Novels by IwriteFantasy

***Sasha***"My parents and I used to have picnics on holidays. And I must confess I miss the feeling that comes with it," she said in a melancholic voice and bowed her head down a little before raising it to his face then began to nib on the cracker. She was regretful that she brought her personal life into this."I'm sorry," He studied her face, and general appearance for a moment. "Some things just tend to hold memories we can not seem to bury no matter how hard we try to forget them. It's like letting go means losing a part of what makes whole," he acknowledged that he also had memories that were triggered. It was wonderful that they both had a mutual feeling about the picnic and this made it more lovely. Suddenly, he sat up straight, raising his shoulders up, and stared into a tray with a spoon in his hand. "You know, Sasha, I used to have little picnics like this with my wife even before she gave birth to our son. We'd laugh and laugh. Eat and end up in the pool," his soft hus

***Sasha***She was still going through emails when Bob knocked on her door. She had barely been able to stop thinking about Padens and do something useful. "A minute please, I'm coming," she said and was happy her voice was heard.Sasha dropped her laptop from on her bed and cursed under her breath. She prayed it was not Mathew because she had no explanation for not being able to attend his prayer sessions as she had promised.She stood up, slid her legs into a bedroom slipper, and changed into a more decent dress. She was not going to embarrass herself again like she did last night with Padens so she hurriedly hung her nightie inside the wardrobe before heading to the door. She was still zipping the back of her dress as she raced for the door.Wondering who it might be, she placed her hands on the doorknob and drew it back. It was Bob. He smiled at her. "Good morning, ma.""Good morning," she replied, trying to figure out what he was doing at her place so early in the morning. She

***Sasha***Is he courting me? Sasha asked herself when she gazed back and saw the dancing stage. Even in her youthful years, she had not gotten anything close to this from Harvey. She was fighting back tears so hard because she'd be more than embarrassed if he saw her crying.When she turned to him, he was smiling brightly, his eyes catching hers. Her heart paused for a moment. She struggled to breathe but instead, she swallowed and wondered what he would think of her if he knew she was divorced and had lost a child.The way he looked at her was different from the way anyone has ever looked at her. She shoved down the intense urge to stand up, walk up to him, take his mouth into hers, and press their bodies together till his groin grinds against hers. It was becoming unbearable. Just as looking into his eyes.Suddenly her mind was fuelled with unexpected courage. She was going to enjoy this moment to its fullest. How much of him was she going to get tonight? She'll wait and see.In

***Padens***He made her laugh throughout. She stood to use the lady's room once. It was only to control herself from bursting into spontaneous laughter. "My God!" She muttered whimsically when she got into the lady's room. And she instantly began to laugh at how Padens had been munching on his chicken soup. However, instead of disgusting her it amused her, she liked him. She liked the way his mouth moved when he chewed while still keeping his lips pursed tightly.His eyes did their fair share of galavanting all over her face and her chest. They went all the way from her head to her shoulders. Sasha got the feeling his eyes were looking at the shape of her breasts beneath the gown she had worn.Standing in front of the mirror in the lady's room, she could see why he had been looking at her chest. Her nipples are showing against the gown and it would take not much of a squint to see the tiny bulge they made in the gown.Now, she regretted not wearing a bra underneath the gown. She fel

***Padens***"Sir, there's a man asking to see you outside. He said you promised him a pair of shoes," his secretary said when he picked up the call."A pair of shoes?" He asked. Suddenly he remembered and let out a burst of low laughter. Of course, he promised the coroner a pair of shoes. Why had he forgotten about that? He sighed."Get him a pair of those shoes you got me for the wedding, Okay?""Okay, sir. Is everything alright? You haven't had your breakfast yet, sir.""I haven't?" His sarcasm was top-notch. "I don't think I want to eat anything for now. Thank you.""Okay, sir."He dropped the dialer into its cradle and went back to reading the document he was reading before she had called.Moments passed and he was still unable to read through the first page, his brain was not taking in any of the words his eyes had been carefully squinting."What's gotten into me?" He dropped his pen and pressed backward into his golden-colored Home Office Executive Desk Chair. He stared into th

***Padens***They had taken the second turn and were fast approaching the hotel and she had not said anything in regards to what he had said."Sasha," he whispered, this time his husky voice didn't make her sweat. It was soft against her ears. "Say something, please."She sighed. He was trying his best to look into her eyes while she did her best to avoid him. Who wouldn't want to be his friend? But there were many other things he didn't know about her. The knowledge that his wife had died was like a piece of white cloth in the dark. But, did he know she was divorced and had just recently lost her child?Hell! No! He didn't. Nobody did except for Mathew whom she had told.However, she perceived, at this moment the least of what she needed is friendship. Though his friendship would go a long way in putting her together. She needed his influence, his fame. Wouldn't it be a great way to get back at Harvey? She thought."No problem, Mr. Padens, you can be my friend." She said dryly like a

Ellie's eyes almost bulged out of their sockets at the sight of Lorraine's sudden change. She could sense the power running through her niece. The aura Lorraine exuded was more than just an urge, it was pure anger.Ellie crawled backwards, too surprised to act or do anything. She knew what she was supposed to do but she couldn't, she couldn't bring herself to hurt Lorraine. She was to protect her and not hurt her."Lorraine," Ellie called. Seeing her niece like this had not only surprised her, it broke her too. It was her fault that Lorraine had to go through this. If only she had done what she had to do at the right time then the urge would not have gotten so strong. "Lorraine, fight it. You can do it. Remember your destiny, think about your mother."Lorraine could still hear Ellie's voice in her head but it was getting dimmer with every passing second. Suddenly, Lorraine screamed, her voice echoed with excruciating pain. Someone was doing it. The same thing Ellie could bring hersel

After almost an hour of working on the passport David had given him, Kyle had found out that Mary, as I suspected, had been in and out of Lightwood several times over the last few weeks. According to him, she was in the city at this very moment."When last was she in Lightwood?" David raised a question and Kyle gave him a fiendish glare. He had just said she was still in Lightwood so what does it matter when she entered the town."What is she doing in Lightwood?" David asked another question, with surprise spreading all over his face. If anything, he has had one of the roughest stories so far amongst all of us."We'll have to find out. That's why we need to find her before she leaves the city," I answered, calculating the possibilities of finding her. It was not going to be easy, where would we begin to look? I asked myself. Just as it was impossible to look for a needle in a sea, it was same when the case is turned to her David pursed his lips tightly and smirked. " I don't think sh

Lorraine's POV"Hurry, we need to go before he finds you," Ellie said and began to hasten her steps. She was faster than I expected her to be. Perhaps it was because she was frequent with the road."Before he finds me?" I gaped, unable to hide my surprise. "Is he going to find me?" I halted and my eyes blazed with fear.This was the point where I was supposed to be confused and scared at the same time. And Yes, I was confused and scared.Turning her head backwards, Ellie saw that I wasn't following her anymore. "You need to hurry up, Lorraine, I'm sure he's coming for you right now," she uttered and stopped. I thought I had seen it all and there was possibly nothing more that would shock me again but hearing that he would be able to find me was something I had not expected.My head began to heat up with questions. Complying with her, I continued walking, and even hastened my steps and began to run. "Why is he able to talk to me despite our distance?" I asked but she didn't reply. W

Lorraine's POVJames had blood stains on him. I instantly knew whose blood it was, it was Kayla's.So all this while she had been the mastermind behind everything that was happening. I regretted not reading her mind when I had the chance.Unlike I expected, there was no sign of remorse in James's voice as he spoke. It was as if he had just disassembled a nuclear bomb that would have killed the whole world.After James has rushed out in between our discussion, I wanted to follow him but my mind suggested I gave him some space. It would appear like I was pegging him too much if I don't let him do some things alone.So I forced myself not to follow him and I crawled back onto the bed and waited anxiously for him to return and tell me what it was all about.I was waiting when I slept off."No!" I yelled as I jerked from the nightmare I was having. I was gasping for breath. I looked around the room, the walls were familiar. I was sweating like a rat dropped into a bucket of water.It was o

"James, what happened?" Lorraine's voice echoed as she struggled to get out of bed and go after James who had suddenly run out while they were still discussing. But before she could get up, he was already out of the room.James went directly to his brother's room and knocked on the door, he would have barged in if he didn't know that his brother had a guest."David, I need to speak with you," James said as he knocked again when his first wasn't answered. The thud was loud. He was not supposed to interrupt them but he had no choice. What he had to say was way more important than anything they've got going on inside the room.He knocked several times again.The door opened and David stood inside, spurred by the unnecessary banging his door had to receive when the first knock alone was enough. When he saw that it was David, he did away with the anger. Looking straight into his brother's eyes, he was shocked and curious at the urgency James had used in calling him. He for sure, thought t

"I'm sorry I came late," James said, still wrapping his right hand on the knife he had stabbed into Kayla. Late? Really? Kyle gasped.Who cared if he came late or not? What mattered to Kyle was that he came and he saved them. Kyle was still amazed that he was able to make it to the building so fast. It wasn't even up to twenty minutes that he had texted him about the whole situation immediately he found out that they had walked into a trap.James pulled out the knife and Kayla spilt more blood from her mouth and fell to the ground, covering the place he had dug the knife into her with her hands to stop the gushing of blood but it was of no use, the blood kept pouring out."Ja. Ja…James," she stammered, weakly and turned to face him. She wanted to say something but there was not much strength in her to put the words together. The little she had was going on trying to stop the blood.How did he find them?She never thought he was coming here today."Thanks, man. You saved my ass," Kyl