Morning Star Pierce Brown Novels & Stories

Mary's POV The television screens kept flashing the same headline. Reid Brown, heir to the Brown empire, signs a historic deal with Damian Motors. News anchors praised him as he stepped formally into the global automotive world. Analysts called him one of the youngest and wealthiest business leaders of his generation. And it was just the first time Reid Brown had appeared publicly as the true face of the empire. Clips replayed from Mr. Philip's anniversary gala showed how Reid stood tall beside his fiancée while cameras kept flashing endlessly.

Chapter 25 When they bring the knife over to Don Damien, he took it from them and grabbed Brown's cock in his hand using the edge of the knife to play with his cock. Brown was pondering in his heart what the man was up to. He suddenly lift the knife, placing it against Brown's throat. "Who are you?" Brown stealthily heaved down a heavy sigh and look at him. "I'm James Brown." He squealed in a firm and brave voice. "That's nice anyway." He chimed and pulled the knife away from his throat. "But, you're not welcome here in my abode."

he found himself saying out loud. “Maybe what wasn’t what?" Brown swallowed, realizing he had spoken out of turn. “Nothing really. I was just thinking out loud.” He paused to see if it would hold water. Rebecca squinted at him and after what seemed like an eternity, deciding if the matter was probing further. She finally turned her attention outside with a quiet huff. “I saw you staring at the Lycaon Ascension. Great work, right?” she said, still not staring at him. “It’s not that bad.” Brown kept his eyes glued to the quiet Clydentown traffic. For a town that was always so rowdy in the mornings. The road was surprisingly free.

Pierce growled. “She’s working under Tami Baker.” He said smoothly and air whooshed out of me. I don’t know who looked more relieved between me and Mrs. Blackwood. “You know the new gig she got as an assistant director for Gavin O’Malley? they’re are on the same project.” Connor finished. Pierce’s mother smiled at me for the first time that evening. “You work with Tami? I know she’s just wonderful at her job. Did you hear that Pierce? We should invite her for dinner tomorrow, I haven’t seen her in a while.”

He is my Great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather. In this family, only sons were ever born. I was special, as my parents say. Ever since Pops(Lucifer) started living here on Earth, I am the very first daughter. I’m Zaria Morningstar. A Senior in Capitol Hills High School, hopeful to graduate this year. The school bell rang, time for the lunch break. I am not the it-girl famous type, but people do nod or smile at me in the hallway. People know me, the surname stood out. I guess Pops’ “shine” never really fades.

Didi went to the door and peeped through the hole. “Fenris? What are you doing here?” He was surprised to see him. Much more surprising was how he got the address of his place. “Rowan told you I live here?” “Mr. Brown did.” Didi frowned in anger. How could Mr Brown disclose his affairs to just anybody? He is going to see to his sack letter. Mr Brown was responsible for polishing and setting the stones for jewellery at Nightfall Gems. “What are you doing at my place without prior notice? Courtesy demands you call before visitation.”

POV: Selene Castellano Monday morning arrived like a storm. Selene woke to forty-three missed calls and her name trending nationwide. #PierceLawsuit @LegalEagle: Billionaire sues nephew over marriage fraud. This is the drama 2026 needed. @SFGate: BREAKING: Marcus Pierce challenges nephew’s marriage in inheritance dispute @BusinessInsider: Tech CEO faces fraud allegations in family legal battle Her phone rang. Maya. “You okay?” “Define okay.”

This is crazy! “Elle, right?” He asked, staring intently at my face. I don’t know but unlike when I saw him at the auction event, his aura seemed light today. His eyes weren’t lifeless anymore and he seemed so happy. “Yeah. You are?” I asked curiously. He offered his hand for a handshake and smiled. “Pierce. Pierce Anderson.” His brown eyes and the emotions in it were too much. I feel like drowning. I don’t know. But I feel like he’s trying to confirm something and I definitely know it concerns my identity.

Mr Brown ordered, staring suspiciously at Rey. Rey bowed his head and walked out. Mr Brown shut the door behind him and stood at a spot for a while, wondering what exactly was it that Rey was doing in his daughter's bedroom. He had been called out to help pick up a friend that had been attacked by armed robbers which was why he had left earlier. He walked to Amelia's bed and sat down next to her. Her eyes were not completely shut but her breathing was steady and peaceful. He rearranged her hair strands, removing the ones that were on her face and putting them back in place.