Novels by Christabel Adiele

Persefoni Five months laterEverything seem to be going perfectly fine. The baby is growing healthily, Sophia is more welcoming towards me and Logan finally moved the witches to New York… and of course, the daughter’s of Morgana refused to leave with him.Oh! The most important news! How could I have forgotten that?I’m getting married next month.You damn heard me right! Gabe asked me to be his wife last month, and I said yes. Come next month, I’m going to be officially Mrs. Washington.Okay! So today is my last fitting and I’m so excited.My phone and I took my eyes away from the road to search for my phone. When I saw Gabby’s name, I knew why she’s ringing me. “Gabby? I swear, I’m almost there. You’ll see me in five.”“You better hurry Persefoni,” she warned “your wedding planner is gradually getting upset, and I can’t stall her any longer.”“Tell her to give me five minutes, I swear it, I’ll be there.” I increased my speed. “Offer to buy her coffee…or maybe” The call was interrup

GabrielThere is a moment in everyone’s life we have to die. Death is something inevitable in the life of anything that eats, breath and reproduces. The most important thing that matters is the legacy we leave, the love we showered on people during our lifetime. These are what matters, necessary things that we have to do before we meet our end, so we’ll be missed, missed and remembered by many. I watched the priest with aloofness. This day reminds me of the day I buried Susan, and it’s not a memory that I want to remember right now. Sophia cried ugly tears beside me, while Gabby and Claire tried their best to console her. You heard me, Claire; somehow mom managed to invite her for the funeral despite my warnings. I felt someone’s hand grab mine. I stared at the ring unclad finger. She squeezed lightly, offering me comfort that I’ve decided not to agree that I need. Yes, he’s my father, but I haven’t been in a good relationship for many years, I only tried to fix things recently and

PersefoniFor a moment, I thought Canine was going to ignore what she saw earlier. I told her indirectly that I do not want to discuss the baby in the presence of these people, but she just had to ruin everything for me; now Gabe is never going to let me go.“Persefoni?” Gabe growled. “Say something.”Blinking rapidly, I tried not to glare at Canine. It will not only be rude to glare at a descendant of Morgana , it will be outright disastrous. “Can we do this later? In the absence of extra pairs of eyes.”He didn’t like it, not one bit but he let it go, for now. Grateful for his understanding, I focused on Canine. “What do you mean this prophecy isn’t about me but my child?” They exchanged glances, communicating silently. “Say something!” I snapped and Logan quickly grabbed my hand reminding me of my place.Sucking in deep breath, I willed myself to calm down. “I’m sorry for snapping at you, just that the tension and silence is killing me.”Gabe stared at Logan’s hand which is still h

Gabriel I do not know how to prepare while visiting witches coven, but I did pack a suitcase. Persefoni watched me as I grabbed my power bank along with my phone.“What are you doing with that?” Persefoni asked, her lips stretched with a smile. “You honestly think you’re going to need that?”I stared at the two objects in my hand, confused at which object is the topic of discussion. “I’m a business man Persefoni, I need my phone with me at all time.” I looked at her hand. “Where is your suitcase?”“Outside.” She returned around and walked towards the entrance door. “I was talking about the power bank, you won’t need it over there.”Dominic opened the car trunk and placed our bag in. “Why won’t I need it? I didn’t know witches have steady.” I teased. Her deep laughter vibrated throughout the car which made me smile. I miss this moment, moments that I make her smile.“When I said you don’t need the power bank, I didn’t say that because there will steady light supply, I said that becaus

Persefoni This is insane. I know I shouldn’t carry on with this, but I can’t bear to disappoint Gabby. I would have carried on with this if Caro didn’t give me the best news of my life.I’m pregnant. I’m carrying an evidence of the love Gabe and I shared.Placing my hand on my stomach, I thought of how best to break the news to Gabby. She will surely to disappointed. I will too, if someone gave me such good hope, not to shatter it, I will be disappointed too.According to Caro, there is no way I’ll do this without harming myself and the baby, she went further to explain that maybe the prophecy wasn’t for me, but for my baby. Nevertheless, there is only one way to find out. I’ll have to pay the daughters of Morgana a visit, either today or tomorrow.Gabriel will be ecstatic about this baby, but I don’t know if I want to share this moment with him. I don’t even know if I can trust him again, especially when that bitch is still roaming round bf street of New York. Gabriel hurt me…he lit

GabrielEverything sounds so crazy and surreal to me. Persefoni knows how much I love her, how much I need her, yet she's ready to sacrifice her life for a man who is paying for his sins. Rubbing my neck stiffly, I tried to get rid of the sudden ache but to no avail. Logan noticing just how hard this news is for me, he refilled my glass. "You are the only one who can talk her out of this Washington. She obviously doesn't listen to me anymore." I chuckled at his statement. "It's true." he argued. "I've been telling her to visit the daughters of Morgana since thy kingdom come, but she's yet to pay them a visit."Daughters of Morgana are bad news, Persefoni educated me on that. The only reason why she has to visit the daughters of Morgana is when she takes something she isn't suppose to consume. "Why did you insist on her paying them a visit?" a thought occurred to me. "Did she drink coffee?" Surely she cannot be that sucidial. He rolled his eyes at my question. "Persefoni hates coffe

Epilogue AngelaTwo months laterLife doesn’t go as expected. I’m pretty sure Natasha, Veronica, and Vera didn’t see this coming when they were scheming against me and my father.It’s been two months now since the news of Natasha’s accident hit the internet. They presumed it to be suicide just like Susan DaVinci, but I know better. It is my husband’s doing and I do not need anyone to confirm it for me.Poor Mr. DaVinci. The old man died of cardiac arrest after his daughter was found dead in a clubhouse. Arlo, Natasha’s son is with the Wilsons. They send us pictures of him, and against Xavier’s liking, I visit him once in a while; he’s my nephew after all.All the shares Xavier forced Natasha to hand over to me made me the highest shareholder, but I gave the shares which were originally meant for Natasha to her son Arlo. This conflict has to end with us, it does not have to be extended to our children and children’s children.Having a near experience with death makes you take a lot o

XavierImagine being forced to wear a Versace gown with a perfect makeup few minutes after your son was taken away from you; that’s exactly Natasha’s fate and with the way her lips tightened, I could tell she in no way like her fate. My men pulled her to the big hall, each man standing by her side. She literally had to race after them because they walked too fast, which also made her walk too fast, a painful attempt if you ask me because her nine inches heel made it pure torture.Stopping at the big door, Harden knocked and the door opened. We all stepped into the big hall where Mateo is being held.It’s okay to say that the young man has been battered beyond repair. I do doubt if any plastic surgeon can fix that face because the scars and current bruises are going to give them tough work.“Long time no see Mateo.” When was the last time I was here? I can’t even remember. Approaching the battered man, I squatted to his level. “I’ve not been a good host and I apologize for that.” Slap

XavierThe first person I visited was Natasha in a cozy cabin that have enough heat for the sake of the baby. The moment I walked into the room, I heard the cry of the baby. Lucas met me at the doorway. “Don’t you think we should hire a nanny? At least until you have to send him to Martinez?”“That won’t be necessary.” The lesser people know about this, the better it is for everybody. “If things should go well, the baby should be out of our hands soonest.” The loud cry was reduced to whimpers. “What’s up with the baby?”“I think Natasha is breastfeeding him.” Well then, I have to give the baby a little more time to finish his breakfast. “Mr. DaVinci is still in our custody, what should we do with him?”“Let him go.” He doesn’t know who kidnapped him or his daughter. All DaVinci knows is that someone sent him a picture of his daughter held in chains, he flew down to New York and was snatched right at the airport, next, he was in a room with a blindfold while Oliver recorded the whole t

XavierLucas got to the hospital before me, he called me on my way to inform me that he was already at the hospital and he inquired to know if they should wait for me before administering the antidote but I told them to carry on because the more that poison is in her, the more problem it causes for her.According to Susan, her recovery will be a gradual process. She claimed that if the antidote was administered before the poison became effective, then it would have worked asap, but for the fact that the poison has already started doing its job, it will take two to three days before she finally regains consciousness which made me question her initial plan.I vividly recall Susan telling me that if she takes the antidote tonight, she’ll be able to go home tonight and that can only mean that she lied to me.Parking the car, I raced into the hospital. Every other person became invisible to me as I ambled to her room. Right by her side, Jackie, Lucas, Seth, and Dr. Grey observed her. I gu

XavierI’ve been with Angela for six hours, holding her hand and staring at her pale face whilst wishing that I could swap places with her right now. She doesn’t have to go through this, especially because of me. I brought Susan into her life and I’m the one who Susan is obsessed with.Sighing, I massaged her fingers, careful not to disconnect the machine helping to keep her alive. Her fashion show was a disaster. Nobody or no news line talks about it without talking about the incident that happened.“I’m going to get you out of here,” I promised her. “This is not going to be how you end. I’m going to send that bitch to the afterlife and get you out of here.” Leaning down, I kissed her palm.My phone buzzed and I picked it up. A text message from Lucas to let me know that he has arrived and they are on their way to intercept his car. Pocketing the phone, I stood up, stared at my wife then reached down and kissed her lips softly. “I know you wouldn’t want me doing that, but I have to d

XavierMary was the first to enter the club, but I wasn’t daft to let her go in alone, not because I’m bothered about her safety, but because I do not trust her not to ruin this for us. For all I know, she might be playing a fast one on us or trying to alert Susan of my presence. I had to send Tom to keep an eye on her.Stomping into the clubhouse, I requested a room and they handed me keys to room number twenty. Guessing we aren’t far apart, I climbed the stairs to her room.The thin walls made it possible to hear people moaning inside the occupied rooms. Never in my life did I think I’ll grace this shit hole with my presence. It’s an error to hear different voices of people moaning at the same time.Mary met us in the hallway. “Bathi went to grab some tampons for Susan, you need to grab her and leave before he returns.”“Tampons?”She shrugged. “I had to come up with an excuse to send him away.”I’m not afraid of Bathi or whatever his name is, he can kiss my ass for all I care. Igno

Two years later I watched Jimmy play around the garden with Ashley. It's very surprising how she grew fond of him. Just two years ago, I had a fight with Cardin about adopting him, I fight which I obviously won. I ruined his life by being the main reason why his parents died, the evidence of my recklessness marred his skin although his vampire trait tried healing him up, but yet not everything got wiped off.As for Petrov, I don't really know what Cardin did to him. I never asked, but he came home countless nights with blood stained shirt.Pedro walked over to Ashley and handed her glass. Finally, I think she's moving on. Although she's not totally over Cardin because she still bitches at me at whatever opportunity she gets, but at least she's giving Pedro a chance."Hey," Cardin called, his hands circling my waist from behind "I've been looking for you" he kissed my neck before raising his head to stare at Jimmy. "He looks all grown."I giggled at him. Ever since Jimmy got signed ov

Lucy Did I get run over by a vehicle or what? Why does my head hurt so badly? I racked my brain to remember what really happened, that was when it came flowing back. That bastard snapped my back just to shut me up.I opened my eyes, expecting to see the now familiar leaking roof, but instead of the roof, I saw another familiar one, one that I find comfort in. I sat upright massaging my temple due to the headache. Looking down to my clothing, I discovered that I was wearing something neat and my body looks scrubbed.I went down in search of the other occupant of this house who happens to be my husband. I opened the door to an empty hallway, not that I'm surprised. Cardin made it clear that none of the guards should wonder upstairs. According to him, he doesn't want them hearing my moans, not even by mistake. He believes that sound was created just for him and him alone.Walking down the stairs, I followed the whisper of voices to the kitchen, there I met Baron, Cardin and Ashley. I thi

Lucy Staying in the dark brought back feelings that are somewhat familiar, when I close my eyes, I see images that make me wonder if I'm the character of my imaginations? Or dreams? I can't even tell what's real and what's not.The only face I see is that of the young man who brings me a glass of blood once a day for my daily sustainance. Most times, I see the face of Tornado staring back at me then I'm overcame by guilt, guilt over the fact that I led him to his death, not to mention Jimmy and his parents.The asshole who took me is yet to make an appearance after my short conversation with Cardin, most times, I think he has forgotten he left someone down here.The sound of the groaning door brought me back to the present. Turning over to the other side, I opened my eyes and blinked rapidly to clear my blurry eyesight. When I saw who was standing at the door, I shot to my feet."My deepest apologies for my inability to visit all these while, I've been busy with other things that isn'

Cardin We got to Alberto's house by nightfall, the Bentley parked outside his gate, but not within eye sight. Baron eyed the security men at the gate, his face folding in a frown. "How do you intend to pass through these securities?"I ignored him because I already have it covered. I know their focus will be on the other black SUV that my men deliberately parked outside the gate, making sure to make the car so obvious which will give Vincent and Sebastian time to handle the two men that are guarding the back gate."We are clear boss" Vincent voice filled my ear."We are entering through the back door." I informed Baron who is still eyeing the security men through the tinted glass. "Klaus? Is the security system disabled?""Yes boss."I opened the door and walked towards the back gate, my eyes flickering briefly to the black SUV at the front gate. They are to drive away the moment we enter the house without any trouble but if things should go south, they are free to use the werewolf ba

Cardin Three days and still no news on my wife. Despite all we did, we always ended up at a dead end and I am near frustration.Standing on the terrace, I watched Baron and Alberto deep in conversation. Merissa kept passing glances at me, but I made no move in acknowledging it. Baron shook hands with Alberto as he handed him the files which means the deal is done.I'm suppose to be happy, having added to my wealth, but the one and only person whom I want to celebrate with isn't here with me. Throwing the cigar into the ash tray, I walked back into the house.Baron met me at the bar, he dropped the file from Alberto on the table. "The deal is done. Merissa didn't want to go, it seems she has developed likeness for this place."I know what he's trying to do, but honestly it isn't working. "We are striking Sicily tomorrow. Let the men know so they can get ready.""I don't think attacking his territory while he still has Lucy in his possession is the right decision. Any decision that you

Cardin Something feels off. You know that feeling of restlessness, the feeling you get when things go wrong, that's the feeling I'm getting right now. "Are you okay?" Baron asked me as he dropped the files he was holding. "If this is about the wine distribution, I'm sure it will go well."This negative feeling isn't about money or fame, it's something closer to the heart. "Call Tornado, tell him to turn the car around and bring my wife back home."Baron grinned at me "You miss her already?""I'm ain't in the mood for jokes Baron, call Tornado and tell him to bring my wife the fuck home. Something is about to go wrong, I can feel it and I want her around me when shit hits the rock."Baron must have noticed how serious I am because he fished his phone out from his pocket and started dialing Tornado's number. I tried focusing on file before me, but that proved diffcult, especially when Baron's call was being redirected to Tornado's voicemail. "Why isn't he picking his call?" I asked ou

ANNA More than a month had passed since that harrowing incident, yet its memories remained as vivid as if it had occurred just yesterday. The echoes of gunshots still reverberated in the depths of my mind, and the fear of losing Dante clung to me like an unwelcome shadow. He had risked everything for me, shielding me with his own body, taking a bullet for me and in that moment, I made a solemn vow to love him endlessly if he fought his way out of the coma that consumed him. The mere thought of losing him sent waves of anguish through my soul. Dante... my brave, selfless Dante.But it wasn't just the anguish of losing him that consumed me; it was the seething rage that burned within me, directed at the one responsible for this tragedy. That vile woman had sent Dante, the great Dante Williams, into a coma. If I could resurrect her just to take her life once more, I would do it without hesitation.Amidst the chaos and uncertainty, Xavier, a man who had been a constant presence in my lif

ANNAOur journey back to New York unfolded smoothly, with laughter and camaraderie filling the helicopter cabin. The guys cracked jokes, Dante engrossed in his phone, and I found solace in immersing myself in a romance novel on Booknet. It was a rare moment of tranquility amidst the chaos we had faced.As we approached our destination, Xavier expressed his need to be dropped off so he could catch a flight back to California. We obliged, landing on the rooftop of a hotel where he bid us farewell. With a final wave, he disappeared into the building, leaving Dante and me to continue our journey.Once we landed and stepped out of the helicopter, I suddenly found myself enveloped in a tight hug. Startled, I looked up to see Mateo wearing a broad smile on his face."So happy to have you back, Anna," Mateo exclaimed, his eyes scanning my face before embracing me once more.Returning his hug, I couldn't help but be touched by his warmth and genuine joy. "I'm happy to be back," I replied, my v

ANNAAs I sat on the rock, catching my breath and allowing my weary muscles to relax, a glimmer of curiosity caught my eye. Not too far from where I stood, nestled amidst the foliage, was a cave entrance. Its dark recesses beckoned to me, despite the inherent dangers that caves often held. Yet, an irresistible pull urged me forward, compelling me to explore its mysterious depths. How could we have missed this during John and his crew's cleanup? Were they as oblivious to its presence as I had been?I couldn't resist the temptation any longer. With a mix of trepidation and intrigue, I rose from the rock and cautiously made my way towards the cave. Each step carried a hint of apprehension, my mind flooded with thoughts of hidden treasures or a fantastical encounter awaiting me within. Absurd as it may seem, a part of me half-expected a whimsical figure resembling the Wizard of Oz to materialize before my eyes.Shaking off the whimsical notion, I pressed on, my heart pounding in anticipat

ANNAThe past week with Dante had been nothing short of a blissful honeymoon stage, as he lavished me with his attention, pampering me and worshipping every inch of my being. However, amidst the intoxicating whirlwind of love and desire, there was a nagging thought that persistently gnawed at the corners of my mind—the elusive file. I yearned for its resolution, unable to attain complete peace of mind while it still lingered in the shadows.Today, with a newfound determination, I resolved to bring up the subject once more. I couldn't suppress my curiosity any longer; the file's existence cast a faint but palpable shadow over our idyllic paradise.Finding Dante on the island wasn't a particularly challenging task. I spotted him reclining under the warm sun, basking in its golden embrace. Drawing closer, I handed him the bottle of sun screen, a subtle request for him to apply it onto my exposed back. His eyes darted toward the security personnel stationed nearby, prompting the vigilant

ANNADante's reassurances did little to ease my growing unease. Deep down, I couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something, something potentially dangerous. Attempting to reach him, I dialed his number several times, only to be sent straight to voicemail each time. Frustrated, I turned to Xavier as my next point of contact, but my calls to him also led to his voicemail. It seemed like everyone I reached out to was suddenly unreachable.In a desperate attempt to gather some information, I turned to the intimidating figures Dante had assigned as my security. However, they remained tight-lipped, refusing to provide any insight or even acknowledge my presence. Their indifference to my greetings only fueled my suspicion further.Seeking solace, I stepped out from behind the protective shield made of bamboo and scanned the surroundings. That's when I noticed Lily, completely engrossed in her own world, diligently etching something on the sandy ground. Intrigued, I approached her,

DANTESilently, I eased the door open and peered into the room, spotting one of Orlando's men meticulously arranging the space. It appeared he had been reduced to a servant, a mere houseboy in Orlando's empire. Taking aim at his heart, I squeezed the trigger, the sound of the gunshot punctuating the air. The man crumpled onto the bed, his lifeblood staining the pristine white sheets. One adversary eliminated, leaving six more to confront. Stepping further into the room, Matteo, Tom, and John followed closely behind me, ready for the imminent confrontation. With a subtle nod from me, they dispersed, each armed with the determination to eradicate those despicable men.Time seemed to blur as the next few moments unfolded. Swiftly and efficiently, we took down four more of Orlando's men, their existence extinguished with ruthless precision. John's skill and proficiency in combat proved invaluable, reinforcing my confidence in our team's ability. Now, we stood on the threshold of the cabin