Morning Star Pierce Brown Novels & Stories

I refused to let his name bug me, but Hannah's actions were doing nothing to soothe my now bubbling nerves. I froze with my bottle halfway to my lips when I saw the main photo and headline. It was a photo of Pierce smiling down at a small framed woman while she had her hand in his hair, and the headline read; CEO of multi-million dollar conglomerate, Pierce Blackwood, photographed with first love. My flask slipped from my hand.

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.

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.

I said and patted his head to which he glared at me, indicating that I was crossing the line there. I sighed and was just about to go back to my room when the door bell rang. It would be one of those gossip girls of the town prying for the juicy stuff. People still didn't know that Clark was Clark Aiden Brown, aka a billionaire. I wanted everybody to know that he was a billionaire and now, no less than a murderer. I wanted to destroy him just like he destroyed me, I wanted to avenge my mum's death.

"Morning, Miss Tate. I'm sorry to wake you this early. I know the time should be 6:00, but Mr. Pierce asked me to come to get you. He wants us to go for a run before the workout proper." Arms crossed across my chest, I replied, "Kindly relate to Mr. Pierce that I will be skipping my workout today due to having a personal engagement I need to attend. I had earlier informed him, but I think he forgot." Brandon didn't make a case but left. This man made me wonder if he was human or just a robot that Miles had acquired. He was too formal and perfect for a human.

“ who is Grace ?“ asked Lewis playing the dumb one “ My fiancée “ answered Brown “ she is just like me , she loves me for who I’m , I fought with those sponsors and they sent me here “ My brows jumped , Grace ‘s move was really flawless , with just an easy sweep she created such a big rift between those so called sponsors and Brown . Brown believes that Grace was innocent in the entire ordeal and was protecting her till now - while she was the one who sent him here . “ you want us to help you out ?” I asked Brown leaned against the wall behind him “ I’m not stupid and I know that I can’t get out of here , Jess might try her best but those families are trying to pressurise the court into givi

“No. I remember hearing a noise and woke up.” “Where are your parents? You were alone.” “It was date night. I was supposed to be with someone.” “Who?” “I don’t know. They never came.” The doctor looked at the nurse. Their subtle gaze held a conversation all on its own. She proceed to tell them her name was Akaisha Morningstar; she was seven years old. Her parents were Galena and Marshall Morningstar. She continued to tell them her address and birthday. The person in the helmet never moved, only listened intently to her. Everything they had already learned about her was being confirmed by the little girl. The parents were out of the picture permanently, but she didn’t know that and will never

He even rubbed his eyes, as if to confirm his sight. Kylie almost pulled her hand free out of reflex, but Brown only tightened his grip. "Good afternoon, Sir," the man greeted politely, bowing slightly to Brown before sneaking a glance at Kylie. He knew this girl. Miss Livia's former personal assistant-the one who had been fired not long ago. So why on earth was she now walking hand in hand with the famously perfectionist Mr. Brown? 'What's going on here?!' he panicked. "What are you staring at?" Brown's voice was cold, his gaze sharp as a blade. He shoved the camera bag roughly against the man's chest, making him stumble. "Put it in the car."