Novels by Titi_Love

The Wayne mansion, a place that held both joyous memories and now, an unbearable weight of grief, was finally behind her. Megan, Cindy, and Athena, a small family forged in a time of loss and sisterly support, stood on the threshold of their new beginning. Logan, a constant source of support, had orchestrated their move, ensuring every detail was handled with care not wanting the girls to worry about shifting houses. He’d even personally driven them to the quiet suburban area, a world away from the prying eyes and whispered condolences of Megan's past life, a cushion against the pain of loss.The house, a charming three-bedroomed bungalow with a sprawling garden, was perfect. It was nestled in a peaceful cul-de-sac, far from the noise and bustle of the city, a sanctuary where Megan could hopefully begin to heal. Logan had taken extra precautions, not just enhancing the area's security but also discreetly placing some of his own trusted men as residents in the neighbourhood, th

"Honey, why are you back so early?" She asked as she stepped forward to take his coat.Rich's unexpected arrival hung in the air, a silent judgment on the tableau before him.Liana, rushed towards him, arms outstretched. Rich, however, bypassed her embrace, his gaze fixed on Liana with an intensity that made her falter. He pulled up a chair and sat down."Liana, I need to ask you something."Immediately she tensed, sensing what he was about to ask."Honey, let's t...talk in the living room and leave the girls to enjoy their tea." She stammered, as she held his arm and led him outside, back to the house."Liana," he began, his voice low and anxious, "I want you to answer me truthfully. Was that you on the recording?" He didn't want to believe that his beloved could do something like this but ever since she fought with Megan in the parking lot, he seemed to be picking out odd things about her character.Liana's cracked as her breath hitched, and the colour drained from her face, lea

Megan and Cindy were having their afternoon tea by the pool. They dismissed the maid that was serving them tea as Megan never liked being waited upon cause she always felt that it was demeaning to the maid to stand by their side as they ate.They had spent the better part of the morning house-hunting. Cindy had been urging Megan to move in with her which was a tangible way for Cindy to show her love and support, offering Megan a chance to create a new space where she could begin to heal. It was not about forgetting Benny, but about finding a place where the pain might be a little less sharp, where Megan could rebuild her life piece by piece.The house was turning into a live tomb for Megan and she could hear the echoes of Benny's laugh in the silence and could even sense his hug.Many at times, she would wake up screaming Benny's name while desperately searching for him in the dark. She knew she was going insane due to the loss, and if she wasn't careful, it would be full-blown, lead

"Mummy", Benny called out as he giggled.Megan smiled and opened her arms wide, bracing herself for the hug.Benny would always run into her with the assurance that his mother would pick him up in a twirl going round and round until they both got dizzy.Mother and child hugged and laughed as they rolled in the grass."I love you Mummy", Benny said as he looked into his mother's eyes without smiling.Alarmed, Megan sat on the grass and held her son."I love you too, Benny, but why the serious face?" Benny would either be giggling or hugging his mother's neck and smiling when telling his mother that he loved her, but right now, he had an odd expression that was very unlike him.He got up from his mother's lap and gave her a serious look, then ran a few feet away."Mummy, catch me if you can," he said then took off, laughing.Megan ran after him and caught up with him, lifting him in the air."Mummy, I'm sorry I can't be with you anymore". Tears were streaming down his face as he held b

It was the day of the trial.The courtroom buzzed with a nervous energy, a stark contrast to the quiet solemnity of Benny's funeral. Megan sat stiffly, her gaze fixed on the empty space beside her, a phantom presence of her son lingering there. The weight of grief had settled into a dull ache, a constant reminder of the void left by Benny's absence. Her face was pale, her eyes hollow, reflecting the sleepless nights and the constant replay of seeing her Benny in a casket.Cindy sat beside her, offering silent support, her hand resting lightly on Megan's arm. She had never left Megan's side because the doctor said that Megan needed round-the-clock monitoring so she wouldn't fall into depression.Athena, ever observant, watched the proceedings while flanking Megan's other side, now her personal bodyguard; a decision she made on her own. Ever since she went to MountainView for vacation, she had been thinking of a career change because her heart couldn't handle the body count, espec

It was a bright and sunny day; cloudless, the kind of day Benny would enjoy in the park while eating ice cream and telling his mother endless stories about his day at school while listening to the birds chirping away. He would then run to the swings or throw around his ball, his little feet struggling to keep the ball steady as he kicked it. Because he was very sociable, he would make friends easily, always having children around him. He had always been a burbly child, full of life and loved by his teachers and classmates. He was also the most obedient child and over-intelligent for his age, grasping knowledge at an alarming rate. Megan was never worried about him when in the park as Benny was very well trained and wouldn't engage in conversation with adult strangers. In case of any sign of danger, he would quickly rush to his mother. He had a whole collection of dried flowers in the room that were displayed in a book. He would name them and arrange them according to the seasons c

Frost threw the glass he had in his to the wall smashing it to smithereens. The whole room froze and not a sound was heard."How can she disappear into thin air? What about the lead that Storm had in Nice, what became of it?" He was so angry that there was no controlling him.He was like a raging bull and he felt like he was about to explode. If he didn't get answers soon, he was going to tear down the whole country until he found her.Trying to calm himself down, he left the house and went to the garden. This was the place that Vinca loved the most in the whole estate. She was mesmerized by flowers, especially pink ones.He found himself moving towards the lilies that she had added to the garden collection. He squatted and caressed a petal. He had to find her. He must find her no matter what it takes."Boss, we got a lead" one of his men came running, looking for him.The army assembled and headed to the airport. He didn't believe Storm came through. When he requested to work for him

They had been on the road for five hours now. The goon stuffed at the back of the truck had long passed out. The other two drove silently each in his own thoughts. The scene from earlier aroused emotions that were not there when they first started the job.Now both of them thought of how they could have a go at her after their boss was done. After all, they knew that there was no possibility of the prisoner coming out of this alive.The driver turned on the radio. "News just reaching us is that the truck was last seen at Shan's gas station. The identity of the kidnappers has been confirmed by the gas station attendant. Any leads will be appreciated".They both jolted up in shock. *****Vinca's mother held her chest like she was in so much pain. She couldn't understand the bad luck that kept following her daughter. Just when she thought that all was well and they would meet up again, her daughter got kidnapped. Her heart couldn't take it anymore.Her husband held her hand to soothe h

Tom held a glass of cognac, swirling it in his hands. On his face was a regretful look. Men rarely know how to comfort each other so Mr. V just let him take his time.Taking a drag on his cigarette, he rose to get a refill for himself. It was only 3 pm but they were already on their third refill. Since his friend seemed to have a lot on his mind, he had cleared his afternoon for him."Why did I make a wrong judgment back then? My son is now an influential businessman but he wants nothing to do with me" he said, sorrow carrying his voice."Tom, he is your son and you are the only living relative that he has. Why don't you meet with him and just explain yourself as you did right now?"Tom sighed heavily and rose from his seat. He paced up and down the office length, wishing to turn back the hands of time. He had accused him without listening to his explanation or thinking things through.Going through that fateful morning, he wondered why he was so blinded that he didn't see the loophol

"Show me the security footage of the last two hours" Frost felt like a cyclone was raging inside him. Every minute wasted meant Vinca was in more danger.Scrutinizing the footage, they saw Vinca picking apples. As she walked back, she was accosted by two men in a deserted aisle. One of them placed a handkerchief on her face and she collapsed. The two men then carried her out through the back exit.Leo asked the technician to freeze the goons' faces and print them. He then gave them to security personnel to make more copies. They would be distributed all over town. In the meantime, he contacted all media houses. Taking a laptop, he sent the photos to the media asking for this to be made priority news. The police had arrived by then to take a statement.The sergeant looked at the photos and pointed at one. "This guy is a wanted criminal. He keeps escaping our snares every time. This other one is not on our database. He must be an amateur, just look at how he is panicking."Frost looked

With trembling hands, she tried zipping her slacks only for the man to pounce on her, felling her down. He was already spreading her legs and fighting to remove her slacks when she came out of shock.Screaming, she started scratching his face while he unzipped his trousers. With one swoop, he ripped open her slacks and panties. He tried to position his member while pinning the lady down, forcing her legs apart when he felt a sharp pain on his nape and passed out.Removing his overcoat, the driver helped Vinca up. She was shaking so much, she couldn't stand on her own as her knees had turned to jelly.Just thinking of what might have happened to her, she burst into tears, her heart racing like it would pop out of her mouth. He placed the coat on her shoulders and led her back to the truck.The leader kicked the third man hard on the chest and he flew, hitting a nearby tree. He then went ahead and started pounding on his face. He couldn't believe that this nincompoop had almost cost the

Maria and Vinca were at the market because she was tired of Vinca pestering her. She complained of being cooped up in the house and begged to accompany Maria.As Maria was picking up tomatoes, Vinca wandered off in such of cherries and apples. She wanted to make apple pies and cherry cake for dessert. She needed ripe red apples for the pie, so she went further into the market, where there were fewer people.Before she knew it, someone covered her face with a handkerchief and she passed out. Rough hands quickly bundled her out of the market through the back exit and dumped her into a waiting pickup truck. The back of the truck was covered with a tarpaulin and sped off."We have her boss, what do we do?" a man spoke into the phone."I am sending you the location; just make sure that you don't get caught", came the reply.The three men celebrated in the truck. They envisioned the money they were going to be paid on completion of this mission.The driver, humming to himself, thought of ho