Shirou Summons Morgan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The run to class minutes after being hijacked into a meeting with the omegas has me regretting that initial thrill of being practically worshipped by Juliet and Alice because now, I’m late. I don’t make it very far though. Rounding a corner, I run into a wall that shouldn’t be there, stumbling backwards, only to look up and see a person instead. Tall and intimidating with a serious look plastered all over his face. I take steps back, only to run into another person from behind me, equally as intimidating with the same scary scowl, stopping me from getting very far. “Hello, Seraphina.” Morgan appears like a ghost beside me with a sinister grin on his face.

Tobias says “He needs time to cool off, he’s hurting. His beast is in pain just as much as he is.” “Kian?” I look down. Morgan’s eyes flutter open. “Hey, my love.” I smile, happy she is waking up and unharmed. “I had a vision.” Her groggy voice whispers to me “A man in shadows with eyes as blue as ice, searches for the shifter of light. I saw a rainbow of colors before the realm fell to darkness. The man made of light… he died.” I stand, lifting her in my arms. “You need to rest my little witch; you can tell me what you remember while you rest.” I kiss her head, her body limp and exhausted just like when she touched the stone egg in Mint. It must have been a powerful vision.

Also, no one would be able to enter this room. Morgan stripped off his clothes in a hurry and threw those things in any direction, while Cia just stood there smiling watching it all. Morgan was seen walking towards her in a hurry and when he arrived, the man immediately crushed Cia's lips again. Impressed in a hurry but still soft. While doing so, his hands did not stay still. With one flick of a finger, Morgan uses his powers to undress Cia.

"Thank you for your service, Valerius. Truly." Before the man could even breathe a sigh of relief, Morgana’s fingers dug into his flesh. A surge of necrotic purple energy pulsed through her palm. Valerius didn't even have time to scream before he collapsed into a heap of gray ash and scorched leather. "I don't need scouts who tell me my enemies are sturdy," she muttered, brushing the ash from her sleeve.

I open the door, and I have to dodge a flying chair. -"Hey. Chill, Naomi, it's me, Morgan." I lift my hands in surrender. -"Sorry, I thought Juan had returned. How did you get the key so quickly?" -"Ah, well, let's say I use my woman's attributes efficiently." I fix my shirt once more so it is not so revealing. Naomi grabs a few essentials, and the energy she emits is powerful. This girl is no regular she-wolf. -"Are you drunk?" I ask ad I notice she is unsteady on her feet.