Novels by Naoise

Francis’s eyebrows creased as he busied himself working with his laptop. After the night of terror, he had been working non-stop to submit reports and worse, CHAOS I was activated. It was a legendary device that caused a great deal of controversy six years ago. Its logarithm was challenging to understand as it was one of the inventions of the great Alexandrei, and these inventions couldn’t be solved in one snap. Usually, it would take an absolute genius and someone hard working to crack his logarithm. As he immersed himself in work, the door of Sol’s room creaked open, and Ethan came in, “Francis, Hiram is here to check on the young master.” He nodded but didn’t listen to Ethan until a grou

Solomon looked at the unconscious woman on the bed, and the next thing he saw on the screen was Salazar sitting on the bed and caressing her sleeping face. His blood pressure rose, and he was enraged upon seeing Sabrina lying unconsciously and unguarded. The worst thing was blood-thirsty demons surrounded her, he tried to control his temper, but no one could hold him when he saw Salazar appear on the video. Salazar slowly walked towards the bed of roses where Sabrina was lying, and he gave a sly smirk to the camera as if he was taunting Sol. Compelling enough, Sol’s aura changed from a helpless raging beast to someone who was definitely ready to kill anyone on his way. He looked at the screen like a beast that was ready to pounce on his victim, and without any warning from him, Sol quickly grabbed the stool and threw it on the screen. “Bastard!!!” His anger soothed and was felt across the locker room, giving people a unique deadly sensation. Anyone who passed through his lock

Morning, Sabrina rolled over the huge bed missing someone’s scent badly. She desperately clung to the pillow Sol used a week ago, and it had been a week that she hadn’t asked the hotel to clean up her bed.Remembering his touch was like a double-edged sword to her, the feeling of missing someone crazy, yet you didn’t have the guts to dial his phone number because of your hate. She looked blankly unto her window pane, lost in thoughts as she gazed blankly at the sunny sky.Sabrina could hear Coach Jenkins's heavy footsteps drawing near her door, but she chose to ignore it and decided not to continue ignoring him until he would give up bothering her.“Hey, Sab, I know you’re up. Our flight is at 3 PM, whether you leave Rayfield n

“Boss, should we proceed to operation K1?”Salazar looked at the mirror and viciously smiled, “Do you know how to defeat deception?”His secretary looked at his evil smirk as he gulped the bourbon in one gulp. And for a while, he twirled his finger on the glass lid before he looked up and gave his instructions.“Find me the best makeup artist in town and someone who does styling.”“On it, sir.” He bowed and left the room."To counter deception is to use deception itself." He uttered as he gulped down his drink.Salazar’s plan was sim

Sol pinched his nose bridge and massaged his temples. He took a few breaths and finally asked Francis; "What did you find out?" "Young master, there's something wrong with master's death," Sol looked through the darkness outside as he half-listened to Francis as he briefed him on the situation and asked. "Do you want to reopen the investigation?" "No, I'll have someone look into it. Let's focus on the Wulfric. This stupid move had cost me so much already. Did we have any information for them?" "Our spy has infiltrated Salazar's ground. She'll send me a report every week."

“So you are the mafia prince?”Sabrina was asking him with her voice about to break. Sol personally knew that she hated the mafia more than anything in this world. Yet, he chose to keep this a secret. Sol understood her hate for the mafias. After all, it caused her to lose her only family.And now, seeing Sol react to Leon’s death stabbed her heart violently;“I’m sorry, I have to go,”Sol went close to her and wanted to give her a kiss on her forehead, but Sabrina was quick to step away from him and asked;“Go where?”“Sab, lo