Novels by Reedsy

Amanda EstelleI arrived at my grandfather's mansion with my father. He invited us to have dinner together. I looked at the mansion and couldn't stop admiring it secretly. It was beautiful and I can predict that there's more than 10 bedrooms inside this mansion."Let's go inside." My father said and I followed him into the mansion. One of the maid led us to the dining room and my eyes widened to see lots of variety of foods. There's only 3 of us but they prepared food like there's 20 more people coming."Welcome.. please sit down." My grandfather said with a big smile plastered on his face. I walked towards my seat but my father's eyes stuck to the paintings on the walls. He turned to my grandfather."Why do you have all of this?" He asked and I looked at the paintings around the room. It was my fathers paintings and he bought a lot of it."You're still my son even though I never like your decision." My grandfather said as he took a piece of steak. He turned to me and gestured me to s

Logan Nielsen"Did someone recognise you?" My father asked."No, I will be fine here." I said as I sat down on the sofa."Very well, I'll contact you again later. Take care of yourself, son." My fa5her ended the call.My father is the King of Denmark, Valentino Nielsen. I'm Logan Christopher Nielsen, the Prince of Denmark. As much as I love being in the palace, I have to get put of it. Why? There's been a lot of scandals surrounding me lately but all of them are not true so to slowly due them down, I have to go to London to continue my school here.In London, I'll be Logan Christian. I don't want to stand out in the crowd so I decided to just befriend a nerdy, lonely and weird girl named Amanda Estelle. I heard that she's actually the granddaughter of Elliot Estelle, one of the richest men in England but I don't really care. She's not as weird as I thought she would be, she's just building a wall with other people.After spending time with her today, she's not that bad. I mean I told

Amanda EstelleI took a bus to go to school and I kept thinking about my grandfather's words. I can't believe my father is agreeing to this, this is rediculous. The great Elliot Estelle told me to pick what collge or university and he will give me all his inheritance when I turn 25.I can't believe this.I walked to school and went straight to my Biology class. I sat down at the front since the back of the class belongs to the cool kids. At school. I'm just a lonely girl. I don't have any friends and they don't even want to be my friend. Everyone in this entire school knew that I'm the granddaughter of Elliot Estelle but he disowned my father for not wanting to take over the business.They bullied me sometimes for it and not to mention that I'm the smartest kid in the class. They bullied me to give free tutoring after school. They're mean people.The bell rang and all the students ran into their classes. The teacher walked into the classroom with a tall boy with nerd glasses tailing b

Victor EstelleI put my brush down and walked towards the door. I opened the door hoping that i willbe one of the neighboors but it turned out to be my father, Elliot Estelle who disowned me 24 years ago.i"What are you doing here?" I was completely not welcome with his sudden visit."We should talk inside, I don't want us to make a scene in this poor neighboorhood." I let him with his two bodyguards in and prepared tea for them. I brought the teacups into the living room and put it on the table. My father looked at my paintings and then he proceeded to sit down."Do you know that your daughter was trying to apply for a scholarship in CASS and London Business School?" My father asked and that surprised me. Amanda wanted to go to a business school? I looked at my father coldly and he let out a dry laugh."I'm guessing she didn't tell you about it. I can say that.. she has my blood, Victor." He said, smirking proudly."Even if she does go to one of the two, I bet she won't take over you

Amanda EstelleI looked out the window to see the gloomy sky knowing that a heavy rain will come sooner or later. My father called me and I quickly walked into the living room to see what he's up to."Mandy, do you need to buy school supplies?" My Dad asked as he put his brush down to the ground."No, I don't need anything." I smiled at him as I took a chair and sat beside him looking at his beautiful painting."So.. what's the meaning of this?" I asked. He painted a little girl holding a sunflower on her hands and she was looking at the sky full of stars."It's you.." He turned to me smiling widely as he touched my nose."Me? I pointed at myself and he nodded."It was you when you're 4, before your Mom passed away." It's true. My Mom passed away because of cancer and my Dad had to raise me alone. He always told me that I'm the best thing in his life besides my Mom. He loves my mom dearly that he swore that he won't get married again."All of your paintings are all about me, father."

He eventually managed to get himself off of me and lead me into a bathroom. The bathroom was connected to a bedroom that I recognised as his the second I had walked in. My wolf begged me to rub myself in his bed that was covered in his scent.I managed to refrain.The bathroom was massive. A two head shower, which I had no idea what he needed it for considering I doubt he showered with anyone. A large in floor tub, a sink and a toilet. All with working water I assumed I was surprised when he left me in the bathroom, telling me the towels were in the cabinet along with spare toiletries. I had half expected him to sit and watch.His room was in a completely separate wing on the whole house, leading me to contemplate the possibility of my escape. I hadn't seen any guards walking around and I couldn't hear him on the other side of the door.But the opportunity of having a proper shower, my first one if four years. It was too much to give up. I reached under the cabinet grabbing a clean to

"Shift." I was pulled from my blatant ogling, with the one word, he raised his eyebrows at me, expecting me to follow his command and let my fur become skin. Was he kidding? Even if I was a man I would not want this stranger to see me naked. But I wasn't a man, and that changed everything. I considered my options in this situation. 1. Run back through the house, through the entire town and eventually in the forest till I am finally outside of his territory. All without being caught. Quite unlikely. 2. Kill the asshole and wait for the rest of his pack to then kill me. 3. Don't shift and face the consequences. 4. Shift. I decided to go with option number three. I raised my eyebrows back at him in defiance. Giving him the biggest "go fuck yourself" look I could muster with my wolf's face. His light blue eyes morphed with gold colouring, while he released a growl. His wolf was rising to the surface, o

The Alpha seemed to be somewhat taken aback when my wolf raised her head and casually strolled past him in the direction he had indicated. I made sure to keep my tail low, while I knew my wolf's fur was fluffy and concealed my figure quite well, I had to be certain to hide what was between my legs. They would notice if I was missing certain appendage after all. Moving in the direction he had indicated I kept my eyes peeled and nose sniffing. Taking in as much detail as possible to ensure I would be able to make my way back once I had managed to escape. My backpack was sill hanging around under the tree base somewhere close by. I would need it to get back on the road again. The group tracked through the thick forest for a while, before what looked like a town started to appear in front of us. The small town was still relatively large for the times we were in. Probably the biggest organisation in the country, with hundreds of buildings all in the

My body immediately became more alert, the chance of a possible meal had my wolf perking up in excitement too. Dropping my bag underneath a nearby shrub I lowered my snout to the ground, taking g in a deep inhale. The scent of a rabbit becoming more clear as I continued sniffing along the cold forest floor. Sorting between the varying forest scents of dead tree debris and other forest animals I stalked toward the smell of my rabbit. My ears perked up, ready and listening for the slightest noise. That's what made rabbits easy prey; they make so much noise it's almost hard to miss. After a few minutes of quite stalking I hear it; rustling. I lowered my head, crouching my body even lower as I continued to move forward. Almost sliding along my belly as I stalked silently through the bushes. The thick leaves slowly began to think out as I neared a small cleaning. And in the very middle sat my target. My rabbit. It's little brown shape too occ

I trudged through the thick forest. The heavy rain abusing me every second. Pelting down onto my moving body and announcing it's presence by soaking me to the bone. My clothes felt heavy from the amount of water that saturated them and the cold wind whipped at my form. I pulled my jacket closer to my body, wrapping around my arms around my waist in a futile attempt to conserve some form of warmth. My wolf remained curled up in the corner mind, also agitated by the cold. My boots squished with every step, my feet emerged in the small puddles that had formed inside them. The freezing temperatures of the water caused my toes to curl. In an attempt to shield my eyes from the pelting rain I raised my hand in front of my face. My eyes darted across my dark blurry surroundings, trying to find any form of shelter; a caveor even a hollowed tree trunk would work. It was nearly impossible to see through the heavy rain. Which also seemed to be blocking out any scents. At least t