Murdoc Novels & Stories

“I’m not letting you walk because of what you’d just said or because you’re an officer in the taskforce. You haven’t killed anyone, but that doesn’t change the fact that you pose a threat to this city. You’re one of them, dammit! It would be unfair to let you walk while the rest are burnt to the stake. But I am willing to risk my integrity by trusting you. Now, if what you’ve said so far is true, then these killers need to be stopped, and we’ll need your help for that.” “Earlier, I ran a deep search for T-Murek,” William, who’d dropped out of the conversation, chimed in. “His name and face cannot be found on any database or record. We couldn’t place a positive ID on him. It’s almost as if he

“Which is why I’m here. One of your employees is likely responsible for his murder.” She gasped. “It can’t be!” “Yes, it is. Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to speak to Hugo Bernardi immediately.” “Of course,” she replied, nodding at a couple of men behind her. We waited until they brought him over to us. “Alpha,” he said, looking at me, appearing shocked to see me. “Come with us quietly and we won’t make a scene,” I said. He nodded and followed us outside. We walked across the parking lot, over to where I was parked. After checking to see no one was around, I asked, “Where’s the rogue?”

One of the reasons they fear Desmond her boss because no one wants the stone-less female killer on their tail. "Exactly who the fuck are you!? " Desmond who's been glaring dangerously at the man asked angrily raising his voice and his face squeezing in a hard scowl. "Oh yes! I forgot...I am Morgan Teddison Donahue, the son and only surviving child of Mafia lord Stockholm Donahue and the rightful heir to the Donahue empire. ...wait didn't you receive my letter or hear about me? oh, I guess, you didn't. Anyway now you know Elliot."

Worry and fear were etched all over her face, and before I asked her what was wrong, I caught a shadow from the corner of my eyes. My eyes narrowed at a tall, mysterious-looking man standing by the door behind my dad, who at first I thought was Hunter. But when I looked closer, I realized it was not him, but the spitting image of Hunter Ysrael. No, the original image and father of Hunter Ysrael, Alpha Marcus of the Cruelcrest Hounds pack. He was wearing all black, from the bulky leather coat, black slacks, to black ankle boots. Anyone would mistake him as a nightcrawler if he keeps popping up in the shadows. But more importantly, what is he doing here?

He hadn't been near her in his human state, so they had no idea how he would react. Would his wolf demand to be set free? They'd hoped to have this meeting in a more private setting for this exact reason, but now it was out of their control. Delores opened the door, and the red-haired woman strode in. She came to an abrupt halt when she saw Brodi and Finn standing with her boss. One man had dark, almost black hair and golden eyes unlike anything Liv had ever seen. They were striking. The other man, however, commanded the room. He was huge, towering over both of the other men. He was dressed like most of the locals in a long-sleeve, button down shirt and jeans but the rest of him was anything

a loud noise erupted and a red light blinked once. "567" the same noise but this time, the red light blinked twice. "859" this time, it was a green light that showed. "Bingo" a wide smile plastered on my face as I saw 5 documents in it. I didn't have time to read all of them there so I took it and gave it to Simon and we left the building. In the car, I scanned through every document. The first document had history of the entire family. Of course everything about his family was fake. Every Mafia leader leaves a fake trace behind with some hidden truth. I quickly scanned for Marco and saw him. He was betrothed to some Adora Mikel.

Lena smirked as we approached each other. “I’m fine,” I replied. “It hadn’t exactly been a walk in the park.” “I didn’t expect it to,” she replied. “You guys got something?” “Not something enough to work with,” I replied. “But it’s something we can use. Elora said our guy’s name is Morgeaus. The one that runs the show.” “Never heard of the name,” she replied, then pressed a thumb on my forehead. “I need to establish a mindlink with you, and keep you from being detected. Watching you from the mirror is quite stressful.”

Abducted by Charles Morgan and Alice's investigation—fuelled by grief and cold vengeance—hit a dead end for weeks. The perpetrators of the attack were meticulous, leaving minimal traces. Morgan discovered that the ammunition used was a rare, custom-made type, pointing to a private arms manufacturer he had long suspected of ties to a global criminal network. However, the most disturbing aspect was the failure of their high-level security system. Whoever attacked the house must have known exactly where to look for the blind spot and how to circumvent the security protocols Morgan had installed.

Ava I was relaxing in my office going through some files when the news caught my attention "It was reported this early morning that Xavier Morrison one of the important businessmen in New York was murdered in cold blood this morning with his secret girlfriend, the murderer remains unknown as the police are at the crime scene carrying out an investigation" I groaned in anger and turned off the news, boiling in fury. How dare that motherfucker die when I've not even carried out my revenge on him, after all he did is this the best way to die?

He assured her. Hunter roared the engine to life as Draken's men cleared the road—Draken's car along with three Fortuners were right behind Hunter's car. They reached the North Pack safely. Aurora was sick and it was related to her being a hybrid. She often goes through this pain but this time it wasn't that severe thanks to her wolf. Hunter stayed there with Aurora for a while but he couldn't bring his mind to rest. "You should get yourself treated," Draken said, noticing blood on Hunter's back. Hunter shook his head. Getting himself treated was the last thing on his mind.