Novels by Chocolate_topping

It has been twenty-four hours since the incident happened. The FBI visited the murder scene and tapped the place as a district area. They found only Amanda's corpse with her fangs retracted and her claws removed. We left them with the brain-tasking job of finding out what kind of monster she is and why she was killed in that horrific way.Hilda's corpse was placed in a wooden coffin made with the finest and darkest shade of brown with a huge 'H' accessory adorning it. Her body was placed in there with the cover opened while we mourned her. She was a great warrior and a friend. She had the best intentions for all with a weird way of showing emotions. But from her history of what happened a century again, we understood her better."Come!" Suzy beckoned on me. For the first time in history, she wasn't wearing a skimpy outfit. She was draped in a long black gown to honor Hilda. An effort I commended. I was impressed with her character development."I stood up from the liv

#Los Angeles##Blood and fangs##Wands and claws#You are outmaneuvered, out mannered and frankly speaking, quite out of your freaking mind!!!♥Elena's POV♥"Hilda moved out." Cedric's baritone thundered as he walked into my room, wiping his blood-stained mouth with the hem of a shirt."Don't ask me how the hell it happened, I'm still feeling guilty enough about what happened yesterday." She held her hands up before mumbling, "It is mental torture, I feel like I'm going crazy." She said to herself."We could probably blame it on the excessive vodka she had yesterday night after opening up to you both." Cedric plopped on the edge of my bed."Or maybe it was the club. It was probably the strobing lights of the nightclub and repetitive doof doof of the bass that triggered some form of chemical reaction in her brain, causing her to make a rash decision all of a sudden." I furrowed my brows at the both of them, lost in thoughts.

Sunbeam crept into my room bit by bit before gradually illuminating my room as the soft golden diffuse rays settled on my face, waking me in the process and disrupting my much more craved slumber."Hilda, I have made hot coffee, fried yummy eggs, and pancakes, and picked up fresh apples for you from the garden." Mom's voice reverberated around the house."Thanks mother," I said begrudgingly and used my pillow to shield my face."Come downstairs right now and come and have breakfast before I come in using formula B for you." She called out again, this time around with a threat."Five more minutes mom, just five and I will be at the dining." The shrilling sound of a voice made me jump up from my bed in nightmare. It was my mother dressed in her pajamas, singing God knows what while my eardrums bled and cried in agony. Her skin glowed in the presence of sunlight and she looked pretty chic for a woman of forty-five years."Stop ma, you are hurting my ears,

#Alaska##Sexual slavery##Vampires#Daylight rings and sexual epidemic♥Elena's POV♥On a scale of one to ten, the past two days have brought in more trouble than a global pandemic has and so far, it kept on deteriorating further. The thought of even being related to a psychopath with a jagged scarred face who has done nothing but cause trouble to us makes me sick to the bone marrow. Questions like if he was truly Kate's brother why didn't we know about him all these years, why he never attended Kate's funeral and if there will be new siblings popping out of the blue raced through my head all night and made me sleep-deprived.How can I sleep when my father is slowly losing his mind and kidnapping hostages yet he still bears the crown. Questions like what other crazy things would he embark on made me consider options like chaining him in a dungeon and treating his mental health before he can be released because him roaming around like a ti

♥Suzy's POV♥Usually I'm not always one to get involved in things that don't concern my life, my family, and Elena, but seeing Amanda trying so hard to get Hilda to bury the hatchet made me want to contribute although I can't tell if it's because of her alluring beauty or her soft voice but the fact remains unchanged and that is she is willing to make amends so Hilda should give her the benefit of the doubt and move on with her."When I screamed harder, I meant the sex and not the entire relationship, Amanda, you fucked me up." Hilda paced around her room, throwing things around and breaking fragile objects like the painting of a mermaid in ceramic porcelain we got from china two hundred years ago and that hurt me to my bone marrow."And that is why I will always apologize, I'm sorry Hilda, at least invite me in so you can see that I have changed." Her tender baritone pleaded."I don't invite cunning foxes to my home, leave my window side and let me

#Factions conflict##California##factory duels#Let me remind you why they call me that dark lord, have you ever been skinned alive?♥Elena's POV♥The day was dwindling by and the sunset was finally escaping. It blossoms upon the cloud like a sweet wild clover bloom with a flourish of romance. The sky tinges a vibrant orange glow and a glossy gold upon the horizon as the evening casts her dusky gown."C'mon everyone, hurry into my brand new whip!" Hilda beckoned on everyone as we exited the quarter. "Nice whip!" Tiana said as she caressed the cream-colored car that must have cost thousands of dollars. "I know right!" Hilda grinned, revealing her white translucent pair of teeth."Wow! Hilda, did you buy a Lamborghini Urus? She is gorgeous." I took a step back slowly to admire the car. The details of the car screamed of pure grandeur. The tyre was well crafted with layers of shar

All my life, I have always attended big weddings, ate to my fill without caring if the bride and groom are actually in love or something. Now it is my time to be wedded. It is my time for young girls to feast on my wedding foods without giving a flying fuck if Alex and I are compatible or if the marriage will last.___It is quite fascinating how the reality you know and must have adapted to, changes-- flips like a freaking pancake in a grilling machine. The day before and yesterday, I was single and today, I'm getting married. Although I'm happy to be getting married to my true love after dating for two years.I no longer work at the bank after I discovered that I am four weeks pregnant last week. My mother's store has been expanded to something ginormous-- to a shopping mall. It has always been her dream and Alex helping mother to actualize the dream only made her love him the more and became prouder of me.My brother ha

"Don't worry, you will be fine. Stop getting nervous." Alex whispered in my ear as he led me towards the Adebayo's empire.Nervous? How wouldn't I be nervous? For the first time in my life, I am stepping into the compound of one of the most prominent and wealthy families in Nigeria so we can get introduced as his fiance.Mom on the other hand welcomed Alex with all opened chest. She eagerly went to the kitchen to prepare a local delicacy called amala, gbegiri, ewedu and offals. It has always been my favourite native food and Alex confirmed he likes it too but he prefers pounded yam and egusi soup.Mom didn't only sing my praises of finally getting sensible with choosing the right man, she also insulted the good-for-nothing Marcus and claimed she is happy he has gone with his bad luck. Mom loved Alex, even more, when he dropped a fat wad of Nairas for her to stock up her shop. She was more than excited. She began telling us to

Alex's point of view (POV)__I stood by the shore side of the beach waiting for the hint of any bronze-skinned toned person named Tife.My mind did a little flashback to what happened in the afternoon. Her entire apartment is like a museum of her alleged boyfriend or do I say, ex-boyfriend. Yeah, I think that sounds better, the idea of someone else being her boyfriend tasted like a bitter pill in my tongue.Her walls are filled with photos of the fair-skinned, leaned guy with dreadlocks. At the corner of her table, she had a golden frame of him with big candles of different colours that I'm beginning to wonder if she worshipped him. When people use coloured candles, it could also mean rituals or curses so I'm hoping it is the latter.I stole a glance at her kitchen that was adorned with long beads that served as a decorative ornament to the kitchen and believe me, she has another huge frame of him hung up on the wall. She probably stares at his picture wh

Alex's point of view (POV)__Monday morning in Lagos and I already feel like a mess. I had a petty quarrel with my folks who wouldn't stop pestering me about marriage. I'm only twenty-five years old so why should I just rush into marriage with someone when I'm not sure I have found the right person for me yet.My head banged in a slight hangover from yesterday night and I had to stop at Starbucks on my way to work. The only thing that currently excites me is coming to the office to meet my personal assistant, Tife.I know I don't do black girls with a thick body but Tife is an exception. She's got this thick banging body that drives me crazy any time I see her in fitted the gowns. She has this melanin popping skin that reminds me of cocoa butter. She has this cute face that mesmerizes me any time I stared at it. She has an exceptional beauty that I have always admired right from the very first day I saw her at the traffic.The moment she banged my c

Yesterday's night club outing was an experience that will remain evergreen in my memory. We tasted different expensive wine and liquor. We danced to the latest hip hop music, we played truth and dare, we cruised around Abuja and finally sealed the day up with a mind-blowing sex. I really don't know why I went on and on, having sex with Alex. But what I do know is that I enjoy it and I might have taken Harriet's advice to heart.My boyfriend didn't call me and for the first time, I felt myself feeling comfortable with it. Mom called to know how I was fairing and I gave her all the gist and only excluding the almost death scene of the plane and how I now have sex freely with my boss. If there is one thing that is confirmed, Alex is not only a hot looking geek god but also a bad beast in bed.Everywhere is boring with nothing to do so I decided to explore one of my hobbies. Cooking. If there is one thing Abuja should be praised for, it is the peacefulness and tranquillity

Mondays in Nigeria is one of the most hated days of the week. Most people don't even smile on Mondays knowing they have to resume another stress-filled week while struggling to beat Monday morning traffic after having a relaxed filled and cosy weekend with the family. The idea of abandoning it for work can be quite frustrating. Most kids even come up with a fake illness just to avoid school.Every other person out there is either heading to work or school but the reverse is the case here, I am here in the living room trapped with Alex who was clad in a pair of joggers."What do we do today now that the business deal is off?" I munched on my toast bread and took a sip from my hot chocolate."What do you think?" Alex walked towards the dining table to have his share of his breakfast."I don't know, you are the boss," I shrugged and stared at the crazy statics of people that have lost their lives to covid-19 in the television."And you are the assist