Novels by Ronald James

A message from the author to my readers: Thank you. I was trying to figure my life when I was writing this story--with only one thing in my mind: Escaping from reality. This book holds a special place in my heart because I was not at the top of my game while patcing sentence after sentence, imaginging sequences and mending a broken heart. This had been my escape. My characters are all a part of me. Each were given a piece of me , so I can feel less burdened. i might not have written this perfectly or top notch, but I am sure that this is the best that I can offer while trying not to break down into pieces.I am a mother of two and I am messed up right now but the growing numbers of subscribers and readers gives me the push that I needed to type away, to put my thoughts into words. To hone the talent that I have (although I admit that I am a mediocre) and to pay it forward to the writers who have influenced me to write and to the friends who kept me going whenever I feel backing d

Helena’s POVAll my life I thought that I was destined to live and die by myself. My mother does not love me or so I thought , but it turns out that she loved me the way that she knew how. I could have not found this if not for Zachary Oliver who turned my boring, sin-eater life into a full three hundred and sixty throttle mode.And yet, here I am.Happily married to the man that my brother, Maddox had bitten. So, he was not a mystery. He was under the influence of the Goddess Persephone, who was in return--under the manipulation of my husband’s very own grandfather. We both have dysfunctional families but we both share the same goals--to maintain our happy family.I have kids that always remind me to keep my feet on the ground and to always love one another. I have completely abandoned my life as a high end Bulgarian high end bachelorette for a life of simplicity and endless laundry and and I believe that I am already qualified to compete in the national rapping competition.I rap

They say that a family is the basic unit of a community. For Zac, family is everything. He could not ask for anything more. Having two set of parents and a lovely wife, with three beautiful kids who do not let them live in peace and keeps them up on their toes all day is what a family really is.Their house is a mess all the time and he and Helena cannot have enough time for themselves unless they visit Bulgaria, where every house staff was eager to take care of the three kids and the entire estate is their playground.Zac was staring at the sky, sipping his third cup of coffee, because is essential when you are a parent. Helena left her work and takes good care of the children full time, she has her hands full with three kids to feed and a husband to reprimand on spoiling the children. Zac still works with the firm and he is now senior partner. George is still working there and he is the other senior partner. Helena bought the firm in secret.They really do not need to work because he

The kitchen in that modern bungalow house down in Maine was a mess. Three children ages four, three and two were busy making breakfast for themselves.Not your ordinary, edible breakfast. They took everything out from the fridge and poured flour all over their stash.The kid's names were---"Solandra, Maddox and Hades! Oh my.. What the fudge!" she was not allowed to cuss, most especially in front of her children. It had been five years, three kids and a consistently dirty kitchen later, Helena is now a mother.Yep, she named their children after the people they lost to remind them each passing day that there is nothing that love cannot conquer. She and Zachary, the new hero of Mount Olympus hitched up and settled down. They were no longer sin eaters. After Zac saved the world, he asked for one thing and that was to be human. They got what they wanted and the grand parents from Olympus gets to visit the kids as often as they want as long as they promise not to spoil the kids. Their ch

“Oh my God! I found my gift!” “Yes, you did.” Zac was so happy for Helena, he truly was. For so long , all she wanted was to discover her gift because it had been one of her greatest frustrations and now that she had found hers. She was always envious of Maddox who got his gift early and the rest of the sin-eaters who did not had a hard time finding what they were endowed.he only wish that they were another gift, Damn, she had two. “Are you having second thoughts now in marrying me?” Helena knew how his mind works now, nbut she was wrong in thinking abut the second thoughts. “What? No. Just because your gifts are extra deadly combination for a soon to be husband---you think I am gonna be scared? Well, let me tell you one thing, Miss Mountbatten and you have to listen very carefully---I am not scared of you or you powers, I have my own powers too.” Zac was now a full pledged Elven Mage and a demi God, he has a range of powers that none of the other Gods had and his parents could ne

The cave that leads to the endless tunnel and cave where Cronos’ body and containment box was locked and double locked. Freya, made sure of that, she used all the ancient runes that she knew of and exhausted every containment magic she had to ensure that the door will never be found.Zachary was wounded and because a God had given her these wounds, it did not heal right away.his mother gave him some healing leaves to alleviate the pain because they won’t go off right now. They will be like mortal wounds. The whole nine yards. He was just glad that Helena stood by him through all these fights and battles and there is just one thing that he would want to hear from her right now.“Some day, huh?” he voiced out for everyone to hear.“Yeah, some day.” Zeus answered. He and Freya were now huddled up against each other. “Sooo, you two are like okay now?”As an answer to that, Zeus gave Freya a quick kiss on the lips which soon developed into a passionate kiss. Zachary covered Helena’s eyes

Funny how I look back and look at myself in the mirror now. I did not want to go here. I even considered leaving my mom in the car that day. I am just glad that I did not do that. Because if I did, I have never known how much my parents loved me that they had to do selfless acts of love to keep me.Now, my standard with love is high. If you can’t be loyal to me like my mother or if you cannot lay down your life for the people you hold close to your heart--that is not love. Nit even fucking close.My father was now back in our life. He was no longer disheveled and he had gained weight because my grandmother never stopped cooking for him. Every day, Betty Shepard never fails to get up in the morning to bake or hunt for game so Clayton will get better. I honestly think that we all gained weight too. No one can resist my grandmother’s cooking. It will take sheer will power and on hell of determination to do so. He looks way,way better now. He looks like the man in the portrait in the vill

Max’s POVI had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy. After consuming it, I instantly felt better and my bruises and small scrapes vanished almost instantly. It did not taste good, but most medicines do not. And that us a fact. My mother left me with her care because she had to make sure that I will be given a lot of nourishment for dinner tonight. I am well aware that the kitchen will be very busy tonight with the turn up of guests and the number of men in the infirmary. They will all be needing nourishing as much as I do. Knowingmy mother, she will personally see to it that I will be served first. Teresa , unfortunately, how magnificent her battle strategy and

The heavy iron door creaked open. I did not expect any visitors today. It was my half brother together with Vlad, the leader of the Rogues. To what I owe the pleasure of an unprecedented visit, I did nit fully understand. And just when I thought that my little hell could not fit any more evil creature, a tiny woman slithered in. I do not recognize her, but seeing that she was clinging into Vlad’s arm like a viper, my instincts tell me that she was with them, not forced or coerced. The child was no more older than my Max. This girl should not even be here. “This place stinks, oh, is this who I think he is?” The girl sounded giddy and very young. “Yes, Hesther.The famed Constantine Clayton Black.” Vlad confirmed. So, her name is Hester. This was the first time that Vlad allowed my cell to be opened and for other ‘guests’ inside. He would normally have me dragged outside whenever he fancies beating me up. But , over the years , they also had developed a way with me. They would starv

I hear a woman's voice. I know that voice. “Max.”"Max." I woke up. Somehow, I do not remember signing up for a nature trip. Everything that I see was either green or colorful. Or colorful flowers that I have never seen. I even saw some that were impossibe to grow in a climate like Alabama. This is a wonderful garden. I do not recall the villa to have this garden. If it had a garden as beuatuful as this one, I am sure that Elsa could have at least mentioned its existence to me. It had beautiful gardens and landscapes but it was nothing compared to this. All that is missing is good book and a hammock. Ah. My flesh seemed so light and free. Damn, I was wearing a tunic. It was soft, flowing and it smelled really great. Hang on, I just remembered that I was in a battle and I made Hera work with me. My stomach felt like I had lead in it and my throat was parched.“Am I ---”“Dead?”Pinch me, I just saw Hera. I know it was her even if I did not, even once saw her in her human form. She

Through a number of arms and legs that try to attack me, I could still see Zayn behind me. He was an excellent fighter having been training since he ad first learned to walk, but he was not a hybrid like me. My stamina is worth a hundred fold than any of these men who were attacking me. I tried to block some and pushed many. As much as possible, I did not want to hurt them as they were just obeying orders from the alpha’s and were clearly motivated by the price on my head.“Zayn?! You good?” I screamed at him while giving a massive bloke an uppercut to stop him from trying to hug me from behind.“Yeah! You?” I saw his bruises and cuts. And one attacker had transformed into a wolf and cut his arm with his claws. That was the fucking it for me. I transformed into my wolf and attacked everyone near Zayn. He was bleeding profusely. I howled and asked them to stop, but they kept going. They leave me with no choice. I am not going to let them lay another finger or paw on my mate.“Hera.

Zayn’s POV“I wanted everything that you have. Everything.”These were my youngest sister’s words and it kept on circling and reverberating on my head long after they were gone. My sister grew up to a wonderful family where she was adored, loved and given all the comforts of life. She almost always gets what he want. My father did not have the heart to stop her whenever she demanded anything from him. Had our mother be still alive, maybe she won’t end up like this. Mothers dicipline better and those with mothers like Max grow up to be better persons. I miss my mother. “She said she wanted everything.” I know that Max was behind me. Since we have accepted each other to be mates, I can feel her presence even from afar. “This is hard for you. I do not really like your sister, but she is still your sister. We will get her back, okay? I think she is not in this on her own accord. It is not too late.”"Yeah." I agreed. " She is not a fan of yours either. I guess she really wanted the spot

Alice’s POV:I don’t know how to respond; but I know I’m happy. I also know he did the right thing. Olivia will never suspect we’re lovers and I can be around them. Watching over my property will be easier than when I’m at a distance lurking like a shadow. However, I will not show Brandon that I loved the idea.“T-that’s awesome.” I managed to say. “I’ll take a cab. Thank you.” Not waiting for a response, I unclip my belt and slide out quickly. As expected, Brnadon moves to catch me across the center console, but I’m quicker. Dodging his outstretched grasp and leaving his door open, I move fast along the grassy edging to the road.I’m an expert in heels on all terrain and I want him to be desperate to have me back in the car. I tuck my head down, determined to walk. He catches up to me quickly, easy strides for someone with legs like his. I don’t hear him approach and inhale sharply at the sudden warmth of hands on me as he catches me by the waist from behind and pulls me back to a ha

“What was that?” Brandon frowns at her, anger well hidden beneath that cool and calm exterior in which he excelled.“I had a few drinks…or more, that’s what.” Alice shrugged nonchalantly. “You found me, yay.”“Alice, this sh*t is getting old. What’s the problem?” Brandon tugged her with him by the hand, turning away without waiting for more of a response. His manner is all hostile, even if he seems fine to the untrained eye. He’s mad at her, that’s clear.When they got outside into the night air, Brandon lets Alice go to walk ahead to the car, she almost stumbled clumsily. Catching her heel on an uneven paving stone. He guides her to the car silently, in a controlled manner, his face deadpan. Alice can sense the distance between them. Her nerves are gnawing at her, mood wary, skin tingling with apprehension that something is off and different this time. She knows that lately, they haven’t exactly been getting on.For weeks now, there’s been a coolness between them, but right now, besi

Olivia’s POV:Best friend?A female best friend?I’ve known Brandon for some time now and we’ve talked about an array of things, work-related and personal but this friend never came up. Until now. My gut tells me I have to meet this friend. Of course, I couldn’t and wouldn’t impose that on Brandon. We don’t exactly have a label to begin with, right?I was almost ready to cut off what we have this morning. Now that this special friend showed up, maybe I’d have a better reason to end things with Brandon. It’s always easier to put a blame on someone than explaining why you are scared to trust and allow people inside your carefully crafted wall.I padded through the townhouse in my fluffy slippers. I realized my stomach is grumbling so I decided to make my way to the kitchen and fix something. I have two staffs here who take care of everything for me and Ethan. As I did so, I noticed that the house needed more stuff for the boy and made a mental note to browse the internet for essentials

Brandon glanced down at his phone lighting up in the center console of his car and sighed as Alice’s name flashed on the screen. That air of irritation and anxiety mingled together and pushed solidly to the surface. He was running late as it was, which he hated like crazy, but he knew for a fact that whatever she wanted, he would give in to.Alice just had a way of getting under his skin, even when she was being as infuriating as in the past months, and try as he might, he had no willpower when it came to her. Hitting his dash connected to his phone, her voice rang around the car's interior as soon as he pressed it. He was on his way to a client meeting.He used his car because he knew he had to. Olivia didn’t want people to see him parked whole night and whole day in her townhouse. This was his last meeting for the day. And he looked forward to fulfilling that promise to Olivia tonight.“Brandon…? Are you there?” She was slurring badly, most likely way too drunk.His temper rose inte

Olivia’s POV:This morning, however, in the cold light of day with a headache and fuzzy brain, waking up by his side, all my doubts and fears dive right back in. We didn’t have s*x. I told him I’m not feeling well and he was okay with it----all night was just cuddles. I know I had to indulge myself for the last time.Harvey was right. I shouldn’t forget who he is and what he could do. I have to be smart and keep my heart shielded until I figure it out if this thing between us can work. There is a lot at risk.Though Harvey did not say it directly but I could put two and two together, Brandon Pembroke is still an outsider in my life, an enemy under that pretty face. I haven’t given him cause to show it yet. He is on the charm offensive because I’m something he wants. Of that I am sure. When the novelty wears off, or I give him a reason to be mad, then we shall indeed see who he is. The genuine proof of whether I can trust him will be when I disobey him and make him angrier than hell.

Olivia and Brandon’s private meetings became more frequent over the weeks. He constantly visits her office and that gesture brought gossips among hotel staff. The flowers for her arrived rarer and whenever they do, Brandon makes sure the staff recycles them as décor for the reception desk.There was even a time when Olivia heard some of them talk about her personal life in the pantry and that brought her back to her senses. If the people are talking, that means she’s no longer in control of her precious ‘work-life balance’.It’s five minutes before six in the evening. The nightshift staff had logged in for their shift and those who work in the office have left one hour ago to be with their families. Even her secretary left an hour ago. Olivia is a firm believer of ‘what you can do for today, do not leave for tomorrow’. She had no intentions of working too late that night. Since having Ethan in custody, she tries to be home before his bedtime so she could spend more time with his nephe

Allie’s POV:Ice held my hand and I took it back almost immediately. My mom saw it and I waited for her facial expression to change from not caring to glaring at me. She was very particular when it comes to boys even back then.His last statement made an impact on me. He came inside the trailer and asked me and mom to hurry up. To basically abandon the place I grew up in and I had no idea where he was going to take us or if we are even safe with him. Because, honestly right now, I don’t feel safe with him around. This man popped out of nowhere and made my life topsy turvy.I know for a fact that the last thing I want to happen was to be with him alone because of the strong pull I feel for this man.“More people who want me? But why?”“Candy! Let’s go!” Mom yelled to my used-to-be-neighbor-now-aunt Candy as we scrammed to get the most valuable possessions we have despite Ice’s warning. “Get your fat a** here!”“I am coming!”We were on our way to the luxurious black car. “Pierre, to th

Allie laughed uncontrollably. She can tell that her mother had a drink with the stranger who came to destroy her peaceful life. But surely, her mother is not drunk enough to come up with preposterous ideas that they are wolves.She’s a child of science. Top one in her class and hearing her mother talk of nonsense was stupid. “Mom, did you have a drink?”Barbara blushed, “Yes…”“No wonder you are talking like this.” Allie rose and started to rummage on the small cupboard in search of a pot, “I am making you tea. This does not mean that I am no longer mad at you.”Barbara smiled. Allie had always been compassionate.Her anger is short-lived and now that she’s calmer, she’s beginning to see things clearly. On her mother’s point of view. In order for her to understand what she’s not comprehending at the moment, she had to try and just do that.After all, what is there to lose?“Sit.”“Allie…” Barbara sat on the bed that used to be the bed where she spent most of her days when Allie believe

Ember’s POV:So that’s how it’s going to be now? Do I even have the right to ask questions? To rant? To vent out my feelings from all these? I can’t believe that my whole life is a lie!I heard footsteps from the front. That’s so freaking strange. I’ve been feeling a little bit off for the past few days. From where I was curled into a ball, I saw my mother and a young man who looked relatively familiar. My eyes couldn’t see him very well because he had his back turned from where I was but his smell, oh…it’s so strong and sexy..what the…?“...you made her live here?” His disgusted voice said to my mother.“Hey, this is a pretty decent place. Besides what do you expect?” Mom replied to him in her annoyed voice.“Barbara, that’s a lame excuse.”Wow, they’re on first name basis now. How did my mother came to know this guy with thick British accent and sexy scent when I haven’t seen him anywhere? Or, a theory formed in my head, my mother is not a helpless handicap, right? So, maybe…she’s

Ice’s POVBarbara chugged the bottle of beer like it was water. I have seen a lot of British women drink but this one is hardcore. She was consuming the entire bottle in one go. Even Pierre looked in awe judging by the slightly dropped jaw.I felt him lean in and whisper, “sir, what exactly is going on here? In my opinion, this doesn’t fit in the job description that your father told me about.”I agree with him. First, I was told to baby sit and now I am in a bar that reeked and accompanying a woman who could have been my mother’s age to what---? probably drown her sorrows with the help of the oldest beverage in the book.She frowned at us, I nearly forgot that this woman had just taken down a full grown wolf and left without a scratch or break down a sweat. “I heard you.”Pierre froze. “T-that’s not what I meant.”“Yeah, who are you kids trying to deceive here? I may be as old as your parents but I am mot dumb.” She started to become teary-eyed. “Well, maybe I am. And now my daugh

Ice saw and heard snippets . He even saw how hurt Allie was and how her mother left the trailer that they call a home in a hurry. He was not able to listen to what led to that and he secretly hoped he came earlier. Whatever they were arguing about could be useful for him. Right now, he would take what ever ammunition he could have as leverage for his mission. The image of fighting offspring and a parent reminded him of himself. His father and Ice had a very rocky relationship. They live under one roof but barely see each other and if they see each other, one was either too tired or in no mood for a small talk. Never the perfect combination. “Parents...hmf...and they want their kids to treat them like they owe them everything.And...that is where they live? That is a terrible place to live!”Ice was raised in a comfortable setting and living in a trailer van made him cringe a little. The heiress was made to live there while she had an entire manor at her disposal! He was well hidden b

“What the f*ck is happening here?” Allie exclaimed, her eyes focused on Barbara’s lower extremities that were functioning all too well.“Language, Allie!”“Seriously? You care about my language but not the fact that I am standing here, staring in full surprise at my mother whom I believe was supposed to be handicapped but it turns out it’s a prank?! I don’t think language is the main problem here!”There was a long silence as Barbara refused to meet her daughter’s eyes. Candy, who was standing by the door when Allie barged in was slowly stepping sideways, tip toeing and hoping that Allie won’t notice herself slithering away.“You are not going anywhere.”“A-allie..” Candy smiled awkwardly, “I don’t have anything to do with this, this is between you and your mother.”“Sit down.”“I have something in the oven.” “I don’t care if your trailer burns down!”Allie was not in the mood for jokes. She was betrayed and she deserves to know every bit of truth about her. Not the ones that were al