Novels by Lia Roisin

It was early in the cold morning. The ballroom is packed with tables and chairs as well as food and wine, not to mention a huge jar of blood for the vampire guests. The servants are everywhere in the castle with trays of something in their hands. “Rosamund, wake up.” I said softly, brushing a finger on her cheek. Her eyes opened instantly, “It’s time, isn’t it?” “Happy birthday, my sweet rose.” I smiled “Thank you, mother.” She sat up and hugged me tightly. I helped her get ready for the day. She went to the tub for a relaxing dip. I scattered rose petals in her bath as well seeing she also likes r

The moment we stepped foot outside the dungeon, I sighed in relief. It was suffocating there and I could barely breathe. Cassius placed a hand on my back as we walked back to our chamber.“You haven’t told me,” I bit the inside of my cheek. I may be a bit nosy to ask this but I needed to know.“Told you what?” He didn’t even glance at me. He knew what I was talking about but he won’t say a thing about it.“About what happened between you and Ambrose,” The moment those words escaped my lips, I saw a flash of displeasure in his emerald eyes. His lips pursed as his jaw moved.“Ambrose was myhalf brother. We

“But you have no control yet,” He said with a warning tone.I simply ignored him and made my way down the stairs towards the dungeon. My heels clacking against the stone ground. I wore a strapped, pale green maxi dress that was cut just above my ankles.I hear Cassius follow behind me. According to him, the dungeon is located at the very bottom of the castle and there are about six floors. The dungeon is hidden and no one knows about it except for the royal family and some few servants that guard the place.The castle dungeon only imprisoned selected people. While on the other hand, there is also another dungeon located at the east but that is a place for all criminals aroundSyrr. 

The sky is almost dark, only the shades of orange and pink can be seen. The moon is out already. Vienna and I got back to the castle walking side by side. We would not want to be late for dinner. The Queen is strict when it comes to dinner and no one wants to anger the Queen ofSyrr.The huge double doors to the dining hall busted open as soon as the servant saw us. The long table is a feast as usual. The King is also present tonight. Cassius tapped the seat next to him and smiled at me.Vienna walked to the seat next to Rose while I sat next to Cassius. After a while we started eating in silence. I guess I can say that I’m used to it, the awkward silence in the room while we eat. I figured they just eat that way. Cassius told me it’s a sign of disrespect if we eat while talking.

“Cassius!” I groaned as I pulled my body out of his arms. I stood up with the sheets wrapped around me. I walked to his closet and picked a fresh set of clothing.“Come back to bed,” Cassius' soft tone made me smirk. This man, really! He’s insatiable. We’ve been up all night and now he can’t get his hands off of me.“I have somewhere else to be and I already told you that,” Once I’ve finished changing, I grab the hair brush to fix my hair.“Where? Is it important?” He leaned back on the headboard, only his lower body being covered by white sheets. Now his torso is exposed I can’t help but to take a quick glance at his ripped abs.&nb

“So where do you want to go next?” He asked, staring at me with his pretty emeralds.I pressed my lip, “Hm, I don’t know. Since we went to myfavoriteplace, maybe we can go to yourfavoriteplace. Do you have afavoriteplace?”“Should we go to mylakehouse?”My eyes widened, “You have alakehouse?”He nodded, “I do, it was a gift from my father when I was little. Vienna and Damon used to accompany me here during the summer. Vee would lie to my father telling him that we’ll be training by the lake but we’ll most likely be bathing.” He chuckled to himsel

“What a beautiful dripping mess you are, Azalia.”A warm exhale fanned my neck, a trail of scorching kisses from Zakael followed afterwards. His head was buried on the crook of my neck as he rubbed my wetness. The wet damp of his lips on my skin was as addicting as feeling blood spatters on cheek. He licked, nipped every inch of my bare neck. I swear I could feel them already bruising.“Do you want me to stop?” He asked, biting my shoulder.Do I? I was too busy being a moaning mess for me to stop him. I was enjoying this as much as he does. Am I seriously considering this?“This isn’t fair.” I murmured, heavy breathing and wet strands sticking all over my face. I gripped onto his arms so hard that my nails clawed his skin. His fingers were perfect, slowly tormenting my sensitive folds. A finger slid inside of me as his thumb rubbed my clit. Heat erupted from my core like fire. I was so close to a release. My desperate cry of pleasure intensified; Zakael knew I was close.I hear Zakae

That night I slept like a baby. I slept better than I had in years. Zakael’s embrace was warm and tight, it almost felt like home. But it was just one night. I doubt there would be another chance of us sleeping together in one bed. I won’t allow it. Today, Zakael is just working from home. Meanwhile, Lewis was nowhere to be found. He mentioned that he’s needed at the agency for last week’s report. Ruby sent me an email of Zakael’s schedule and meetings for this week and the next. His schedule is packed as hell. I wouldn’t last a day in such a tedious job like his. Maybe, I’m just not meant for corporate jobs. I want to be out there more in the field, you know? Like tormenting people… Wrapping the clean robe around my body, I stepped out of the bathroom. But before I could walk all the way to the closet, I noticed a huge box sitting on the edge of my bed. It was a white box with a logo that shimmered in rose gold. It was a designer brand and I know an expensive designer when I see on

"Do you understand?" Zakael asked. "Yes." The word escaped my mouth hesitantly. I could not for a second, recognize my own voice. It was the tone of submission; my voice was so soft and dripping with acquiescence. It’s not often you can see Azalia Davis in a state of submission. Zakael stared at every inch of my face; half of my face was darkened with blood and I just hoped it’s dark enough for him to not notice. His thumb ran over my cheek, rubbing off a spatter of blood near my eye. I looked for a single emotion in his eyes… anything. Fear? Concern? Disgust? But I looked and there was none. Zakael looked at me calmly, almost too calm for a normal person. My clothes were soaked with blood that isn’t mine. I know my job is dangerous. It involved hurting and killing people. I could be in danger anytime. It’s a part of our job as agents. Zakael slowly withdrew his hand from my face. "You should wash up and rest." He said softly. "Zakael." I called his name in a soft whisper, almos

"Frank!" My mom cried loudly. A gunshot blew heavily and deafeningly inside a dark room, along with my mom's sobbing. She repeatedly yelled the name of her husband, but my dad wasn’t budging. My dad was dead on the ground, bloody and bruised. It took only one second for that pistol to fire right through my dad’s head. "Frank!" My mom cried my dad’s name as if he would wake up anytime soon. His body was starting to get colder in her arms. The warmth of his skin and the life in his eyes were now slowly fading away. "Mom?" A faint voice echoed inside the living room of our house, and I walked out of my bedroom silently. I looked over to the man who was holding a white handkerchief. It was still fresh in my mind—this memory that would scar me forever. I saw how that man pointed a gun at my dad. How calmly he pulled the trigger, like it was just a normal day at work. Unknowingly, I memorized the face, the gestures, and the physique of my father’s killer. Seeing a loved one die right bef

It was six in the morning when I received a message from Ciara. She wanted to go meet up for coffee. It was a surprise that the lady devil could actually wake up that early for coffee, or was it for gossip? I drove to Ciara’s go-to café, the one near her place and twenty miles from Zakael’s house. How convenient for Ciara, really. Lewis already drove Zakael to work, as I instructed my co-agent because today is going to be a big day. At least for Gaspar Zaragoza. Maybe today is a good day to die? “Bitch, where the hell are you?” Ciara asked on the other line. A loud sound of sipping and shaking ice cubes came seconds after. “I’m already here, C. I’ll hang up now.” I lowered my phone and slid it back into my pocket. The place was almost empty this morning. It’s still early, and most customers were students and a few employees were getting their usual orders. I searched the place and easily found Ciara sitting on the far corner near the glass windows. A smirk graced my lips as I wal

I let out a deep sigh, leaning my elbows over the bar counter, lazily watching people coming inside and out of Clementine. I would usually drop my side jobs as soon as the agency hands me a new mission. Maybe it’s time for me to quit my job as a bartender. The only reason why I took the bartending job is because I liked doing it. However, babysitting a grown ass man can be a little time-consuming. The loud booming music inside the club wasn't enough to interrupt my train of thoughts. It's been days since Ruby handed me the side mission. Gaspar Zaragoza is a lot stupider than I thought for not being able to hide his location. Oh, well, no one can really hide from my badass friend, Deize Smith. The woman can track down anything. However, the bastard’s date of death hasn’t been decided yet. I'm waiting for the right time and the right place. I have to be fast, though; it's not supposed to take more than a week to execute side missions. At least not for the agency’s top agents. “Switch?”