Novels by T. K

Mr King stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of his private office, his sharp gaze fixed on the city skyline. His brother still lay in the hospital bed, barely alive. The doctors had told him the chances of him waking up were only five per cent, or he might end up in a vegetable state because of the damage to the brain. The thought that the man who had done all this to his brother was walking around freely irked him to the core, and tonight he was going to make him pay, even if it meant shedding his own blood. Leo entered the room snapping him from his thoughts. "The men are ready, boss. We have got eyes on the big boss’s main warehouse near the port. Word is, a shipment is coming in tonight with illegal firearms." Mr. King turned with a playful smirk at the corner of his mouth. "Good. Tell them to move immediately. No mistakes." Leo nodded and stepped away hurriedly to relay the command. Mr King reached for the drawer where the folder Joel had sent him several weeks ago la

Mr. King sat in his luxurious office, his mind elsewhere. His fingers tapped impatiently against the polished surface of his desk while his other hand gripped his phone tightly. It was already three days. Three damn days without a single word from his brother. His younger brother had never gone this long without answering his calls or at least checking in. He had a bad premonition about it! Mr King exhaled sharply, rubbing his temple. His sources inside the big boss’s operations had gone quiet too, which only deepened his unease. Something was wrong. His phone buzzed, jolting him from his thoughts. It was an unknown number. Frowning, he hesitated before answering. "Who is this?" His voice was sharp and demanding. Silence. Then a distorted voice, as if through a voice changer. "Your brother is in critical condition at St. Lucy's Hospital." A cold chill ran through Mr King's spine. His grip tightened on the phone. "What the hell are you talking about? Who are you?" "Wh

The meeting room inside the warehouse was dimly lit with only a single overhead light. Across the wooden table, the men seated around with tension on their faces. The big boss sat at the head of the table, his gloved fingers tapping rhythmically against the wooden table. His dark mask hid his expression, but the sharp glint in his eyes was enough to send chills through the men seated before him. His patience had run out. Ben stood beside him silently, watching as the others shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Every man in the room knew that meetings like these never ended well. Someone wasn’t going to walk out of this room alive. The big boss finally spoke, his voice calm. "We have a big problem!" He leaned back in his chair. "You see, everything has been going to hell lately. Our plan was interfered with, the dock was wiped clean, our men tortured, and Dr Lawrence returned to us in a state that not even the devil himself would wish upon his worst enemy. He let the words s

The big boss stood at the corner of the warehouse looking out of the window. His dark mask covered his face as always. Things had started going wrong! The warehouse was silent except for the chirping of the birds outside. Ben, his right-hand man, stood beside him, tense. He was afraid the boss might lash out at him. "Boss, I think it's kind of strange, everything is so wrong right now. We still haven’t found Dr. Lawrence. It’s like he disappeared off the face of the earth. At the dock, everything was wiped out clean. I think we have a mole in our group." The big boss exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. "Lawrence, that bastard ruined everything. And now he’s hiding?" His voice was deadly calm, but everyone in the room knew what that meant, someone was going to die tonight. "About a mole, I have noticed that too. Don't worry about it. I'll handle everything in today's meeting. Make sure that boy also attends, I want to deal with him tonight." The big boss took a seat at the table.

The sirens grew louder as the cars made their way to Dock 47. The stench of gunpowder, blood and bodies scattered like discarded chess pieces in the area. Two black SUVs with tinted windows screeched to a halt. Armed men dressed in black tactical gear spilt out. Their faces were masked, they had been tracking the van since it left the hospital. They were Krystie's people, not the police. The GPS trackers hidden inside the cartons had led them here. The sirens were only to scare everyone away. "Secure the area and clean everything!" barked the team leader, a man with a sharp jawline and piercing grey eyes that missed nothing. Inside the cartons, the doctors and nurses had begun to stir, groggy from the sedatives. Panic flashed across their faces as the realization set in, everything foggy in their minds. One of the men yanked the tape off a doctor’s mouth. The doctor gasped, coughing violently as he tried to speak. "Please help us," he croaked, his voice raw from dehydration.

Dr Lawrence’s eyes fluttered open. A sharp, metallic scent filled the air, the cold dampness of the room made him shiver. His head throbbed with pain, a dull ache from the back where he had been struck. He tried to move, but his arms were bound tightly behind a metal chair, his legs shackled to the floor. The faint sound of waves crashing hinted that they were near the coast. Perhaps Italy, from the faint accent in the whispered words exchanged around him. As his vision cleared, he took in his surroundings. He was in a vast, abandoned warehouse somewhere unfamiliar. His heart raced with panic when he noticed the men surrounding him. They weren’t the big boss’s men. They were fierce, sharp-eyed men dressed in black, their postures rigid with discipline. Some had scars and others bore tattoos with symbols he couldn’t recognize, but all of them radiated the same silent threat. Their faces were cold, emotionless, and deadly. "Where am I?" Dr Lawrence asked drawing the attention o

Darkness swirled around Lucian, pressing against his mind. The chains binding him pulsed with an eerie glow. Lucian gritted his teeth, struggling against the pull, but something within him was shifting. His memories, once clear, were unravelling like threads. He could no longer recall Stella's face, the warmth of her touch and voice. Instead, another voice slithered into his mind, cold and commanding. "They abandoned you." He shook his head in denial. No. That’s not true. "You were always meant for more, my son. You are not meant to be bound by weak emotions." Lucifer’s presence surrounded him, unseen yet omnipresent, filling the void with his will. The chains tightened, burning into Lucian’s skin, feeding him a different past, a past where he was betrayed by Stella and everyone dear in his life. A surge of dark power flooded his veins. His body convulsed as the magic burrowed deeper, erasing the last remnants of who he had been. The love, and the sacrifices, all of it fad

Stella sat cross-legged on the cold floor, her hands trembling slightly as she held a bowl. The pendant around her neck pulsed in rhythm with her heartbeat, a faint glow radiating from it. Xavier knelt before her as he placed the silver vial and dagger on the floor between them. "You ready to take the risks?" he asked, his voice low and steady. Stella nodded, though the tightness in her chest betrayed her nerves. "I do." Xavier’s gaze softened. "When the connection between you and Lucian got restored, Lucifer must have lost your presence. We have to play this game well. Otherwise,, your life will be endangered." Xavier took the dagger and handed it to her. "The first step is yours. We need your blood to complete the bond." Stella hesitated, the blade’s edge glinting in the dim light. Her heart raced, but the thought of Lucian and his sacrifice in their past lives strengthened her resolve. She pressed the dagger against her palm, wincing as the blade into her skin. Crimson dr

Stella followed Xavier down the dimly lit hallways. The creaks and groans of the old floorboards mirrored her apprehension. Xavier’s lantern cast flickering shadows on the walls. "Where are we going?" Stella finally asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Xavier glanced back at her, his expression unreadable. "The truth, Stella. If you’re truly determined to pursue this path, you need to understand the gravity of your choices." They stopped in front of an ornate door Stella had never noticed before. Its surface was carved with intricate patterns that seemed to shift in the lantern light. Xavier pressed his hand against the door, murmuring words in the ancient language. The carvings glowed faintly before the door creaked open. Inside was a small room, circular and lined with shelves filled with ancient tomes, and objects that seemed to hum with latent power. At the centre of the room stood a pedestal, and upon it rested the ancient book bound in dark leather, similar to what h

The house was quiet. Stella moved cautiously through the halls, her steps muffled by the thick carpet. Uncle Xavier's stern warning echoed in her mind: "You’re safe here, Stella. Don’t tempt fate by leaving before your twentieth birthday before you have received your powers. There are forces you don’t understand waiting for you out there. To kill you." But she couldn’t stay. Not when Lucian needed her. He was Clutching the pendant tightly, she crept toward the back door. Her heart pounded with every creak of the wooden floorboards, the ancient house seeming alive and intent on betraying her. She paused at the top of the grand staircase, scanning the darkness below. "Almost there," she whispered to herself, her breath fogging in the chill air. As she descended, a shadow shifted at the bottom of the stairs. Stella froze. "Where do you think you’re going?" Uncle Xavier's deep voice cut through the silence. Stella’s heart leapt into her throat as Xavier stepped into view, his shar

Stella wandered through a vast, hollow cavern floating in the depths of space, illuminated by an eerie, pulsing red glow that seeped through the jagged cracks of nearby floating asteroids. Twisted, blackened trees loomed on either side of her, their skeletal branches reaching out as if trying to ensnare her. A cold mist seeped through the floor, tugging her deeper into the oppressive shadows.She moved cautiously, her breaths shallow as the weight of the void pressed down on her. The air was heavy, thick with a suffocating silence, broken only by the faint crunch of her footsteps on the brittle, cracked ground.And then she saw him.In the distance, a figure emerged from the shadows, moving with deliberate, determined steps. Lucian. His piercing eyes locked onto her with an intensity that made her chest tighten."Stella!" His voice called out, deep and resonant, echoing eerily in the cavern.She froze, her heart pounding. It was unmistakably him, his face as clear as day, and yet his

The weight of everything happening lingered as Lucian staggered into his study room. His legs moved without thought, propelled by the voice echoing in his mind. "You are a devil, it runs in your blood." The study was dim and cluttered with books and papers he rarely touched. Yet something drew his eyes to a cabinet in the corner. It was a worn piece of furniture, but tonight, it pulsed with an unseen energy. Lucian hesitated. "Go ahead. Open it," the voice whispered to him, softer this time but no less commanding. Seems like his father was back to watch over him. With trembling hands, Lucian approached the cabinet. He hesitated for a moment, then pulled the handle. The door creaked open, revealing a single-wrapped box. He had been given the wrapped gift by his parents on his tenth birthday with strict instructions to wait until the time was right before he could open it. He had long forgotten about it because it had been many years and not once had he ever thought about it.

It was already two months since Bella and Kevin were finally given a go ahead from Bella's parents, and yet here they were already standing at the alter facing each other. Bella had tears on her eyes, just remembering everything that had happened to her she felt like all that had happened was just a dream, it was just like yesterday when she had met Kevin coincidentally, and yet here they are, already got two kids by their side who were watching them, Memories flooded Bella's mind, fragments of a past she had struggled with. Faces flashed before her eyes, voices echoing in the recesses of her consciousness, the journey indeed was quite a long one, with both happy and sad memories. Yet, as the darkness crept over Bella knew she could not turn back. She had come too far, sacrificed too much to let fear dictate her fate. With a heavy heart, she took a step forward towards Kevin, who was looking all handsome in a three-piece tuxedo, his eyes never leaving her, appreciating her beauty. S

The whole day Bella refused it eat that it really worried her parents, they really regretted having done this trick on Bella because her reaction on it was much worse than how they had thought she would take it. Earlier on Elizabeth and Frank had agree to themselves that they would attenuate a certain drug which has similar characteristics as peanut allergy,after all Frank himself was the doctor and he had control over everything,the drug was supposed to induce Kevin to semi comma, and the only thing that they would come up with to tell Bella was that it was peanut, they kind of knew how vigorous Kevin's reaction to peanut would be, and they didn't want to risk it on him, they wanted him safe for Bella. Elizabeth and Frank didn't have much to do for the day, and just immediately after dinner they left for their bedroom as Bella had refused to go downstairs to take her meals so they left her be.Bella took a seat and placed it at the bedside yet before the bed where Kevin slept, all

Bella was surprised when she found her father on the living room, seated as if he was waiting for her, and it was at that moment that Bella knew that she had f**cked up, obviously she knew that her father was already aware that she had sneaked out of the house to go and spend a night with Kevin, and thinking that maybe her father would snap at her,so Bella had already designed a plan to herself that would make her father give in to her, so Bella pretended to not have seen him at all as she walked to the stairs."Bella stop it,stop right now!" Frank had spoke up just as Bella took the first step on the staircase, it's not like he didn't know of what she was up to, and after being found out, Bella took slow steps backwards making sure she didn't turn around to face him at all, she was afraid to face him in case he was so angry with her, that was the only thing that Bella was afraid, seeing her father being angry with her.Bella walked until she stopped just before her father, but she di

It was around five o'clock in the morning when Bella woke up, she was still being held tightly by Kevin, she knew it was time that she should wake up before her father would come over to wake Kevin up, Bella knew that if that was to happen then she would be in a lot of trouble.Bella tried to loosen Kevin's hand from her waist, he was holding it possessively like he was not going to let her go, and Bella liked it so much, she has always liked it whenever he would hold her that possessive, it just showed her how much he loved her and craved for her. Kevin was fast asleep, and it just dawned on Bella that she was supposed to be on the move back to the main mansion, otherwise if she were to waste a single moment still sleeping here her mother could find her and she knew better than anyone what would happen next in such a situation.Bella was feeling hesitant to go, and finally when she had stepped from the bed she thought of something before she came back near the bed and leaned in to K

It was around eleven o'clock in the night, everywhere was so silent and dark, and there was only one soul that was still awake at the time, she was turning and tossing around the bed as she was not sure whether her parents were asleep yet or not, but she was afraid to switch the lights on, what if she were to be found out, she didn't want her parents to know of her plans, or anything that she was up to, everything was supposed to be secretive so that she could execute her plans.Bella slowly woke from her bed, put on her sleepers and slowly walked out of her bedroom making sure she was as silent as possible. When Bella reached the stairs and thinking that maybe she would be found out, she bend down, removed her slippers and carried them as she sneaked out, passed through the living room before she out them back on and headed to the workers quarter at the farthest end of the compound, she was making sure she does not make any noise in case she were to alert her father.Bella was very

"Mom, why haven't I seen Kevin in his room, has he already left ,"Bella walked to her mother feeling disappointed when she had gone to Kevin's room but she hadn't found him at all, and she wondered whether he had already left, at some point she was feeling disappointed thinking that as she had thought that Kevin had come for her yet he had just left without her, after all it was still very early in the morning for him to have left for any where.Elizabeth had a creepy smile at the corners of her lips, but she hid it before Bella could see, after all after her discussion with her husband last night they wanted to trick Bella onto her realizing her feelings soonest possible because they too felt bothered thinking if her bringing up her children as a single mother when her husband was still alive, they were afraid that their grandchildren would be brought up the same way they had brought up their children. "Ooh, sorry I forgot to inform you that Kevin accompanied your dad to the farm ve