Moulin Rouge Mcgregor Novels & Stories

“Kill him now and the girl is yours to sell again, boys.” The rogues charged. Milrac spun, caught the first rogue by the throat, and hurled him into the river. “Get to the car,” he growled at me. I grabbed his uninjured arm. “Not without you.” His eyes met mine, gold and wild. “Then run with me.”

the gunmen’s head, Maverick said. “Let them move because I need blood,” Mark said, and the threesome laughed. “I can see that there is money in this organization, so we’ve come for ours,” Roman said. “Everyone, lie down now!!” Maverick said. Everyone lay down fearfully and began to grasp for breath. Maverick sauntered towards the dais, he climbed the dais. “Mr. MC, so you could be this fearful. Why not rise up and co-ordinate your audience?” Maverick said and smiled. He used his left shoe to hit the MC’s head. MC couldn’t retaliate, he only feared for his dare life and faced down.

"No. If it is a trap, I don't want you caught in it too." "That's exactly why I should come!" "Maya." I hugged her tight. "You're the only friend I have left. Please. Stay safe. If something happens to me, find my father. Tell him I tried." She was crying when I pulled away. "You better come back," she whispered. "I will." I didn't know if that was true. Rusty's Bar sat on the border between Pack territory and the Rogue-controlled parts of the city. Neutral ground, technically. But everyone knew the Rogues owned this place.

The alpha rogue stumbled back. Low grunts and whimpered emitted from his throat. His eyes were flaring red and thirsty for blood. But at the same time, he had lost so much blood, too. All of sudden, he collapsed on the ground. Marcus eyed the rouge. The rogue was barely breathing then. As being said, the rouge had lost so much blood. His wounds kept adding up since he was facing not one but four fighters. One versus four! Yet, the rogue made it till there was only Marcus caught up with him was a miracle.

Followed immediately by a surge of possessive fury when he'd realized Mauricio's hand was on her waist. She'd been ignoring his messages for weeks. Had disappeared from P-Valley without a word. Had left him desperate and wanting and half-convinced he was losing his mind. And here she was, playing dress-up for his biggest business rival. Miguel drained his scotch and started toward the French doors. "Miguel." One of Mauricio's associates stepped into his path, some banker whose name Miguel couldn't remember. "Are you enjoying the party?" "Immensely," Miguel lied, his eyes tracking Red's red wig through the garden. "If you'll excuse me..."

I spat in his face, regreting it the second it hit his face. He wiped his cheek and loosend his pants. he pulled up my dress and I wanted to scream for help, for Alec to help me, but I couldn't it would put his life at risk and for all the kindness he has showed me I couldn't do that to him. I closed my eyes when Alpha Keeram grabbed me by my throught barely letting me breathe as his gripped grew tighter. Struggling to breathe I tried to shove him off by lifting my body, but to my prevail I barely made him budge. At that moment I felt him force his way inside my, pain shot through my entire body and I let out a scream. He smiled and carried on, at this point it felt like my soul has left my

He said in a calm, cold voice and closed his entire hand crushing Ashwin on the spot. Spontaneously to him crushing Ashwin, Rogue appeared before Miuery, who tried to defend with her swamp ability. Rogue’s hand simply bypassed the Swamp and tore through her intestines, he looked at her fearful eyes and swung her to the side, making her smash against the mountain wall.

Aurelia spat, but one of the other guys grabbed her she started kicking and hitting him. "Della!" Someone shouted. Relief filled me as I looked towards the bar and saw Hunt and Kyler running towards us. The look in Hunt's eyes was foreign because I'd never seen him so angry. As soon as Hunt reached us, he grabbed the guy that was holding me and Kyler was busy with the other that had Aurelia. The third guy made a run for it when he realized he had no chance of fighting back. Hunt was on top of the man in seconds, his back heaving as he brought his fist down on the man's jaw.

At the beginning of the second round, while I dodge his knee and a punch in the chin, I see a guy in a suit, tall and good looking walking to Maggie. Everything is so fast, she’s googled eye and he smiles, he lowers himself trying to kiss her on the cheek. Maggie dodges, but I don’t… Pipo El Diablo hit a series of punches and kicks, that take me some time to recover. I hear the deafening sound of fear from my fans, as if the blows were on their flesh. Mad Garcia, Garcia and Frank yell for me to get up. The guy looks Maggie, who stares at me and then he looks at me.

She said waving her hand over in his direction. All eyes fell on him already prepared for a fight. He was still in his dress pants but had removed his dress shoes and dress shirt. Probably wise. Rowen tilted his head to the left, then to the right undoubtedly cracking his neck before making a show of cracking his knuckles, before nodding back at Gabi. “This fight is to submission or death whichever occurs first. Do you still wish to accept?” Gabi said still with her sweet smile. Before Rowen could accept, King Lynol went to his son's side and whispered into his ear. From my position, I could still hear him even over the roar of the crowd.