Morris Delancey Novels & Stories

I miss Hunter and Alyssa day by day but I know it's for the best. I feel bad for lying to them all, but I had to. Today's Wednesday and Mr. Dechart is coming to get his money. All I wish is that I could've found a legal way without having to borrow money from anymore people. I didn't want to take money from my brothers or my children but they are stubborn and won't take no for an answer.

"That person’s dead! He died two years ago without leaving a corpse! He's surely dead! Even if he is alive, it's impossible to kill those soldiers at the same time! It must be a coincidence, and their journey was delayed for some reason!" Morris kept repeating these words to himself, and he did not even know how horrifying his demeanor was now. His originally slanted face became more and more distorted as if he was a ghost struggling out from hell. Not only that, but the shadow in his heart still traumatized him from time to time, especially in hellhole prison when the figure that melted into the darkness slapped his head almost to pieces. "B*stard!" Finally, Morris roared into the sky, and

Like it just happened yesterday. They made me who I am now, and I don’t have any regret for killing Kevin, Alex, and Gin and there are two more. It’s Alvin Ross who is now Ervin Ross and no matter how he hides, who he is...is who he is. Yeah right! I remember that quotation from Mother Conqueror. It says…

Raleigh My name is Raleigh. I'm 18 and the current talk of Erondale. There have been numerous murders of girls that look similar to me; raven colored hair and green eyes. I have a wolf, also, though not all of the murdered girls have one. I didn't know that I had one, though. It was something that just changed about me. Well, I say changed, but really it's been here with me all along. My mother hid it from me.

Daryl rolls his eyes and lets go of Jacks top, I was expecting more from him, more denial, more fear but he was only interested in one thing, my niece. "What do you mean, that you don't all want the same thing?" "I am a hunter by blood but that is it, I am curious thats all" It would explain why he wasn't scared. My mother had said he could be the key to ending the hunters but he could also help us find Rudy. “There’s a boy who cannot talk, that has been missing for days now. Have you seen him?” “The guy with no tongue, Rudy?” “You know who I am talking about”, He nods, “How do you know about Rudy?”

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

Declan skidded to a halt beside me, engine idling low. Doors opened. Five guys piled out, big, built like enforcers, all carrying something that glinted under the moon. Bats, chains, one shotgun across a shoulder like it was casual. The driver stepped out last, taller than the rest, shaved head, scar running from ear to jaw. Declan went still. “Shit.” I killed my engine and swung a leg off the bike. “Friends of yours?” “That’s Vance,” Declan said quietly. “The guy I smoked in the final heat. He doesn’t lose. Ever.”

I knew that body and those hazel eyes from anywhere. I tried to walk to her but the senator appeared and grabbed my arm. “Markos, I’m glad you came,” he said as he pulled me into an unwanted hug. I had to go to hios party to show him he and I were still partners. To rule the black world of New York, you need law enforcement and a few politicians. The senator was among those on my payroll and I couldn’t fuck it up because he would screw everything about me. There was a reason they always wound up dead after they retired. They always got big heads and ewuallty big mouths.