lizmorgan

[Status: Ongoing] "If I run away?" "I will love, care, and pamper you so much you won't even think about it." ________ ”Wait…" The president's stern voice rang across the silent room. "Yes, sir anything else?"She asked. The president coughed. "Umm, my parents invited you to dinner tonight."He informed. "Yes sir I will be there, "Genesis responded in the same cold voice he used. Her heels clicked and he watched her until she finally left and the door closed. Aiden sighed and tapped the pen on the table. 'Does she hate me that much?' He wondered with a frown. He groaned upset that they had made absolutely no process whatsoever. Genesis closed the door and sat back on her desk. She placed her hand on her chest where her heart was racing. "Get over yourself already." She mumbled in a soft voice. She twirled in her chair, with her eyes closed. 'No office romance.No office romance.No office romance.No office romance.' She chanted inwardly. ***** "Didn't you say you didn't care whether I went back with my ex or not!?" She furiously glared at him. He smirked in response. "If all my past attempts at keeping you by my side failed, why would I let that bastard take you away from me? I won't let you walk away again!" He has liked her for years unfortunately she was already engaged to the love of her. In the end, she became his wife instead... (Original work) Instagram: author.lizmorgan Discord: lizmorgan#9231 Discord Link: https://discord.gg/pA7JTjngJv

[Status: ongoing ] **No rape or major misunderstanding just an intriguing revenge plot filled with secrets and twists. (expect a manipulative villainess)*** _____ Synopsis: "You did well, I'm proud of you." "Thank you." She smiled. A few seconds went by with pure silence between them, contrasting the loud clapping and cheering from the crowd behind them. She looked towards the stage and then back at him, who was yet to remove his eyes from her lips. "Are we having a staring contest? Or are you going to kiss me? Make your decision quickly or I will do it for you." The next day: Noah Preston and the famous designer Justine found kissing behind the stage! Noah Preston's response to the scandal: "I was just congratulating her, why the big fuss?" A user's response: "Do you congratulate everyone by kissing their lips?" Justine's response: "I don't know him." ..... Seven years ago they divorced because of some misunderstanding between them and a lovely b*tch that wanted to ruin her life. She was naive but she was far from innocent. Seven years later she's not here to take 'no' for an answer. She has come back as a single mother of two and with a thirst for revenge. All the suffering that some scheming b*tch gave her will be paid back 100 times more with an extra dose of pain. As cliche, as it may sound the hidden mystery of the past, will change all of what both Adriana and Noah expected. The sudden twist to this story might affect them for the best or the worst but this time they are determined to never separate again. "This time I will never let go of you, Adriana. Don't even think about escaping!" Wrapping her fingers around his tie nicely she pulled him forward and smirked "Don't ever think about leaving me! Noah Preston, you are mine and I will stick to you like glue if I have to!" _____ Instagram: author.lizmorgan Discord: lizmorgan#9231 Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/pA7JTjngJv

[Status: Ongoing] ***I update when I can and have time*** ~~~~~ "I can't help but love you, even though I try not to." ~~~~~ “Every time you speak all I hear is the shrieking of a dying cat!” “Well, every time you speak I want to strangle myself!” They both shared a small silence after their statements. “Screw you, Lewis!” Clair humphed and turned her heels, changing her direction to her bedroom. “Lewis? Did you just call me Lewis?” James’s eyes turned wide as he marched after her. “Yes, and?”
 “Well screw you too Ainara.” Clair gasped. “You dirty little-“
 “You started this first!” Oh, she begged to differ. “You man child!” “Are you seriously speaking right now? You’re acting like a child yourself!” “Whatever I’m out of this stuffy palace!” “If you’re going to run away at least don’t announce it. Look how that turned out for you last time.” He mocked. “Well, third times the charm! L-E-W-I-S” She raised her hand picking up her pace as he still followed behind her persistently. He suddenly stopped and said, “Fine. You can try to run away I don’t care.” Clair halted her steps and turned around. “Really?” She asked. He could imagine literal hearts in her eyes right now. Not responding he turned around and walked to the opposite direction where his room was, only to realize they had the same bedroom! He then turned around and entered their room, slamming the door shut. Clair scoffed and ran down the hall to make her grand escape. ….. A few minutes later, If the guards who were trying to help up their unconscious fellow guards, didn’t witness their King pick up their Queen and drop her on his shoulder like a bag of potatoes, they would have thought he was carrying their Queen’s corpse. With her head hanging low Clair groaned. “You said I could escape.”
 “No, I said you could try.” ******* Cold-blooded.Cruel.Demoness.Killer. That’s what they labeled her as, not that they were wrong. She was feared amongst all killers, many said the devil himself was afraid of her. But others insisted she was the devil herself! This was the way she survived, the way she trained herself for the most important day of her life. The day she could take revenge on the man who had stolen all her family members from her. Saved by her adopted father in the attempt to give up on her own life, she received a new identity and chance. Just when she thought she was able to put her past away, someone shows up with the intention of marrying his son off to her. Since when did she get men as offerings? Sure she was a goddess, but guys chill out! "It was love at first sight!" Her adopted father insisted. The way they both tried to strangle each other as soon as they met, was love at first sight? What are we? What have we become? -------- (TW's: mentions of sexual assault, r@pe, and suicide.) Instagram: Author_lizmorgan Discord: lizmorgan#9231 Discord Link: https://discord.gg/pA7JTjngJv

[Status: Ongoing]"You owe me a wedding night." He told her. "What? let go!"She started to struggle but no matter what she did even if he was drugged he was stronger."Go look for someone else!"She shouted. He didn't budge though."I can't."He whispered and started to kiss her neck. She pushed him away."I can't touch any of those women."He said. Ashlyn froze. For reasons she doesn't want to think about having him go to someone else isn't something she will prefer either. ----"Last night-"He was about to tell her that he didn't mind trying to get along with her but he was rudely interrupted. She looked up at him and said."Last night? Nothing happened last night.''She then nonchalantly placed a piece of sausage in her mouth. Every single action of hers was calm and yet careless. Like whatever the world was doing or saying was none of her business. He was utterly shocked.****Her family thinks she is mute, weak, and pathetic. Her mom died and her stepmother and step sister took over. She never bothered though and kept her facade. Then she finds herself married to the CEO of a top entertainment company. As the firstborn daughter of the Brown family, she has no choice to marry in order to keep up her facade. Her husband disappeared for two whole years what happens when one day he comes back drugged and ready to claim his wedding night?(Partly modern fantasy)