Novels by Vei Alvins

People of Gold are powerful, and if an unbalanced society were to be created because of them? It is up to the royals to restore peace.Nicholas stood by the entrance of the safe house, watching from the shrubs acting as walls of the garden. He, Cerise, and Yzander were directly on top of it. Conversing, devising a plan to stop this chaos with all their willpower.It's gotten to the point that Cerise would risk her life for people she doesn’t know, to the point that even if she’s unable to fully control her abilities, if it means she’ll get everything back to normal she’ll do it.As Yzander stated, he had told his ‘friends’ to get some help outside of the city but he remains highly suspicious to both Cerise and Nicholas. Cerise feels guilt. Observing the way Yzander carries himself. So tough and rough yet his facial features scream fragile danger. She ponders at the thought of the deal she made with the doctor, giving up Yzande

Thinking of someone can be difficult. Especially when they’re somewhere far, somewhere you don’t know about.The worst-case scenario would be them in danger and the best would be they left for the better, for themselves, but Cerise knows Jean wouldn’t leave her like that.In Cerise’s eyes, Jean is her healer, her guardian. At the same time her definition of love, her partner, and their light.Months back, Jean had Cerise wrapped around his finger almost immediately. At first, Cerise almost thought that he was toying with her but then hardship came and she felt the sincerity with every step they took. The staircase is too high up to see the end, and Cerise hopes she’ll continue walking this staircase further with Jean back in her arms.It might not have seen like it, but Cerise adores and cares for Jean with the deepest and most passionate emotion she has.

"Let's keep going" Nicholas heaves, tired from all the fighting. After some nitwit hearing that they have a safe place, the lot of them tried to follow, asking to come with, but Nicholas, acting as a leader, refuses to risk the lives of his companions. Strangers are a threat, and this doctor is enough.Where could Janoir be? Cerise keeps asking herself, head spinning from all the thoughts and the tiring walk. Sal tries to distract her but talking is taking so much out of her that the hollow takes it as a sign to shut up."Janoir could be back at his house," Nicholas states, earning himself a questioning look from Halo and Cerise."Why would he go there when he knows the way to the underground house?""I mean his actual house," Nicholas pauses, reminices the happenings that occurred in that damned place. "the mansion,"Cerise quietly slows down, her guess might be right. Janoir might have come for his sister.The thought of spending the next

Waking up in an underground house seems unideal, but Cerise is excited. She wonders, how many hours, days and weeks since she last saw Sal. She's woken everybody up with the noise she's making, scrambling for tools in the boxes in the corner. Yzander and his friend has seen better days, used to the luxury that was provided with them being part of an illegal business, some would call it a mafia, for being too rich and too powerful. Even the rehabilitation rooms in ARIA were far better than this, bunk beds and cement walls reek of poverty. It's ironic, he thinks. For the safe house to belong to the Dellancy family as he's heard, this was awfully substandard. "It's time we look for Janoir and get my friend." Cerise announces, playing with her sweater before folding it and places it on the bed. "Again, Cerise, it's risky" Nicholas acts like her father, bitter and demanding. Cerise has long waited for this. For the moment she'd get to see Sal again. Janoir was no

Yzander was a leader, a boss, the alpha of a pack. So when he and his entire mob got caught two years ago by ARIA, it was his whole responsibility to get them out. He was the father of a hundred men with millions of connections that proved to be useless the moment they refused to help in getting them out.ARIA had caught them during a raid once, their president, Louejone had chased them down to the very last man until they were all detained.They did business within and outside the walls of Faradiso, and it's still a surprise they got caught since they've spent the past decades doing it with no sign of danger to their group.Yzander had a terrible power, one that had himself touching the necks of swans and aurums and they're immediately under hypnosis, moving to his commands. He was the puppet master. A puppet master whose strings were taken away.Curse Louejone!Yzander wished he'd rot in the underworld, much worse than he would.His last c

Prisoners of Gold, that's what the citizens call them. Outside, in the desert, is a red zone where aurums are wild and free to do as they want, no rule bounds them. The red zone is known for war occurring nearly everyday, between groups of powerful aurums living in the desert. The country of Fiveisla is separated not by bodies of water but by mass desolations. The reason why Faradiso has walls taller than the heavens is to block such aurums from invading the city.Today seems to be that day.Cerise was awoken by a loud ringing and people screaming, there seems to be a commotion outside.The siren of the city hall rung throughout Faradiso, it only ever does during calamities or emergencies.Cerise uncurls herself from her position, wiping the tears away as she cried because of Jean's situation. She walks toward the glass wall, peering down at the streets. There she sees aurums, attacking one another. One of them flew upwards and threw a car at a crowd. The