Morgen Black Novels & Stories

I sigh in relief and watch the echoes Morgan conjured, masked in my black magic, reach where Rhett and the others fight, trying their best to decimate the platoon of black demons. Like a tidal wave, they wash through the army, leaving destruction and death in their wake as they pass over and through the forms in black armor, sucking the underworld life from them, until they hallow and drop to the ground. Morgan collapses next to me, blood running from her nose and the corner of her eyes. “Morgan!” I reach over, pulling her head into my lap as I fight off a dizzy spell. Only realizing as I held my friend in my arms, that it wasn’t a dizzy spell, I was losing consciousness, the act of our comb

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

My vision blurred with tears and for a minute everything black out with tears and anger, I held on to the wall for support until I heard the next man. "Just buy a new dog and replace it... He won't recognise so many dogs... And keep your mouth shut..." I blinked and let the tears escape. "Monsters!" I rested on the wall weakly. "Are you okay, Ma'am?" My eyes snapped open when I heard someone's voice. The man with black eyes and hair. Average looking with good height. He was dressed like guards. "You are too close to the electronic control panel... It's dangerous!" I looked at the panel and then him. He looked familiar like I saw him somewhere. But it wasn't important, I need to inform Rafael

"Becca!" A voice, low, deep but soft, called. I closed my eyes even tighter not wanting to wake up from my dream where I was the queen of the dark, sitting on a black acrylic royal chair with a gold wood finish. Every morning I woke up, I would walk to the mausoleum connected to my palace by an underground tunnel, clanking my heeled boots along the cobblestone tiles as I checked on my prisoners. Each cell had someone who had crossed my line one way or another. It wasn't until I walked to the end where two cells were separated from the rest. The cells that were labeled hostes, latin meaning worst enemies and mortem below hostes, meaning death. Behind the old rusty bars of one of the cells was

He then said, "Okay, got it." He hung up the phone immediately. He leaned back on his chair and thought for something. He then dialed another number. The call was connected after a few rings. He said something confidentially to the person on the phone. A villainous smirk crept on his lips, and his expression turned sinister when he disconnected the call. His eyes shone in anticipation. ..... The next morning, Carl Black woke up early and got ready for jogging. This was his daily routine. Every day he woke up early and went jogging, without fail. It was slightly drizzling. He covered his head with his hood and ran out of the villa.

She soon found out when she opened the next door she could see, to reveal a half naked mr Black banging a blonde naked girl. His semi long hair was packed making him ten times hotter, he had no shirts on, revealing a hand to shoulder tattoo she didn't know was there, his suit pants were opened allowing his member to enter the moaning lady. The girl was beautiful and was so into the activity , that she didn't notice Grace entering, but Mr Black did as his eyes met hers instantly as she opened the door, he held onto her stare as he continued thrusting into the girl while still looking at her with much depth as if provoking her to do something. Grace only shook her head, before running out of t

[The separate pairs make their way through the beautiful landscape of this bustling city, Kimora occasionally dragging Dantzler into video game along the way and the scene ends roughly 3 hours later with Kimora and Dantzler standing in line for a club named "Black Water Inn" Dantzler: So let me get this straight, the reason you keep disappearing is because your definition is "Timed," meaning there's a set state before it turns off. Okay, that's REALLY hard to understand, but I'll get it eventually. So why don't I always remember you can do that? Kimora: Because unfortunately, I haven't fully mastered that part yet, but screw that noise! Let's go have fun!!! (As she is speaking a woman with l

- River lies on his couch, pondering the ceiling while E Business plays on the television set—showing an ad for some random moisturizer. He checks his phone, then lays it back on his chest, not even a grimace on his face for he was too weary. A second later, the advertisement finishes and begins playing live coverage of Sebastian Black, speaking to the press outside of the Black & Co. building.

I was drawn to him with an inexplicable force that made my heart stumble. He stepped closer, lowering himself to my height. A fleeting smile ghosted across his lips. “So you’re the girl hiding in the woods,” he said, his voice low and rasped. “I’ve heard the rumors, the black wolf that haunts the full moon.” I said nothing. My voice unused for years, maybe I've forgotten how to speak. I only stared. “No need to fear, my dear,” he murmured. “While they see disaster, I see potential. I am Alpha Xareth Morryn. Alpha of Crimson Dusk.”

Blue said. “W-What’s wrong, Purple?” Green asked. “N-Nothing. I’ll just wake these two next,” Purple stammered. She nudged Grey. “Wake up.” Grey stirred and greeted her, “Morning.” “Good morning,” she replied, then looked toward Black. “Blackarlito Monteriru Fufu, wake up!” she shouted loudly, startling her brother awake. “Purple, come on!” Black complained, but when he caught sight of Grey’s face beside him, he broke into a smile and forgot his irritation. “Good morning, happy pill.”