Novels by itz.princezz

Bianca woke up with a headache in the morning. Her head was resting on Raphael's bare shoulder. She lifted her head and her eyes fell on his exposed chest and stomach before letting it fall back on his face again. Gosh, this man is so beautiful.And as though he could hear her thoughts, Raphael's eyes fluttered open. He took a second to register his surroundings and when his eyes fell on the naked Bianca, his brows creased in utter disgust. He immediately stood upright, hardly pushing the girl off his shoulders, as though she was a disease, an annihilatory plague."oh please, you're not going to treat me this way again, will you?" Bianca asked, annoyed."Get out!" Raphael did not even spare her a glance when he ordered her."Why? Wasn't last night enough taste for you" she asked him seductively, fluttering her long, fake eyelashes while tracing her fingertips on her small pink lips."I said get out!" he repeated again, growing impatient now."Why should I go? This is my house" She ret

The man who moves a mountain begins by carrying away small stones..Unknown**********************************************Irene, not able to withhold herself anymore, dubiously dragged Micheal out from the presence of her father, who in return stared at them with suspicion. 'I hope it's not what I'm thinking, he better not be..' Irene kept thinking all the way to their backyard while Micheal was smiling, enjoying the feel of her tiny hands wrapped around his huge ones. He wondered if that was the feeling just her wrist was producing, then what of her breasts.Irene stopped, pulled him hard enough to lose his balance, pinned her hands on both sides of her waist, and..."You better start explaining yourself. Why are you in that uniform? Why are you dressed like the gangsters? Why do you look so awful? In Fact you look.... Do you know what, just start explaining yourself. You have five minutes!" Irene demanded, perplexed.Micheal kept mute. He didn't know where to start, so he just

He regretted talking to her like that. He regretted not asking for her well-being all this while he had been asleep. He regretted not being able to understand that her heart might have been in pain. But it was too late now. He had already done the damage.He should have understood that she had exerted a great deal of effort just to be strong for the child and herself. The child, his child. Yes! It's his child. He could perfectly commemorate the most beautiful moment in his life which occurred a few hours ago, when he held the baby in his fragile arms.He was in panic when his hands shook the moment the baby landed. Since he was still weak, fear electrified his body and immediately his conscience told him to be careful before he did anything stupid. That was until the baby opened his tiny mouth and sighed sleepily in his arms.As he watched the baby, a sudden overprotectiveness swept over him. He suddenly made a promise to himself to protect him at all cost, whether in good or bad. Bef

She asked as she looked at him up and down, not knowing what to say because that wasn't just any outfit she noticed, but the attackers had the same attire on.The only reason keeping her mouth shut was because of the presence of her father. She knew that the moment she blurted out whatever was running through her head, he would react within a second which would cause trouble for Micheal. So she would keep to herself her thoughts and question him later, when they are assured of their safety.The three carefully run through the back door and out of the house. No sooner had they left the house than someone came in, looking for blood to shed.""Jessica entered her room with a sulky expression and divided onto her bed. Her body felt frail because of all the episodes which had unfolded themselves. 'Did it have to be like this' she said to herself 'Why does it hurt so much' , She shut her eyes tight, trying as best as she can to fall into a deep slumber but it seems sleep was miles and mi

Irene stopped dead in her tracks with her father trailing behind when she noticed that the sound of the gunshot was not just in her neighbourhood, but was close enough for the proprietor to be right at her doorstep.The rate of her heartbeat increased ten fold and panic struck her together with trepidation. Immediately without needing anyone one to tell her, she searched her eyes around the room looking for another passage way to escape from the hall in order to not fall into the hands of a cutthroat.Liam, who was a bit conscious, now pulled her with him into the closest room, which ended up being the storage room of their little abode. It had an old rusted door knob which had never been changed ever since the house was built forty years ago before he bought and moved in with his wife many years later to begin a journey of a beautiful family.The door also had a hole like the size of a tennis ball which he had plastered with the solution tape, but it seems that was useless as the tap

"One of the greatest slavery in life, is to allow your mind to control you…". The words echoed in her head, never drifting away.It hurts, it hurts a lot to have him speaking to her that way, but deep down she had the feeling she deserves it. She deserves it all as what he was saying to her now is just a penny of what she had said months before. Nothing would have hurt more to call someone a curse, saying he wreckens whatever he touches."Luck is a dividend of sweat. The more you sweat, the luckier you get. I sweat to make my life better. To make my future generations happy and be proud of who their ancestor was whenever my name is mentioned. That luck fell on you when you conceived my child, when that seed began to grow in you"."I pushed away all those thoughts and insults that were reigned on me to be happy with you. Because I believe life is too short to stress yourself with people who don't even deserve to be an issue in your life". He paused and breathed in a bit, and tried to s