Shirou Summons Morgan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Orrian asked, his voice full of surprise. "Mates." Kian added dangerously, his voice was so cold. His hand cupped my neck, brushing the collar of his tunic down so Orrian could see the mark that branded my skin and claimed me as his. "So I’d appreciate it if you threw out any thoughts you have of her from that head of yours. Morgana is mine." Orrian looked stunned, but the frown that settled on his face moments later made my stomach twist with unease. Orrian wasn’t the type to frown often.

Morgan's gaze was fixed on the tablet on his table, a smirk escaped his lips as he picked his phone and dialed a number. After a few rings the line went through, with Xavier's voice speaking. “You really have a lot of guts and it's interesting.” Morgan smiled. “What do you mean?” Xavier's anxious voice. “You can't figure it out? What's happening to your brain lately?” Morgan mocked. Meanwhile, Xavier sat inside his car about to ignite the engine, when Morgan's call came in. He decided to take the call, but Morgan's words were creepy the hell out of him. Beads of sweat were draped on his forehead, as Morgan's teasing yet dangerous voice filled his ear.

"So, you have the support of the Clutch vampires, as well as the two Red mafia hoards in the North. Duel fang is abstaining at this point, Night spawn has sided with their Vampyre cousins, as have Blood lust and The Immortals in the South. Sang Noir, La feroce and La Nocturne haven't decided yet and Le Premiers in the East are also in allegiance with us." Morgana watched from under her hood as the Alpha calculated roughly who had more support. He was very handsome, but ever since the seductress set foot on Howling Warrior territory, something strange was happening to her. She felt a yearning for something. It had started with a subtle shifting in the atmosphere, her cold heart began to beat

Morgana said and they left. As soon as they left Min Ho emerged from the wall and looked around to make sure no one saw her. She walked toward her room and didn't bother to open the door as she she passed through the door like an invisible being. She moved to the mirror in her room and stood it front of it. She cut herself on the wrist and flicked it on it. A dark looking man on a black hood appeared on it. "Why did you summon me?". He Asked. "My Lord, Morgana is becoming vulnerable my lord, the desire to hurt Klaus is quenching". Min Ho said.

I focused on calling out to Morgan all night through the mindlink. When sunlight entered the room, Morgan’s voice flooded my mind. ‘Alpha! I hear you. I’m on the way.’ ‘Hurry!’ Morgan burst in minutes later. His eyes swept the room and landed on her instantly. “What the hell happened?” “Did anyone see you?” I asked. “No,” Morgan replied. “What happened? Why did she take off clothes?” “Look away,” I snarled at him and Morgan turned away as I pulled my shirt off. I slipped it on her and said, “She went into heat. It was the full moon.”

I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

He fell to his knees, screaming in pain—an indescribable pain. Mordeu, in his wolf form, saw this and was suddenly worried. Ayra ran to the aid of her brother, and Alvitir equally rushed to him. Stregobor’s gaze only drifted slightly but soon laid focus on Mordeu again. His grip on his sword was firm.

“It’s not over yet. We’ll still find a way to prove you are innocent. I know you will,” “Alpha Fenrir won’t make it easy, I know that,” I rubbed my temples in frustration. Just then, the door to my office swung open, revealing a frantic looking Morgan. He was panting heavily and his eyes were wide, frantic. I frowned and stood up from my seat, confused. I’ve never seen Morgan this frazzled. Something must have happened to shake him up like this. “What’s the matter?” I questioned. “Spit it out, Morgan,” “It’s…” he sucked in a deep breath. “Dark Fur,”

She furiously gaze into his eyes. "What are you doing?" She asked, but Drake was stunned by something. "Wait! I could have sworn your eyes were Golden with some sort of slit a while ago." Drake said. Morgana's heart skipped. How is this possible? She thought, afraid she's at the risk of being exposed and perhaps, the human realm would want to banish her as well. Where would she go after? It's just less than three years left, why does this man has to show up?

He started, “Apparently, Ithra cursed you out in the kitchen and when they tried to speak to her about it, she went crazy and attacked Morgan.” My jaws tightened at his words. I didn't know what I was expecting but I honestly hoped there was a mistake somewhere. “Are you certain that's what happened?” I find myself asking, unwilling to believe she held a grudge so bad she wanted to kill a wolf. “Unless everyone lied to me, including Morgan, then that's what happened.” He gritted, I could tell he wasn't finding my incessant questions pleasant. “Morgan's awake?” “Yes. She is. Thanks to her werewolf healing, Shilhi was able to quicken the process. Do you want to see her?”