Novels by Nala Rae

~EMILY~“Wooh! Happy birthday bitch” Ava yelled above the deafening music.She screeched in excitement as the popped champagne cascaded down.While the server poured us our glasses, she wrapped her hands around me and violently gave me a shake. “Isn’t this so fun?” I couldn’t agree less. From the ear wrenching music to the crowd of people, this was hardly my idea of fun. But staring at her adorable large blue eyes, I found myself saying “yeah” while fake nodding to the music. She chuckled, “You’re a terrible liar.”I laughed, “Alright, alright. You got me.” Also wrapping my hand around her, I said “But lucky for you, I’m so in love with you that I can endure a few gruesome hours of deafening sounds.”She giggled, pinched my cheeks “I love you too, my bumble bee” finishing it off with a kiss on my lips.Ezra whistled, “Geez, save it for when you’re drunk.” he added with a grin just as the server passed us our glasses.“Gross” Alex said his first word of the night with his usual

Emily's POV“Emily Byrce, you're needed in Mr Hasting’s office. Now.” A cold shudder engulfed me, causing me to freeze with the telephone still on my ear, even as the other line went dead. My legs felt heavy as I tried to drag them from my desk. Numerous thoughts egged my mind. Was he going to fire me? What would he do? The questions replayed in my head till I found myself standing before his secretary. The young lady placed the telephone on her ear while silently tapping her polished desk. I could tell Alex had picked up when her body suddenly went tense. “Mr Hasting, Emily Byrce is here.” Her tone was calm and careful. The next second she put down the phone and returned her stare to me. “You can go in.” she murmured with a pitiful gaze. It sounded like an invitation to hell and for one minute, I considered running in the opposite direction. Yet my wobbly legs took me to the door of his office. With great hesitation, I made a tap that sounded as silent as a

The room was in silence for a minute before the commotion ensued again. “M..Mr Hasting. Yo…you can't just buy the restaurant.” The manager let out a nervous laugh. “It's not something that can be….” His words trailed off when Alex’s cold gaze met him. “I..I’ll..I” the manager was at a loss. His eyes flickered from Alex to Jace, unsure of what to do. Chris was already gone, already making calls to whoever. Jace scoffed, “I’m going to finish my evening with my date, so I suggest you take this elsewhere.” Sensing things were about to escalate, I jumped to my feet. Jace's eyes took in my sudden movements with a hint of confusion. I reached for his arm, “It's okay Jace, we can leave.” “W…” he tried to protest but I cut him off. “It's not worth it.” His gaze softened and his whole body seemed to relax. “Alright, let's go.”he said with a subtle nod. He gently grabbed my hand and led the way. All eyes were on us in a perfect silence yet I seemed to feel

Emily's POV“Who’s got you all red like a tomato?” Ava asked from nowhere.. Startled, I jerked and immediately kept my phone face down.“No one.” I answered, a little too hurried. She chuckled. “Really?” Her eyebrows rose dramatically and lips held a mocking smirk. Giving in, I let out a sigh “Fine, it's Jace.” She smiled in triumph. “Jace…Our hero guy?” “Yup” “Do you like him?”she asked with a teasing smile. Before I could respond, she immediately added, “Of course you do. Look at you, you're all red. You should go out with him.Has he asked you out yet.” Trust Ava to say so many things at once! “No, I don't like him.” She gave me a glare “Alright, maybe a little.” Her face settled into satisfaction. “And yes, he's asked me out. Quite a number of times to be frank. I said no.” She spat out the drink she was sipping. “Say what?” When I didn't respond quickly enough, she added, “Why?” I wasn't sure of the answer myself. Shrugging, I said

Panic drenched over her like a bucket of cold water. Holding her bump with the utmost care, she whispered “My baby.” Her heart hammered loudly against her chest while her mind ran wild with different thoughts. With slow steps, she walked to the couch and sat down, still trembling with fear. She began to call Wesley again. It went straight to voicemail— a few more rings and it ceased to connect. She took the phone from her ear and stared at the screen with surprise. He blocked her! Knowing time was of the essence, she moved to the next available person–Jane. After two missed calls, Jane's grumbling voice echoed through the phone. “What?” Sophie took in a breath of relief. “Thank God, Jane! Something’s happened. Wesley hasn't come home and…” She was hastily cut off by Jane. “You called me in the middle of the night because Wesley's not home?” “It’s the mi…” she tried to speak but was shut down again.. “What is wrong with you, Sophie? And so what, if Wes

For the upteempth time, Wesley Sterling shredded another set of papers. He groaned in frustration, staring at his chaotic desk. The open google docs page on his laptop screen glared back at him. For hours, he had written and backspaced till the screen remained blank. Thinking the natural feeling of a paper and pen would spark his creativity, he had abandoned the laptop. The ruined pieces of papers proved otherwise. He was Stuck! Frustrated, he jumped out of his chair and paced around the room. He was running out of time and everything was at stake– his career, reputation and more. He needed a manuscript at whatever cost. Without a second thought, he dashed for his phone. His hands shook with nervousness while the other end rang repeatedly until a voice boomed through. “Wesley Sterling, the writing genius.” the masculine voice said with a hearty laughter. Wesley cringed at the title he used to revel in. “Hey Jeff, how are you doing?”he spoke in the most cheerf