Novels by Esther Gana

Naya's POV I walk into the hospital, still thinking about what Brandon said to me. Fortunately, I can't think long for it, because I have to jump right into work and start to treat my patients. Pat pushes a cart when she sights me stitching someone's hand up. “Hey, Naya,” she comes up to me. “I have been looking for you, where have you been?” “I'm sorry, I have just been too busy.” I smile at her. She leans forward and whispers to me. “Did you hear that the witch is back?” “The witch?” I frown. *Who is a witch around here?” “Matron Vanessa.” She says. “She is like the dictator of this place and she doesn't care who anyone else, we all have to lick her ass.” Nurse Vanessa?! Mary's friend? I was told about her already and I was looking forwards to meeting her. I didn't know that she was a taskmaster to everyone here. Now, I have to be weary of her. “Damn, I didn't know that's she's like that. Do you think that I should be worried?” “Your skills has travelled aroun

Naya's POV Erus is going to come again and I am feeling so nervous. Sometimes, I think I have made a mistake by asking him to come see Jordan, but maybe it's not a mistake. He would have found out anyway, it's just a matter of time, and would have forgiven me if he knew that I hid her from him for so long? I mean, he is angry now, but it would have been worse. I am making pancakes for Jordan. Before I have to take her to school, she is sipping her hot cocoa drink, and seems to have so many thoughts in her young wandering mind. “That man is my father?” She looks up at me. “Yes, sweetie, that's your father.” I smile. “Aren't you happy to finally meet him?” “Why hasn't he been living with us?” She blurts out. “All my friends' fathers live in the same house with them.” I heave and flip the pancakes. Where do I start from, my sweet Jordan? “Your dad has just been busy, that's why. But hey, he is here now and that's all that matters.” I take the pancakes and put them in front of

Erus' POV Suddenly, I am no longer too tired to get anything done. I get into the car and Brandon drives me away without security. He takes me to one of our abandoned bunkers, which is located in the outskirts of the city, and I meet two vans outside. My men are still inside there, I know it would take a lot of manpower to capture the rogue and keep him contained. “Brandon, you will remain in the car.” I instruct him as I unlock the door. “No, sir, I want to go with you. Maybe you might need me, I don't know.” Brandon insists. I turn to look at him. “Brandon, a rogue is very dangerous to werewolves, do you think you can survive them as a mere human?” Brandon runs his hands over the steering wheel. “Please, sir, don't make me stay in the car. I have my silver knife and I have been going to the gym for months now. I can take care of myself.” I sigh. If he insists, who am I to stop him from dying? We both walk into the bunker and we are met with darkness. Darkness so dense that

Erus' POV Naya was scared to her bones when I walked out of the house. I know that she is terrified because of how I speak to her, but I have to let her know that I am going to give it to her easily. Even though she raised my daughter all by herself for seven years, that doesn't justify the fact that she took my daughter from me for those years. I lived for seven years, mourning a daughter I never knew and a wife I barely got to love. Yes my mother and I gave her a hard time, but she stole seven years from my daughter's life. She should know that I will have my eyes on her from now on. If she makes any move to leave the city with my child, then she will force my hand to punish her for running in the first place. I will become a good father to Jordan, but I don't know what I am going to do with Naya. She is so… complicated. But it's hard to pretend. It's hard to pretend that she is not my mate anymore, it's hard to pretend that I have slept with a ton of women in seven years and

Naya's POV “What? I tried to kill her?” My jaw tightens. How dare him try to say that about me?! He thinks he has the moral high ground?! He doesn't answer me, he stands up and starts to head up the stairs, even though he doesn't know anywhere else in the house. “Her bedroom?” He requests. I open the door of her bedroom and he slowly lowers her to the bed and kisses her forehead. Thankfully, she doesn't wake up. He steps out and locks the door after him. “You think I tried it kill Jordan?” I ask him with spite. “Do you know that she is the only reason that life is worth living for me? I lost everything!” “I know you tried to kill yourself and Jordan the night you gave birth to her. I don't know why you would do something stupid like that, but I'm glad that Jordan is alive.” Painful tears fills my eyes. He has never changed and even though I never let my guard down around him, his painful words still hurts me. “Damn, Erus, you are still the same after all these years.” I chuc

Erus' POV Seeing her cry is synonymous to having a dagger brutally slammed into my chest over and over again. She quickly wipes her tears away as inhales to calm herself. “Promise me. Promise me that you won't hurt that girl like you did me.” “I swear it.” I promise her. “I'll be the best person she has ever met.” She unlocks the door and gets into the house. I expect the little angel to run down the stairs and welcome her mother, but the house is so quiet. “Um, you can sit.” She points to the chairs. I lower myself and sit down. This used to be her mother's house. Yes, I have come here a few times, but I have ever been inside. I didn't know that her mother died and I felt sorry. I wanted to help Eva Woods, but she still held a grudge about what my family and I did to her daughter, and she refused any help from me. I respected her decision and stayed away from her. It was not easy as I wanted to make things right with her, but I was respectful enough not to add to her pain…N

EpilogueMalik is tired, he has hardly slept for more than two hours in the past three days. The reason is that he is putting together the last of his affairs. After all, he is moving to Italy. He has done a lot in the past days which includes making peace with his father's enemies, Tide and Devan gold. It wasn't easy making peace with them, but he did. He paid for their damages and informed them that Jacksons' company is now under new management. He also proposed business deals to them and from what he saw, he will run the company more successfully. He is also discussing a change of name for the company, he wants it to bear his mother's name because she deserves it. He can't forget his brother too. Even though his brother has been the biggest asshole, he was still his brother and for that, he has made a huge donation to a rehabilitation program, Edna did the same. As for his father, he is still mourning the "loss" of his business, but he is not going to suffer. He still has a

Malik has never felt more nervous in his life. He was bold when he told Edna that he wanted to talk with her parents. He was bold when she told him that they are ready to meet with him. He was bold when he drove to the restaurant one fine evening from his hotel room, but the moment he saw her intimidating father, he lost all his courage and his heart fell to the pit of his stomach like a deflated balloon. Her mother didn't see him, she is reading through the menu and talks to her husband, who has locked eyes with Malik. He still feels the impact of the man's punch from the night before. He smooths his hair back, adjusts his jacket, and walks into the restaurant. It's not full, that's because this isn't New York. "Hello. " He says to both of them but he doesn't take his seat. Edna's mother frowns and drops the menu back on the table. Her father only nods at him, that's it. He feels pain so heavy in the back of his throat, but he composes himself. He can't believe that they hav

Both Edna and Malik knew that this was coming after all Malik was just spitting all the unknown facts at him. Edna feels a rumbling in her stomach and she feels like it's just her baby getting scared too. Malik drops the papers in his hand and for the first time, he smiles. He smiles at his father's misery and he even laughs at it. "Well, Dad, you have always thought we were fucking, turns out we were. " He grins like he is fucking proud of himself. "What?!" "I'm responsible, Dad. " Malik breaks it down. " At least it's still your grandchild. "Mister Jackson jumps up to his feet as if his chair just caught flames and he points a finger at Edna. The flames in his eyes are so hot that she is scared she is going to get scaled. "You!!" He screams. " I have always known that you are a good-for-nothing piece of shit, I should have killed you when I had the chance. "Even with all his angry bursts, he doesn't go close to Edna and Malik just leaves him alone to go rant. " I took you

Edna feels like she has just melted into her chair, all numb from her head to the heels of her toes. "What?!" Her voice is so small that it doesn't sound like hers at all. Malik doesn't give her any answer, he is having a staring contest with his father. The tension is tight in the air, they won't say a word to each other. Malik looks calmer but his father looks like he is a bomb that is going to go off any time soon. Edna swallows down an imaginary lump in her throat but she still doesn't feel better, it's suffocating. " Malik. " She turns to him. " I don't understand what you are saying. "He turns to her and gives her hand a little squeeze. " Don't worry, it's all going to be cleared in a few minutes. "She nods and keeps calm, she believes him. He turns to his father and that glare returns back to its place. He leans back against his chair, but not his father. " We are listening, Dad. " He shrugs. " Why did you do it? Why did you kill your favorite son?"" Malik, boy. " Hi

True to Malik's word, a call comes in from the front desk that someone is waiting for her at the reception. It's a good thing that she has put on her clothes and gotten prepared for the person who would be picking her up. She locks up her room and walks to the elevator. As the elevator lowers to the ground, she wonders what Malik is up to. She gets out of the elevator and walks into the reception. There are a lot of people there, but when she sees Rollins, she knows that it's him. Maybe because he is putting on such a fine suit or because she has seen him a few times with Malik, he is one of the few people that work directly for Malik and not his father. He smiles and walks up to her and bows to her respectfully. " Good morning. " He greets. " Good morning." She answers with a very bright smile. " This way, ma'am. " He leads her out of the hotel and towards the parking lot. She sights the white SUV even before they get close to it. He walks ahead of her and opens the door for

Edna's face turns white as Anna's confession is not something that she saw coming. Anna too never wanted the marriage? She didn't want to get married to Malik? That's wild. Anna laughs when she sees how surprised Edna is and she walks to the edge of the bed and sits on it. She crosses her legs over each other and pulls a pillow close to her. She glances at Edna and she understands that she wants to sit beside her. She does too and now they are so close that they can feel each other's body heat. " But did you really believe that those tears were real?" Anna laughs. "Yeah, I have been so worried about you. " Edna says. " I have always wanted to call you but if I left you would still be mad at all of us. ""Nah. " She waves off. " It's kind of a huge relief for me too, so it's all good. "Edna is so confused right now. "But you were so excited about getting married. " Edna can't let this go so easily. "No, I pretended to be so happy because I wanted to make my parents happy. " S