Novels by Pioneer Edison

Caden’s POVHow was I supposed to find her? I turned on the tracking app on my phone and followed its directions. She was in front of a hospital, curled in a corner.Her arms were wrapped around her as she rocked herself back and forth, rocking slowly. I hurried towards her. My feet stumbled over some debris and I almost fell. She didn't notice me yet but when she did... I froze with terror when I realized how fragile she looked. How much she needed help. The pain that was radiating off her wasn't physical; it was mental and emotional. It radiated from where I stood and all I wanted to do was wrap her up in my arms. Soothe her mind and take away this pain for good. Instead, I just watched her, afraid if I spoke or made even the slightest movement she might collapse and not wake again.She was mumbling words, words I couldn't hear and her eyes seemed to be fixed on something yet unfocussed.I hadn't seen such raw pain from anyone before and I could feel the heat of it coming off of her

Anna’s POVPanic engulfed me in a warm hug that grew tight, almost suffocating as I stared at the man in front of me.The hair in my arms stood straight up like spikes, my breath caught in my throat.I could hear my heartbeat racing and I couldn't think, could hardly breathe. I couldn't speak or move, as I tried to focus solely on his face, which seemed to glow with a light from within. His hair was dark like ink, and shiny.But his eyes, those eyes were cold and danced with mischief and danger. Like liquid ice.I knew those eyes. I had seen them so many times, burning in my nightmares. Eyes that looked deep into yours like they could read your deepest desires. Eyes that screamed chaos, he was looking at me like a cat playing with its food before devouring it and leaving the bones to crumble underneath the weight of his appetite. I knew those eyes. “Not exactly who you were expecting, am I right?” he murmured amusedly, taking in the sight of me as if he had planned this whole encoun

Anna’s POVIt was hard to decide but I decided that I needed therapy. I had to continue with my session if I wanted to be better and I needed to be better.Not just for anyone but for myself, too. It wasn’t as easy for me to get help in a professional setting but some people could. People like the person who had been there with me all through this whole process. She sat quietly in her chair in my room, listening to my every word with patience and understanding. She forced me to be better, ignoring the fact that I was a handful.I couldn't pretend that I wasn't anxious, it felt like it's been ages since the last session. It felt like the first day all over again.Beads of sweat formed on my forehead despite the cool air conditioning in the waiting room. The steady drip of water from a faucet sounded in the background and my heart beat faster than normal. Sweat dripped onto the table as well as the palms of my hands. A couple of strands of hair fell into my face and I brushed them bac

Caden’s POVSebastian and Anna sat not very far, she was so engrossed in whatever he was saying that she even giggled and threw her head back.Anger flew through me like lightning and I began to move to their table. The words came out of my mouth before I could stop them. “Are you fucking serious right now?” I growled, staring at them, his eyes were suddenly wide with fear. His jaw clenched tightly as if he wanted to say something but the words were stuck on the way down. Anna looked red like she had been caught doing what she was supposed to do. She bit her lower lip and turned to look away from me. Sebastian who observed everything just looked confused but soon his usual smile was back on his face as if nothing ever happened. He looked over at me, “Yeah, that’s a good way to sum it up,” he gave an awkward laugh. He seemed amused by me. And he was laughing at me. He couldn't have been more wrong! It wasn't funny!“Nice to see you, Caden”“We need to talk,” I said looking directly

Caden’s POVMy eyes trailed to her exposed thigh as she slept on my bed beside me. It was so smooth, so beautiful and so tempting to reach out to.I clenched my fist, fighting the temptation. My hand itched to touch her, to rub along her smooth leg, to explore every inch of her. I could feel the bulge in my pants, straining uncomfortably, at the thought of it.After a few seconds of contemplating, I heeded finally, tracing my fingertips in a buttery light way, across her exposed thigh, trailing from her knee, down to her midthigh. I kept my eyes glued on her face while I made my journey, taking special care not to wake her up. When I got lower, I paused and stared up at her face once again.My breathing quickened as I continued down. Her eyelashes fluttered, revealing her beautiful brown orbs, as she stared back at me in a dazed manner, while my finger kept trailing down to her entrance, my eyes still trained on her.“Caden?” She called out softly, as it sounded more like a restrai

Anna’s POVI couldn't believe I had let that happen. It wasn't like me to lose control like that, but it just happened. It felt like we were in the middle of a movie set – and we had just finished playing out one scene, and all of a sudden it was raining hard.I couldn't have been so stupid! I had begged him to touch me, I had screamed out his name over and over again last night while he slammed into me like an animal possessed. And now that I had finally gotten what I wanted… he had to say that.Shame washed over me, and tears stung my eyes as I walked down the street, trying to keep from crying in public. I could not believe this – not after everything we had done last night. But when I thought about how it had ended, my insides turned to ice.I didn't know what I was thinking, maybe that I had seen some level of vulnerability from him? But he was Caden Gallagher, the famous playboy. Why was I surprised that he would never want to give up his reputation for something as trivial as

Gregory Hanson‘…in another exciting gossip, Anna Vendel has been married off to the emotionally unstable CEO Christopher Hanson. Though nothing is public yet, we are made to understand that Anna was sighted at the Hanson mansion with her luggage and it seems she’ll be staying there for a while. It’s rather shocking that this rapidly happened shortly after she took her father’s company to the ruins. This makes Business Gossips wonder if she’ll achieve such a feat with Dazzling Dreams…’I poured myself wine as I watched the gossip show. The Business Gossips show was one of my favorites and I never failed to sneak a peek at their daily episodes. They were good at digging up gossip like those I just heard. One could learn a lot about business rivals and competition just by listening to most of this gossip.However, I felt they’d been too quick to discover that Anna had come over. Everything concerning the marriage had been done covertly so I had to hand it to them.I took a sip of wine a

I became calmer by evening and I felt the long warm bath I had contributed hugely to it. There were still a lot of things on my mind, but I didn’t feel weighed down by them too much. When in my life had I never felt many burdens weigh down on me? Yeah, it was probably a routine in my life now. Dad said I was a failure. It was because of that, that I accepted to do this—to try and atone for my mistakes.With a long sigh, I started unpacking. I didn’t bring much so I knew it wouldn’t take too long. After hanging my clothes in the wardrobe, I put my shoes on their rack and then I put my books, files, and laptop on the table in the bedroom. When I laid down the books, something sticking out of the pages caught my attention and I pulled it out.It was a photo of a woman with a charming smile, sunny brown hair, a pair of sneakers, and a crown made of flower petals on her head.MomI never knew her; I never heard her talk—and Dad said she had the sweetest voice. That had been in one of Dad’s

AnnaThe stench of sweat, paint, and alcohol drowned me, making me forget that I was breathing. It was at the point of choking that I realized that Christopher was squeezing the air out of my lungs. I coughed and tapped his back as lightly as I could. “Christopher, you’re hurting me!”He didn’t seem to hear immediately as he kept mumbling inaudibly, and then he loosened his grip on me and stood back a bit. He was close enough that I could feel his warm breath all over my face and see his limpid brown eyes which looked like a child’s. He looked different from what I was used to seeing on TV. He was now thinner, more muscular, and had a thicker beards. Regardless, he was still the drop-dread handsome CEO whose smile would leave every woman swooning.My heart was still racing because the chain of events had been unexpected. From seeing paintings of myself to being squeezed in a tight hug by Christopher. I wouldn’t have believed it even if a seer had said it.“You’ve been…painting me?” I

AnnaEveryone knew Christopher Hanson was a lunatic, but I was going to marry him. I sat in the car, thinking about my life in a nutshell. What other thing could I do well aside from messing things up even more?I sighed and glanced out the car’s open door. I was there, at the Hanson’s family mansion. The building rose like a giant and the intricate glassy design instilled a sense of wealth in all who saw it. It was easily the biggest building in this part of Abuja.I checked my phone, noting the time, 9:27 a.m., fifteen minutes had passed since I arrived in the car but no one had come to at least acknowledge my arrival. One would expect that Christopher—or anyone else of importance—would abandon their coves to come to usher me in. Christopher. Thinking about him, I felt silly because I thought he ought to have come out to see his new wife who had been brought on a platter. Heck, the man hadn’t even shown up to sign the marriage certificates. The certificates had been packaged and se