Novels by Iwaswiththestars

TWO YEARS LATER…The waves on the water splash on the yacht where August was standing right now. Both his hands were holding onto the rail as his gaze fixated on the sunset in front of him. It was beautiful, ethereal, and breathtaking… Just like the woman who was walking toward him.“August,” Daphne called her as she gave her husband a fruit shake. “You’ve been there for an hour already. Would you want to spend this day with fish than me?” she asked, pretending to be pissed as her lips curved into a smile.“No need to be jealous of nature, my dear wife. I just want to appreciate how beautiful the sunset was.”August laughed, pulling Daphne gently closer to him using his other hand. Now, both of them were staring at the sunset with genuine smiles plastered onto their faces. August’s hand was resting on Daphne’s waist, while the latter had her head leaned on her husband’s shoulder.A year ago, both of them got remarried, for real this time. At that moment, both of them couldn’t help bu

COUPLE DAYS later, August was able to heal from the beating he had endured when Raquel took him down. He was now as good as hell, and he could now work tirelessly to catch up with all of the deadlines and meetings he had neglected while he was at rest. Fortunately, the press, with a lot of help from Daphne, didn’t know a thing about what happened to August, or else he would be bombarded by the press in front of the Remington Corporation. However, it would not be for long, as something grand would happen now. August had been waiting for this day—The day when the final showdown begins. This day had come down to this moment, where the tables would turn, and justice would finally be served. This time, August made sure that Francis would not be able to run away from his crimes, nor frame someone up to escape from it. Inside August’s office, all of his allies, Daphne, Sapphire, and Maxine, were inside the room. The air was thick with tension as they were looking at the wall clock from ti

RAQUEL, at that moment, was too stunned to speak. Shivers sent down his spine as the unexpected news lingered in his mind. His shoulder was aching because of the pain, but suddenly, it became numb as the pain struck his heart.“W-What?” Raquel asked, blinking his eyes twice. “Are you… fooling me?”“No… It’s the truth.” Sapphire shook her head, the pain registering through her rounded, brown eyes. “We’re Maxine’s children—Her lost twins.”“But how?” Raquel’s brows furrowed in confusion and annoyance at the same time. “If she is my brother, and you’re my twin, and you knew everything about it… Then why didn’t you approach me?”“Maxine only knew it recently, the same as mine.” Sapphire heaved a sigh and bit her lower lip afterward to contain her emotions.After a few seconds, she spoke again.“August informed me recently by giving the birth certificates Master Charles hid in his cabinet. It turns out that Maxine didn’t want to know us at that time because of the complexity of her job… Sh

AUGUST WAS in a daze when he woke up from his not-so-peaceful slumber. He didn’t wake up naturally, but he woke up when someone poured him cold water placed in a bucket, causing August to jolt in shock… Only to realize that he was tied to the chair.Same situation. Same abandoned room.Shivers sent down his spine because of the uncanny coincidence both of the situations had.‘Fucking shit. This is déjà vu,’ said August at the back of his mind when he realized that this is where everything started—When Charles had his people take him so he could have a one-on-one talk with August about being a pretend heir.However, the only difference between the event before and now, is that the person in front of him looked like he was eager to kill him in an instant, but he was just taking his time to do it.“R-Raquel…” August mumbled, slightly stammering, as his gaze fixated on Raquel.“How’s your sleep, August?” Raquel threw the silver bucket on the floor in force while wearing his most sardonic

[RICHARD WELLINGTON]August blinked his eyes twice, trying to confirm if what he was reading on the paper was true, or if his eyes were just playing with him. However, a few seconds had passed, and he still read the same name.“H-How…” August was at a loss for words. It wasn’t something that he expected. He almost thought that it was Francis, but turns out that the lead scientist is Richard, the Wellington family’s original heir.“Are there—”“Greetings, Sir August.”August was about to ask the lead engineer if he found more documents other than the white folder he was holding now, but his words went midway as three cleaners who were wearing personal protective equipment suddenly bowed in front of him.“One of your employees called us to clean this room,” one of the cleaners said as she glanced at the mess August made earlier.“A-Ah. Right.”August only nodded at them, not knowing what to say. His mind was so shocked that he didn’t even notice his employees leaving him alone in the ro

TWO WEEKS LATER, the event about Bruce being confined to the Remington Mental Hospital scattered around the country. According to the doctors, Bruce was diagnosed with Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, and he would need long-term medication and treatment to heal.While some people sympathized with Bruce for it, some people say that it was karma because of what he had done to August.However, August didn’t care what those people think about now. He had work—A bunch of them—And it was never-ending.It was already one o’clock in the morning as August had finished meeting with the different departments, and reviewing business proposals. He wasn’t eating his lunch yet but he was determined to finish everything first. August wanted to have free time so he could take care of his other business that he neglected because the work became surprisingly overwhelming.“Maxine…” August called, causing Maxine, who was sitting on the couch, to look at him. “Do I still have any urgent matters

Upon leaving the restaurant, Trisha went to an ally and called Carolina’s number with a smile.“Mom!” Trisha said as Carolina answered the call. “I have good news!”“You brat, can’t you lower your tone?” Carolina said, slightly pulling the phone from her ear. “Anyway, what is it? Why do you sound so happy?”“I got Dad’s necklace!” she said, giggling. “I never thought Oliver would dare steal something like this, but it’s not important now.”“Wait… What?” Carolina blinked in surprise.She stopped what she was doing—cleaning her nails while watching a soap opera on the television—and focused her entire attention on Trisha.“Oliver stole a necklace? And your father’s necklace, to top it all?” Carolina asked in disbelief.“Yes, Mom. I don’t know how he did that, though,” Trisha sneered. “But Mom, can you believe it? This necklace could withdraw money from Dad's savings account.”Trisha smiled, feeling the necklace in her hand.On the other hand, Carolina was shocked by the revelations. “Wh

“POOR GIRL! After all her family did for him, this is what she’ll receive?”“Right! Like, how shameless can he be, walking around with stolen jewelry?”“If I were her, I’d call the police. Thieves like him deserve to be punished!”The restaurant buzzed with murmurs and sharp whispers, each word cutting deeper than the last. All eyes bore into Oliver with judgment, their gazes heavy with disdain.Trisha stood before him, her stance confident, her smirk betraying the satisfaction she felt. The audience was hers, and she knew it. ‘That’s what you get for humiliating me, Oliver!’With that situation, Trisha expected Oliver to be caught off-guard, especially on the way she confronted him.But to her shock, Oliver didn’t even flinch.His eyes narrowed, his expression steely as he stood his ground. “Trisha,” he began, his voice steady and cold, slicing through the noise. “What proof do you have that I stole it?”The room stilled, the weight of his question silencing the crowd momentarily.

TRISHA BLINKED her eyes twice and chuckled in disbelief.“The police…” she said, her tone barely in a whisper. “Just who are you trying to threaten, huh?”Oliver’s lips curved into a smirk, his gaze cold. “No threats, Trisha. Just a fact.”He leaned in slightly, narrowing his distance with Trisha.“Keep testing me, and we’ll see if truth will prevail,” Oliver warned, his tone dangerously low. “I’ve got nothing to lose now. Can you say the same?”Trisha’s mocking smile faltered, and the confidence in her eyes wavered for the first time.She realized Oliver was right. Everyone knew him as a worthless and pathetic man. He has nothing to lose… Unlike her.And she can’t afford to lose anything, especially not now that Denver’s was on the verge of breaking off their relationship.Seeing the change in Trisha’s reaction, Oliver smirked. “I guess you returned to your senses now.”Trisha’s mouth opened to retort, but no words came out. Without another glance, Oliver walked away, leaving her tr

The man bolted upright, shock flashing across his face. “Everyone? From The Phantom Order?”“Yes, Sir,” one of his men confirmed. “Not just that—the headquarters was destroyed with explosives. No survivors.”The man clenched his jaw, his mind racing. ‘The Phantom Order, one of the most feared groups in the country, was wiped out just like that?’‘The Phantom Order members, one of the best gangs in this country, were eliminated in a snap?’“They were slaughtered,” added the voice on the other end, low and grave. “And I saw people cleaning up. Judging by their uniforms and equipment, they came from the capital.”Hearing those words, the man paused, then spoke. “Any idea who’s behind this?”“I don’t…” he muttered. “But I’ve received some intel. I’m not sure whether to believe it or not.”His voice was slightly stammering.The hesitation in the voice drew the man’s eyebrows together. “Who?”After a sharp inhale, the voice answered, “They said it was Zero.”“Zero?” The man forced a laugh.

“GOOD,” Oliver answered and ended the call.He slid the phone into his pocket and looked outside the window. Oliver hoped that the clear, night sky would help him relax. But it didn’t.Tons of questions formed in Oliver’s mind, including the sweet, gentle voice he heard in his mind earlier.“I know you won’t hurt me.”Strangely, that voice gives him warmth and motivation—That everything will be alright.But whose voice did it come from?“Hmmm…” Rebecca groaned, snapping Oliver back to his senses.Oliver went to Rebecca and held his hand. “I&rsquo

OLIVER BROUGHT Rebecca to a hospital. He called Melissa to help him hide this from anyone, avoiding the reporters to swarm in their location.Now, Rebecca was resting in a VIP room, while Oliver and Melissa were on the corner. They prevented making a loud sound that could hinder Rebecca from resting.“I talked with the doctor earlier. He said that Rebecca is already fine; she just needs to rest from exhaustion,” Melissa informed. “Also, the doctor gave her medicine, and she will return to her normal state once she wakes up.”Hearing those words made Oliver sigh in relief.At the same time, he remembered the fear in Rebecca’s eyes while looking at him.“Is something the matter?” Melissa asked, seeing the shift in Oliver’s expression. “If it’s about what happened in the warehouse, I sent personnel to clean them all.”“That’s not it.” Oliver shook his head. “Rebecca saw with her two eyes… how I killed those men.”If something like that happens again, Oliver won’t hesitate to do the same

Hello, everyone! Damian and Anya's story ends here. Writing this story was a rollercoaster ride of emotions for me, especially after witness how Damian retaliated and had the happy he deserved. I'm also grateful to each of you for being with me from the start to end. I hope you enjoyed reading this one as much as I enjoyed writing it, too.As we close this chapter, I want you to know that I'm planning to write another story, soon. I'm outlining a new one, and it was somehow different from my first two stories. The protagonist would be Oliver Hunt: Damian's old acquaintance, who was in the last chapter. I will let you once it's available to read.

THE hostage-taking Carter did in the warehouse spread in various news channels like wildfire. Everyone was shocked because of his sudden escape from prison, making the residents afraid for their safety, knowing that the management wasn’t doing their job properly to monitor the prisoners.With that, the warden and his apprentices, who were also under Carter’s authority, were fired from their jobs. They were replaced by a management who cared about their citizens, removing the patronage system in the prison, and bringing back justice at the same time.Due to Carter’s crimes being in high intensity, he was transferred to a high-security prison. Carter could only laugh as his mind was still in the past, thinking how rich and powerful he was, even though that wasn’t the case now.Carter had already gone insane, but it was only the beginning of his suffering.“At last, you finally arrived,” Catelyn, who was waiting in Carter’s cell, greeted. “Did you miss me?”“What are you doing here?” Cart

THE lights were flickering, adding tension in the air, as Damian entered the warehouse alone. He doesn’t have any guns or other weapons with him, nor he didn’t call anyone like Carter instructed.Damian was on high alert as he continued walking when suddenly, two men wearing full black clothes started to approach him with their guns.‘Fuck,’ cursed Damian at the back of his mind, seeing how helpless he was right now.Especially after seeing Ava tied to the chair, his mouth gagged, while Catela is sleeping in the crib beside her.Despite the situation, he couldn’t give up. Damian needed to save himself along with Ava and Catela and end this fight with Carter so it wouldn’t repeat.The two men tied Damian’s hands and feet to the chair, but unlike Ava, they didn’t gag him.“It is so unusual to see how obedient you are. I never thought you could do it,” Carter, who appeared from the shadows, smirked upon seeing Damian being helpless. “That’s right. They will always be safe as long as you

“That was not enough for all the bullshit you did to me before. But for now, let’s call it even," Damian said.Carson only shook his head as he wiped the blood on his lips before leaving the house. And the only thing that was running through his mind was how strong Damian’s punch was… before until now.THE NEXT morning, Carson didn’t just confess what he did to the board members, but he conducted a press conference to publicly apologize to Damian. He knew that Damian deserved to clear his name and regain his reputation, and although his public apology wasn’t enough, he still did it to show his sincerity.“Starting today, Carson Ferremento is now terminated as the CEO, and will face two years of suspension because of him ruining the Ferremento Corporation’s reputation,” Piper announced, her tone colder than usual. “The position will go back to Damian Giovanni Ferremento.”Carson smiled sadly, but he knew he needed to accept the consequences of his actions.However, since Damian had a

“That bastard. He told you that even though you have a husband?” Carson asked, his teeth gritting.“Well, this is just an arranged marriage, and he knows it.” Ava shrugged. “To be honest, I would marry a man like him although he isn’t the richest, than stay with a puppet like you, who only knows how to follow someone else—”“Here,” Carson interjected, giving Ava the signed papers. “I will let you take Catela because I need to deal with something, but I will take her away from you once I'm done.”“Hah. As if I will let you do that.” Ava scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Thank you for this, Carson. Catela will benefit so much from this.”And as if Ava was waiting for this to happen, when she went again to their bedroom to take Catela, she already had her luggage with her and was talking to someone.“Yes, he already signed the divorce paper, and I’m all set…” Ava said, smiling from ear to ear. “Oh, your bodyguard is outside the house already? Alright. I will let him in.”Ignoring Carson, Ava

After Carter went out of the house unnoticed, that was the only time Carson could breathe properly. He didn’t even realize he was suppressing his breath because of fear.‘Is that really the brother I used to be with ever since I was a child?’ Carson thought, his heart racing, as he leaned into a tree. ‘We are family. Why would he threaten me like that? Is the company and the organization more important to him than me?’And upon asking himself that question, Carson got his answer. Carter wouldn’t mind killing everyone who would be a hindrance to his plans, and he is not an exemption.His gaze went to the house—Something he had because of Carter. Everything he had was him, not giving Carson any chance to carve out his own identity. He was only known for his surname, and for all his careless actions when he was in teenager days.The only thing he had that wasn’t connected with Carter was Dollie, whom he took for granted, and now his family; Ava, his wife, and Catela, their child.“Ava,”