Morgen Black Novels & Stories

' The voice says again. "You can read my mind??" I ask loudly making Reece open his eyes. "Don't worry Morgana, I'm all yours to gawk at. And yes, I can read your mind.." He answers "How?" I ask him curiously. "We're mates, we can mind link.." He states simply. "That is very intrusive.." I say with a frown. "Not if we're mates.." He declares. "How did we fall asleep?" I ask him. "We got drunk and had crazy wolf sex and you were so tired you passed out.." He answers with a grin.

And that I can call him, “Uncle BD” “Agents, this is Black Dragon, considered as the number one agent of “Dark Knight” in this era. He will be the DJ here in “Stargazer” and the patissier in “Polaris”. Other additional information will be given by him. I really hope you’ll get along well.” No one reacted among us. I think my hyungs are still in shock too. I wonder what Yosef-hyung, I mean, Topgun thought. He was recently considered as the number one agent among us but now that Black Dragon arrived…

She would have Callisto at her side, and Azrael too. But of the fallen, I had given up a while ago. "No!" I thought, "Asmodeus NEEDS to be on my side." ⋅ ♱ ⋅ The black sun made the sky of hell darker and darker, it was a true work of art, and not even the 7 chapters devoted to its description was enough to define how truly stunning it was. The crimson sky, the dark and cold sun, the gray clouds, and in the background, well hidden among the black mountains, there were small glows.

He would have been happy if he had at least been given the weakest blade rage member but he was given him! A nobody! The new guy stood at a distance with his hands in his pocket. He had midnight black hair covering his forehead, black shirt and trouser and even black boots. His face had perfect lines and striking features. He paid no attention to his opponent and only looked at the sky. If one saw him, one would think he was posing for the All Black Magazine. Cosgrach Merger tried to analyze his opponent before rushing in. He noticed a dark steel blade strapped vertically on his opponents back. Aside from that, he did not seem to carry any other weapon.

and with that, she ended the call. Morgan sighed, he didn't know how he was supposed to explain to her. For weeks, he had noticed subtle changes in himself, something he couldn’t quite believe. Each morning, as he looked in the mirror, his black hair was no longer the same. Something more mysterious, something he couldn’t ignore no matter how he tried.

The high-pitched sound of the town crier's metal stick striking the surface of the hard, rusty gong woke Ibekwe. The morning was still early, and the dew was just beginning to wet the plants and grasses that laid uncovered in their compound. Another sound from the gong, and he drew closer to the window where he saw the stoutly built town crier, beating the metal piece harmoniously. The town crier was announcing a wrestling contest that was to be held in the evening.

One my Beta wasted no time in pointing out. “What has caused that frown this time?” He asked, sprawled on his chair. “Nothing”, I answered gruffly. I knew he wouldn’t let it go and he didn’t disappoint. “Is it troubling you that Lena is growing close with Jasmine?” He asked and at first I didn’t know who he was referring to. “Jasmine?” I asked, turning to face him with a puzzled look. “Yes”, he said, popping a nut into his mouth. “The Blackmoon girl. That’s her name”, he informed.

He bore a birthmark shaped like a black rose on his hand. "You have claimed your throne. Now, I have a much clearer target to destroy. The Thorne Group is merely an appetizer." The man turned off his monitor and faced an army of thousands of mercenaries. "Prepare 'Operation Blackout'. We are going to make Liora Thorne realize that being a queen means having a lot more people who want to cut off your head." END OF CHAPTER 118.