Novels by T. K

Krystie's heart raced as she listened to the chilling message left on her voicemail. It was a voice she knew too well yet had hoped never to hear in such dire circumstances, the gruff, menacing tone of someone from her dark past. "They've got him. You know what to do if you ever want to see him alive." "Who?" Krystie asked confusion evident on her face. "Who else? Lucian, your husband!" The voice gruffed again. The words echoed in her mind as panic surged through her. Lucian, her dear husband, had been kidnapped. Fear gripped her, but beneath the fear burned a fierce determination. She knew exactly who had taken him, remnants of the mafia that Krystie had tried so hard to leave behind. Krystie's relationship with Lucian was built on trust, but there was one secret she had kept from him, her true identity as the heir to one of the most notorious mafia families in the country. Lucian had no idea of her background, believing her to be an ordinary orphaned woman with a straigh

Krystie had always thought of her godfather, Xavier, as a pillar of trust and support ever since the tragic loss of her parents in a mysterious accident. He had been her confidant, her rock in a sea of uncertainty, and not only that but also a role model to her in the field of medicine ever since she was young. Krystie has always shared with her godfather everything she was working on concerning the investigations as he had promised her that he would be more than willing to offer her any kind of support she might require from him. But lately, something had shifted in their relationship. At first, it was subtle. A fleeting glance here, a hesitant response there. But as time passed, Krystie couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. It was as if Xavier was wearing a mask, hiding behind a facade of concern while concealing something darker beneath the surface. It was during one of their regular meet-ups at a cozy cafe that Krystie began to notice the discrepancies. As she po

"Krystie... Krystie, please don't leave me, I am very sorry," Lucian only called to the disappearing silhouette, but that was until he heard the shutting of the door did it finally occurred to him that she had left, yes, his wife had left him all alone, just because of what happened in the past many years. Frustrated, Lucian swiped the bowls of food across the room, sending the meals crashing all over the room, with soup covering the whole floor; he was so angry, angry with himself, angry with everything that happened seven years ago, and finally, he stumbled and sat on the floor. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "Lucian, it has already been a month yet you have never been to the company, don't you think that it is high time that you move on, she's gone, and will never come back again," Ronnie tried to convince a drunk Lucian, he had been drinking for two weeks now. Ever since Krystie left him that day, he had never been to his house, always sleeping in the bar; he was so shabby that one might easily

"Your husband Lucian was the lawyer who defended your father's killer seven years ago, and even your sister Chloe is aware of it." The notification read. Krystie drove all the way home, her heart racing, sweat dripping down her face. Krystie had only one hope as she drove to her house; she was hoping against hope that all this was not the truth; she could already feel her heart shattering into a million pieces, imagining how betrayed she would feel as a result. Krystie's heart pounded as she sifted through the old newspaper clippings she had found on her house's notice board. With trembling hands, she unfolded an article dated seven years ago, the headline blaring the name of the man who had shattered her world: "Local Lawyer Secures Acquittal for Murderer." Her eyes widened in disbelief as she read the name beneath the headline, Lucian Wilson, her husband. A wave of nausea washed over her, and she stumbled backward, collapsing onto a nearby chair. "How could this be? Luc

"Krystie, do you by any chance have any idea who is the person who rescued you? I have been trying to find him, but I can't place exactly who the person is?" Lucian asked when he couldn't contain his curiosity any longer. Even though Krystie was unconscious by then, Lucian could not help but ask, it was already a week ever since the incident yet there was not a single person who had gone forward to claim they did it, after all in his world no one does a thing for free, they would either demand fit one or two things at the end. "No, no one that I know as of the moment," Krystie replied hurriedly and walked away; she was not so good at lying, and she was afraid she would be found out if she were to stay a single second. Krystie could remember very well the face of the guy who had rescued her from the kidnappers, she had just regained her consciousness as soon as the van had halted in the middle of the road, and she had thought they were involved in an accident, but that was until she

"Who are you, and what do you mean by my wife has been captured?" Lucian roared angrily as he stood up in a go. "About who I am, I don't think that is important at the moment, but you should action immediately before they can go far. If anything happened to Krystie, trust me Lucian, I would never forgive you," an angry voice thundered at the other end of the call before it was immediately hung up. "Ronnie, prepare the car immediately, and get some of our men," Lucian roared over the phone, as he immediately checked a notification on his phone. "Regal Avenue. In ten minutes." The notification that had popped on Lucian's phone read. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Who are you, and what exactly do you want," the car tires screeched to a halt in the middle of a deserted road, just off the main city. "Who I am is not very important right now. I want the girl," the shabbily dressed middle-aged man spoke as he stood before the van. "Who do you think you are old man, if I may advise you, you sh

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.

Lilith's POV The smell of blood hit me before I saw him. My heart leapt, not out of fear but instinct. Someone was bleeding a lot. But what drew me in was something deeper. I wasn’t just curious. I was compelled. I crouched low among the shadows of the trees, my hybrid senses sharpening. My ears twitched, catching the crunch of leaves and the faintest groan carried on the wind. Whoever it was, they were badly hurt. The forest was darker than usual, the moonlight barely breaking through the thick canopy. Every step forward was cautious. My instincts screamed at me to turn back, to leave it alone. After all, I had no obligation to help. But I didn’t listen. Something about the pull of that blood, it was familiar yet dark. Not humanly. And then I saw him. Lucian. I know him from a thousand years ago, the legendary prince of the dark who went against his father for love and saved the world against his father's annihilation plan. I froze. He was the last person I’d expect to

Morgan sat in the dimly lit living room of his house staring at the half-empty glass of whiskey on the table. The midnight air hung thick with an eerie silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves and the distant cry of an owl. Stella’s decision to leave with Uncle Xavier stung more than he wanted to admit. He understood her reasoning, but the ache of her rejection lingered which gnawed at his core. Suddenly, the air grew colder, and the flames of the candles dimmed as if an unseen hand had smothered them. Morgan snapped from his thoughts. He stiffened, his senses sharpening. He wasn’t alone. It was late, and he wasn’t expecting anyone. Slowly, he rose from the couch, his silver hair catching the faint glow of moonlight streaming through the window. A slow, deliberate knock echoed from the heavy oak door. Morgan approached the door cautiously, his senses on high alert. "Who dares disturb me at this hour?" He called out, his voice laced with irritation. As he ope

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