Novel & Cerita Rachel Morgan Series

I stayed quiet as I thought about it, forgetting that we were still on the phone until Jack excused himself, saying he had something urgent to attend to and would call me back. ***** UNKNOWN POV I stood in a dim light room filled with Crystal Morgan's pictures. The walls are covered now. Every inch. Her paintings, every one of her social media pictures and I can't seem to get enough of taking her pictures since she arrived in New York City. Her paintings has given peace to my troubled heart since I encountered her artistic work two years ago. I had not stopped following her since then. It's like she quietly saw my pain,my memories and translated them into color and form without a single word

Edna said, confusion vivid on her face “Shawn Gold, Edna Garter. Leave Shawn alone,” Rachel continued and then paused. “He belongs to me.” “What!?” Edna exclaimed. Rachel ignored her and continued. “Now, I wouldn't have taken these steps if Shawn Gold, oh! Maybe I would have, had he welcomed your advances, but he's not interested in you, Edna Garter. If you ever dare to spare as much as a glance his way again, make sure you vanish from the surface of the earth, because I will find you. I'll kill you in the most brutal way you could ever imagine, and by the time anyone realizes, you'll be long dead and decayed. Even if they manage to trace your murder to me, which is impossible, anyway, I ha

she held out her hand for a shake and her kind gesture made me respond. "I'm Arenza Morgan" I spoke but an annoying rat decided to intrude ... "What a sassy name" I coughed at his jerky ways and walked away from him only to be followed by Rachael.... we talked and I got to know her father was a scientist and doctor in ACCM laboratory and I was happy for her.... Back in the pine forest where the Morgans camp.. "No no please don't hurt my son . I would do anything but don't hurt my son" Mrs Morgan spoke to the strange man in a red and black mask as he held a gun at Jasons head. Mr Morgan was already shot dead and was bleeding seriously....

Morgana had a date with the mob boss she served in, and she doesn't like to meet with Daryl, the famous and feared Canino. Usually, these meetings end with her going after some target and getting blood on her hands. She let out a deep sigh, turning her back to the window. She grabbed her cell phone and a gun, leaving her apartment in the same minute. She sped her car through the busy streets of New York City, experiencing a fine drizzle. Before reaching the shed where the organization meets, Morgana bought two coffees. One for herself and the other for Daryl. She parked in front of the shed, going inside with the coffees in hand. Inside, everything was as it had always been. In fact, abandon

[The Watcher] I stand outside her apartment, watching her through the windows. She doesn’t notice me, because I do not wish to be seen. I’ve been watching her for a while now, for a very long time. I had noticed Queen Mab’s powers were weakening again, as they do every few decades since her extended reign, and I knew that I needed to hurry this time to find Morgana before her assassins did. She thinks none of us know, but there is a growing number of us who are watching and waiting for her to return, the Queen Who Was Denied, The Queen of Night and Shadows, the Goddess of Rebirth, Morgana.

, Rachel grunts. I want to say "Why", but I don't want to risk sounding like a creep so I whatever her and go back to going through the rest of the shelf even though I'd done that a thousand times before. I drag my hands across the spines of the books; Kara Taylor's Prep School Confidential, Carol Wyer's The Secret Admirer, and Megan Goldin's The Night Swim. You would be subtle to call Rachel a crime-thriller addict - she's more of a crime freak. The Night Swim. There is a piece of paper sticking out of it. I pull it out of the book. Something is scribbled across it in Rachel's handwriting.

It's almost been a year and yet I couldn't find a clue of where she is, and what makes my search harder is Rachel is a loner and secretive person, in many ways she is like me. Except for the fact that she is loud and quirky which is quite opposite of what I'm, but staying away from her made me realize one thing that I haven't realized working with her for years. That her smile and attitude are just a mask that she puts on to hide the true feeling in her heart. Her smile is nothing but a shield that she uses to protect herself from suffering, but that day with alcohol in her system she is finally able to show the pain, the thoughts the feeling she has been hiding for years, and that was the l

Caleb added and everyone nodded, guess Carla was well loved, no one dared to go against Caleb, or maybe they just always did exactly as he wanted, I couldn’t say. “What do you have to say, Morgan, do you perhaps have a motive for what you’ve done? Or maybe an ally? Because pulling that off in Ravenclaw surely couldn’t have been done alone by some wolf who doesn’t even know his way around the kingdom,” Caleb said and he was right, maybe I hadn’t thought of it, but truly, Morgan couldn’t have done this on his own, knowing when we left Ravenclaw or anything? That’s an insider’s job, and it would be better to catch such a person than leave them alive and Well to somehow turn against us once agai

****** Xavier sat on his couch, his gaze fixed on the led plasma television hung in his extravagantly furnished sitting room. He was about to turn it off and leave for work, when a headline caught his attention. YOUNG MASTER MORGAN WAS SEEN WITH A WOMAN LAST NIGHT AT A NIGHTCLUB. AS THE WOMAN'S FACE REMAINS UNKNOWN, NETIZENS WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHO THE WOMAN IS…. Xavier frowned, his mind drifting back to the girl he saw in the hospital, as Morgan's wife. Could she really be Morgan's wife? They didn't even have a wedding…Who exactly was this girl?

Rachel West took two unsteady steps back. MK's high-level instructions, isn't that James Smith's instructions? Ah! James Smith really wouldn't let her go so easily. No matter how she escapes or hides, it's just a pointless struggle under his eyes. As she was in a state of confusion, her phone suddenly rang. It was from Amy Collier. "Oh! Rachel, something happened to Chris."