Morgana Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Mario runs inside the house. "Hey, be careful!" Morgan warns. After a few seconds, Mario returns with a phone in his hand. "Look. This is Dr Simon Hawk." "It's him?" "Yes. He is known as a Miracle doctor. So young and handsome. Isn't he amazing?" "Yes. Amazing." Morgan grins stiffly. "Morgan, you know him, right?" Mrs Heirden asks. Morgan sits on the wooden old bench and sighs. "Yeah. He is Samantha's closest friend."

Her nervous face seemed relieved. After seeing it, I started eating again. While chewing the juicy steak in my mouth, I suddenly remembered the girl with a mask. The one and only Magda. I stopped eating and leaned my back on my seat. I remembered that Magda is living in the village where Angela lives. The village is small so it's possible she knew the mystery woman. "Angela..." I called out. She looked at me and stopped eating. "Yes, Clark?" she asked. I took a deep breath and released it slowly.

I had a feeling Morrigan was their child, but I couldn’t have said for sure after the rumors that had spread. “BEATRIX! CALIDA! SILAS! YOU WILL ANSWER FOR THIS! YOU WILL PAY FOR TAKING LIVES OF THE INNOCENT TODAY! YOU WILL PAY FOR DESTROYING MY FAMILY!” Morrigan screams. I look up, and she is surrounded by light, white glowing light. Her hair is billowing out behind her in all directions as if wind was moving around her, her eyes were completely white. “I AM THE GODDESS OF WAR INCARNATE, AND YOU WILL PAY!” She screams before driving the blade of her sword into the ground.

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

They smelled similar. A woman stood at the center of a clearing. She was tall—taller than Aria—with silver hair that fell past her waist and eyes that were the exact same shade of blue as Aria's. She wore a simple white dress stained with dirt at the hem, and her feet were bare on the forest floor. "Morgana," Aria said. "Hello, daughter of my blood." Morgana's voice was warm. Not cold, not vengeful, not any of the things Aria had expected from a witch whose curse had destroyed generations. "You look like your mother."

The moon still looks dark. Xander calls a meeting with the leaders and soldiers. I sit beside him, still shaking from what I saw. “This is bigger than any rogue attack,” he tells the room. “There’s something dark coming. Something ancient.” They all look at me. I hate being the center of attention, but I know I can’t stay quiet. I stand up. “Her name is Morgana. She cursed me a long time ago. She wants the Moon’s power. And now… she knows where I am.”

Zayn asked, arms crossed and a wry smile. “He’ll find me, don’t doubt that!" Morgana said with little hope. Zayn uncrossed his arms, got closer to her. Grabbing her wrist, he made her tremble with his touch, as if multiple volts went through her body. Staring into her eyes, he realized she felt it too. Morgana raised her head, tilting her nose. “If you try anything with me, anything at all, I’ll kill you!" “I don’t doubt it. Although the pin isn’t big, my arm hurts a lot. Come with me, let’s talk."

It was Morgana. My chest tightened for a moment, I despised her very existence. She had a stupid sneer stamped on her face. Her red bell sleeved dress swept the ground as she walked. Her dumb white hair swayed toward any direction the wind went. She stood before my cage and squat eagerly. Her eyes twinkled in mischief and delight as she watched me. “Who do we have here? You look so cute in a cage.” Her laughter echoed all over the dungeon.

he recalled, the exact same words Lukman had said to him. "Morgana" his eyes opened in sheer shock. "Le Faye Alcantara had been Morgana all along"

For Scarlett to be bold enough to mention it, I know she has something up her sleeve. As much as I loathe the woman, she’s the daughter of an alpha for a reason. I’ve heard rumours of her being involved in dark arts. While that has been disproved, I'm not taking any chances with Morgana. “Fuck.” I need her. My wolf needs her. She’s right down this hall, a few feet away. I need Morgana. She tried to kill me. I need her. She’s working with Ryker. I need her. She killed me once.