Quien Es Morfeo Novels & Stories

I saw a disbelieving reaction on Augustin's face. "How can you tell!?" He said. "I don't even know if it's really him but I know him, we know Morfeo. I saw that Morfeo's body looks like a decomposed corpse now, bald and without skin." I said. Whatever is really happening, maybe that power is real. Morfeo is the first person who can say the truth about what Regu did before. "How did that happen." Augustin whispered while staring at the sea in a daze, I looked at him then patted him on the shoulder.

"If they are so evil, why haven't you already dealt with them?" "Because Mojerio is my cousin, he saved my mom from Valir eleven years ago. We owe him a debt of gratitude that can never be repaid," he explicated. "Mojerio is like Israel, but they are very much different creatures. Israel can read anyone's history, but there are some exceptions, like a silver werewolf and rare creatures. While Mojerio can sense anyone's strength and ability." Feeling shocked, I stayed rigid as I endeavored to absorb this newfound information.

When I hear his voice in my head this time, it is different. It's a lot deeper and demands that one listens to it. "I am sorry, Yasmine..." "Who?? Why?" "Did I hurt you?" "No, you sat right on the border of hurting me. You scared me more!" "Again I am sorry... Normally I can handle the full moon a lot better, but touching you, and loving you made me lose control a lot sooner than I should have... I am Morpheus... I am Zachariah's Lycan!"