that by doing so, I can atone for my sin.

I'm sorry. Deep inside, Morgan is unreconciled for dying without finishing his duty as a son and as a brother. The feeling of this kind of failure is utterly awful, clawing his heart in upteenth times. The pain churns his stomach even worse. Suddenly, he realises that something is wrong. The sound of sucking has stopped, but still, the pain doesn't punch in. Instead, he senses that someone is coldly staring at him. 'What's going on?' He asked himself. 'Did I die in a split second, that is why I didn't feel the pain?'

Margot was still in a state of grief and wasn't able to pull herself together just yet. Curtis simply picked her up around the waist. After respectfully nodding toward the tombstones of the Morris family, he carried her away. Calvin didn't follow along, but instead he spoke to the tombstone, saying, "Mom, Dad, look, Margot is back. I'll make sure the elders add her to the Morris family registry. Now you can rest in peace." After speaking, he bowed deeply, turned around, and left with the others. Not far from the chapel, Margot finally managed to control her emotions and quickly signaled to Curtis.

My eyes are drawn to the large flat stone which marks the grave of Rosebelle. The door opens and Morgan steps out to welcome us. Her eyes follow my line of sight to where Rosebelle lies and she bites her lips. I feel the urge to comfort her or say something meaningful but what do you say to someone who had to kill her own sister because of how evil she was? So I say nothing. “When someone dies we don’t only mourn the person they were, we also mourn the person we wanted them to be,” Morgan whispers, as a tear trickles down her cheek.

He's dead. "Colfre?" Morrigan's voice came out of her in a squeak as she realized that the man she was expecting to come back to her was nothing but a cold body. That he will come back to her nothing but a corpse that she will offer an honorary burial. Her sobs slowly rise to her throat as tears streamed down her face unceasingly. Touching the face of the man she loves, looking at his beautiful yet lifeless eyes. "You promised me... You promised me that you will come back to me. Colfre... Why?" Her voice croaks as she combed his hair with her fingers. "Colfre..." She calls him but there was no reply. She hates death the most, she hates how it takes everything away from her. She hates how it

Gosh I almost lost it back there, Nora is so annoying! Mom words popped up on my head. •Be careful Zara. Do not get into trouble• I sighed and bit my lower lip, I was about to twist the door knob and leave when I heard footsteps. I turned gently to see the blue haired cutie stepping out from a door. The upper buttons of his shirt are opened, showing his chest. Waiting a sec......what was he doing here?. This is a female restroom. As soon as I thought of that, the sassy queen bee stepped out of the same door Negan came out from.