Novels by Bright Akpan

Marcus took some aspirin and did his usual morning rituals. He then carefully cleaned the house looking for clues that would lead to those who kidnapped his family. He suspects the same person who had kidnapped Jane was responsible for his missing mother and sister. He cleaned the house thoroughly but didn't find anything. He sat on the couch he sat not up to 42 hours ago with Emily. He missed his sister, he missed her goofy nature. If she were here she would have made any other trouble he was facing lighter. She never comes out to declare her love for him, but she was always there whenever he needed her. Just like she had broken her savings to help me pay for the house rent, just like she had helped him get through his previous breakup, she had always got his back more than any other person he knew. He remembered when she first mentioned Cole, he felt uneasy about his younger sister dating. He had wanted too badly to scrutinise the Cole guy but Emiky had refused to introduce him. "I d

"No, seriously Cole I did think of you the whole time," Emily shouted into her phone. After she had dropped Marcus off at work, she spent her day at her friend’s house to do some homework after which she went shopping. She had promised Cole she would be at his house by 7:00 pm and she was almost late.“You didn’t,” Cole mumbled trying to sound sad.Cole blabbed about how he was sure she was lying—which she was.“Oh, crab!” she exclaimed.“What’s the problem?” Cole asked.“I forgot the cookies I baked.” She muttered.“My cookie?”“I am afraid so.” She mumbled“Well, you better go get them.”“You know this is all your fault, I know I should have put them in the car yesterday,” Emily grumbled, turning the car around.“So are you going to get the cake?” Cole asked abruptly alert.”“Yes Cole, do you not want me to get it?”“No, no, you should get it.” He said quickly. Emily heard his abrupt movement in the background.“Here are you going somewhere? I think I heard you start your truck.”“A

Cletus swings his chair in his father’s office. He had his father go through the information his investigator got him. He went through it a few hours ago but he didn’t think he could get Jane back on his own, he needed help. From the beginning, he knew he didn’t trust that Marcus guy. He didn’t like the way Jane looked at him, it felt like he was more than the bodyguard she claimed he was so had someone spy on them and always, and he was right. He reread the texts between Jane and Marcus for the 4th time and grimaced. He felt betrayed.“Jane cannot possibly be serious,” He said to his father.“She might be playing him; I do not see what she could possibly see in him. That Jane girl is weird.” His father answered.“Jane can be so naïve, the Marcus guy just wants her money from her, just the way I and any other guy want. Only I would marry her and buy her pretty dresses in return, what could that pathetic bloody servant give her.”Rodriguez Diaz snickered. “Morrison’s daughter is stubbo

Jane does not always have the privilege to talk to her mother. Not because her mother wouldn't create time if Jane wanted, but Mrs. Morrison is more of the reserved time. She would rather read the same novel over and over again than sit around talking about things she didn't deem necessary. When she does speak, she speaks, she pours out so much wisdom one wonders if she is human. So on days, Jane gets to talk to her mother, she does appreciate it."Mother, you called?""Yes my dearest, come in, sit with me."Jane walked to her parents' oversized bed and sat beside her mother."How are you doing, dear one?""I am okay maa, work has been good."Her mother had a soft smile on her face as she searched Jane's eyes. "You see happier,"Jane's face reddened. Not because of her mother's comment, but because of who was responsible for making her happy. Marcus. "Thank you," she said."Did I tell you of the most bizarre thing I did when I was younger?" her mother asked. Her eyes had become distan

Jane and Marcus walked quickly to the reception to see what the commotion was. She stopped short when she saw Cletus moving his body in what was supposed to be dancing."Was he stung by something," she mumbled to herself.She felt like she would have to sue him for noise pollution."Is this the unfortunate guy?" Marcus whispered."Unfortunately yes," she mumbled."You didn't say he was good at embarrassing himself," Marcus whispered back."I had no idea," she whispered and sighed. "I can not believe I once was in love with this clown," she murmured, cleaning her forehead.Cletus did his grand style by kneeling in front of Jane. Marcus quickly pushed Jane behind him."Who are you?" Cletus asked, irritated, standing to his feet."Her bodyguard. You have a problem with that?" Marcus replied.Cletus scowled at him and turned his attention to Jane. "Hey my Lo–""Don't!" Jane interrupted raising her left hand.Cletus's eyes turned pleading. "I am sorry My love." He said taking a step closer

Marcus felt goofy after leaving Jane's room. They almost got caught because Jane forgot to close the door. Marcus went to us Mr. Morisson barged in. He gave lectures on love and lost saying what Marcus felt for her is lost."Mostly I tell you guys only want one thing from you, sex. But guys like Marcus want two things from you, sex and your money." "You can't judge a person like that father, you do not even know him!" Jane cried."But I was once a young guy. I know what they are thinking.""Yeah right," Jane mumbled, rolling her eyes."I am just trying to do what is best for you," he said softly."I know dad, but I need chances to make my own mistakes."But I already gave you a chance to make a mistake, Clerus is a mistake remember? That is enough mistake for one lifetime.""Great," Jane murmured.Her father gave her more lectures on love and how she could have him anytime she needed someone to be her date."Who needs a boyfriend when they have their father."Jane rolled her eyes.Aft

Chapter Twenty-Six Lily's POV I woke up the next to find William asleep on the couch in my room. He had insisted on staying with me, despite my reassurances that I was fine. I watched him sleep for a moment, his sculpted face serene, his perfect nose and black hair that fell onto his forehead. I wanted to reach out and brush the hair away, but I hesitated. Then there was his mouth. His very talented mouth that had done unspeakable things to me. William stirred, and I immediately closed my eyes to give the impression I was still sleeping. I heard someone chuckle softly. “Open your eyes, Lily. I already know you’re awake.” I couldn’t stop my blush as I opened my eyes. “Good morning,” I greeted, my voice still groggy. “Morning,” William replied, standing up and stretching. He had removed his shirt during the night, and I tried not to stare as he shrugged it back on, failing miserably. Call me a shameless simp for William Carter. “How are you feeling now?” he asked, taking a step to

Chapter Twenty-Six Lily's POV I woke up the next to find William asleep on the couch in my room. He had insisted on staying with me, despite my reassurances that I was fine. I watched him sleep for a moment, his sculpted face serene, his perfect nose and black hair that fell onto his forehead. I wanted to reach out and brush the hair away, but I hesitated. Then there was his mouth. His very talented mouth that had done unspeakable things to me. William stirred, and I immediately closed my eyes to give the impression I was still sleeping. I heard someone chuckle softly. “Open your eyes, Lily. I already know you’re awake.” I couldn’t stop my blush as I opened my eyes. “Good morning,” I greeted, my voice still groggy. “Morning,” William replied, standing up and stretching. He had removed his shirt during the night, and I tried not to stare as he shrugged it back on, failing miserably. Call me a shameless simp for William Carter. “How are you feeling now?” he asked, taking a step to

Chapter Twenty-Six Lily's POV I woke up the next to find William asleep on the couch in my room. He had insisted on staying with me, despite my reassurances that I was fine. I watched him sleep for a moment, his sculpted face serene, his perfect nose and black hair that fell onto his forehead. I wanted to reach out and brush the hair away, but I hesitated. Then there was his mouth. His very talented mouth that had done unspeakable things to me. William stirred, and I immediately closed my eyes to give the impression I was still sleeping. I heard someone chuckle softly. “Open your eyes, Lily. I already know you’re awake.” I couldn’t stop my blush as I opened my eyes. “Good morning,” I greeted, my voice still groggy. “Morning,” William replied, standing up and stretching. He had removed his shirt during the night, and I tried not to stare as he shrugged it back on, failing miserably. Call me a shameless simp for William Carter. “How are you feeling now?” he asked, taking a step to

Chapter 141 Seraphina Why was esveyone around me always giving me more reason not to trust anyone? Gist of was Rune who had walked out on me when I needed him the most and now it was my father who was going behind my background to betray. I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to get away from this mess. Go away and be with Lucius. Right about now, I regret how badly k had ever treated him. It was my father's fault. He was the one planting all the ring ideas in my head. That I was supposed to hate the man who loved me, that I was supposed to think of him as a narcissist. Meanwhile all along a he had wanted was a chance to show how much he loves me. How badly he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me. The risk he had taken with me despite knowing that at any given point, my father could sweep in and attack on the grounds of j convincing me to flee home. For all I know, my father could have been the reason we parted ways in the first place. There was a little too much goi

Chapter Twenty-Six Lily's POV I woke up the next to find William asleep on the couch in my room. He had insisted on staying with me, despite my reassurances that I was fine. I watched him sleep for a moment, his sculpted face serene, his perfect nose and black hair that fell onto his forehead. I wanted to reach out and brush the hair away, but I hesitated. Then there was his mouth. His very talented mouth that had done unspeakable things to me. William stirred, and I immediately closed my eyes to give the impression I was still sleeping. I heard someone chuckle softly. “Open your eyes, Lily. I already know you’re awake.” I couldn’t stop my blush as I opened my eyes. “Good morning,” I greeted, my voice still groggy. “Morning,” William replied, standing up and stretching. He had removed his shirt during the night, and I tried not to stare as he shrugged it back on, failing miserably. Call me a shameless simp for William Carter. “How are you feeling now?” he asked, taking a step to

Chapter Twenty-Six Lily's POV I woke up the next to find William asleep on the couch in my room. He had insisted on staying with me, despite my reassurances that I was fine. I watched him sleep for a moment, his sculpted face serene, his perfect nose and black hair that fell onto his forehead. I wanted to reach out and brush the hair away, but I hesitated. Then there was his mouth. His very talented mouth that had done unspeakable things to me. William stirred, and I immediately closed my eyes to give the impression I was still sleeping. I heard someone chuckle softly. “Open your eyes, Lily. I already know you’re awake.” I couldn’t stop my blush as I opened my eyes. “Good morning,” I greeted, my voice still groggy. “Morning,” William replied, standing up and stretching. He had removed his shirt during the night, and I tried not to stare as he shrugged it back on, failing miserably. Call me a shameless simp for William Carter. “How are you feeling now?” he asked, taking a step to