Morning Stories Novels & Stories

The commotion in the hall rising by the minute. Well the tabloids have a very juicy story for tomorrow. The knight’s wedding have been trending for days now, they were about to trend some more

"I'm busy, I have a child and a life to take care of. What's the matter? Why are you so worked up so early in the morning!?" "TV! Let's turn on the TV. The morning news is outrageous!"

store and almost bought the store itself because it sells a lot of peculiar things. Yeah. I zoned out on that because those four incoming people just entered the field. I’m sure the two of them are the mean prince and Vaughn. A weird and unsettling sight for me. “Nevertheless, chimney! It’s time to present our morning feasts!” the sudden shout of Riain brought my attention back to them. He plopped down on the ground and sat with his legs crossed. His friend’s eyes widened before it turned to crescents as he broke into a wide, toothy grin.

Now, we waited. After breakfast, I turned on the small wall-mounted television, keeping the volume low. The news channels were a circus. The story had exploded globally. It wasn’t just a diplomatic scandal anymore; it was a human drama with a Shakespearean twist: the proud admiral, the mysterious Enigma, the corrupt official, a fated love, a shocking resignation.

The volume was low, but the bold, flashing red banner across the bottom of the screen was impossible to miss as it read: BREAKING NEWS: Lucian Morningstar Breaks Silence on Attempted Murder Scandal — Press Conference at 8 AM] That was right about now. My breath hitched, hands tightened instantly around my sheet spread over my legs. Bruno reached for the remote and unmuted the TV. "He's going live" he uttered. My eyes went to Bruno before flickering towards the TV. At exactly 8:00 AM, the television screen flickered to life. The media room at the Morningstar Empire headquarters was packed to maximum capacity. Flashbulbs went off in a blinding, chaotic rhythm as Lucian walked out from behind t

Morning. We had until morning.

She whispered to him. He didn't say anything but raised an eyebrow "She never gets to sleep for long." She explained. He nodded. Claire walked past him, her eyes searching for Jack. "He's helping the cook with breakfast." Gavin smiled. "If Morgan wakes up soon, will you tell her so she doesn't worry?" Claire smiled brightly.

Mysterious and unconfirmed, but clear enough. “Be at room 306 by morning. First to break the story gets a million-dollar reward.” was what they all received. Nobody knew who sent it, but no one wanted to miss out either. The chance to cover a scandal big enough to shake the city, and maybe the world, had pulled them out of bed long before the sun rose. Some arrived by 5:30 a.m. Others even earlier, hoping to stake out the best spot. People whispered and speculated, rumors was flying around. Everyone was wondering, guessing, and they all wanted to guess right.

Taking my plate of breakfast, I sit in the living room and watch some morning news. Adair’s case is still trending and it’s almost been two weeks. Usually, within one or two days the news station would change its headline to the next big thing that has happened in the city, but for the first this hasn't been the case. Adair really does have that powerful effect on the media and on the rest of the world. Speaking of Adair, a sound of a ding grabs my attention and I see that a message has popped up on the screen of my phone. It's from him. Opening the text, I wonder why he's awake at 6:30am in the morning on a Saturday.

Morning came earlier than expected. The sun shone through the window making Nafisa to winced. She pushed herself further into the blanket not wanting to wake up. From yesterday's event, and the actual event she was so tired to raise a pin. She groaned when she heard the door been opened, she removed the blanket from her face to meet hussain standing with her breakfast in hand. "Good morning babe " she greeted trying to sit but she couldn't. "Wait, let me help you " he put a baby pillow so that her back will rest on it. He put the tray of food on his lap and fed her.