Novels by Prince Writes

CHAPTER FOUR Richard and Ciara drove to the Roberts Anderson's mansion, their body pounding with apprehension. Richard knew how his father always reacted whenever he was angry, and it's obvious he's in for a deep shits so he dreaded the confrontation that awaited him. As they entered the living room, Richard was met with the seething glare of his father, who was pacing around the room like a caged animal."Is the rumors I'm hearing true, Richard?" His father, Roberts Anderson, threw a question at him, his voice laced with anger.Richard remained silent, his eyes darting nervously around the room."Do you really think before doing anything son?" Margaret, his mother, asked, her gaze fixed on Richard."Mum and Dad, he had reasons for doing what he did and I suggest you stop interfering his life affairs because he can make decisions on himself ..." Ciara interjected, her voice trembling with fear."And who gave you the audacity to chip in on our family affairs?" Margaret snapped bac

CHAPTER THREESheila was met with only a wicked smile from Richard as he turned to her and spoke. "Don't even think you can succeed with that little tricks you have because it can't convince me to remarry Sheila. I'm not naive. I used protection every time we made love, so there's no way you could be pregnant with my child except you cheated on me with someone. I suggest you leave before I lash out at you." Richard threatened his face darkened."Why would I lie about something like this? Here are the test results," Sheila retorted, handing over some papers to Richard.Collecting the results, Richard tore them up and threw them in the trash. "You think you can collude with a doctor to forge fake pregnancy results for me?" Richard said pointing finger at Sheila. "Did you just tear up the results?" Sheila asked in disbelief"If you don't leave my sight right now, I'll tear you apart too," Richard threatened his voice horse and deep. Ciara, who had been standing at the door, grinned mi

CHAPTER TWO Upon arriving at the hospital, Sheila paid the taxi driver and rushed to her mother's room. She barged in without knocking, causing the doctors to turn their attention to her.Despite the stares she received, her gaze went straight to her mother who was laying on the bed and surrended by about two doctors and three nurses. "How did her condition suddenly escalated because she was stronger this morning?" Shiela shouted she makes the doctors and nurses tremble. "I'll be straightforward with you this time, Miss Sheila. Your mother's illness has reached a critical stage, and all our remedies have failed. Her chances of survival are very slim, at least 2-5%." Doctor Shem explained his face facing the floor., "What are you saying, doctor?" Sheila shouted as she gripped Doctor Shem's hand."We have done everything we can, but your mother's illness is unusual." Doctor Shem explained to the already devastated Sheila. "But doctor, can't you still..." Sheila interrupted but be

CHAPTER ONETwo sleek black sports cars pulled up in front of Pizzeria Da Laura. Two guards swiftly exited the first car, with one opening the door for a young, handsome man dressed in a black suit. His expression was unreadable, and he seems to be emitting a powerful aura. The man is none other than Richard Roberts, the third offspring of the third wealthiest clan in California. A charming, fair lady emerged from the other side of the car and rushed towards him, intertwining her hands with his and giving him a peck. "Will you stop that? This is public, Ciara," the man said coldly. "Whatever, I don't give a damn. Soon, I'll be yours, Richard," Ciara replied, her face reddening. "Okay, let's just go. I have to end this, or else your father won't allow me to rest," Richard said, walking into the restaurant. "Are you saying my father is a…" Ciara started but was cut off by a glare from Richard and they walked into the restaurant accompanied by four guards. In room 105, a charming

CHAPTER SEVENTEENMiranda's POVUpon our return, my grandfather wasted no time in organizing an emergency meeting with the highest stakeholders in the company. To him, this was the first step in preventing the consortium from being ruined by an anonymous person who had sent a threatening letter to my grandfather during our absence.As I stood before the stakeholders, I could feel their eyes fixed on me, awaiting my speech. "Greetings, everyone. I assume you are all aware of the recent change in leadership of this consortium, which has been passed down to me by my grandfather," I began, pausing momentarily to glance at my grandfather, who nodded in encouragement. "Apologies for the delay," I continued, looking around at the stakeholders, my gaze lingering on Alexander, whose eyes were strangely fixated on the floor as if lost in thought. "Mr. Alexander, I urge you to snap out of your daydream and refocus your attention on our important discussion. The growth of the consortium depends

CHAPTER SIXTEENMIRANDA'S POVAs we left the Hale mansion, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. My mind was reeling with everything we had just learned - the blood magic, the murders, the Hales' twisted sense of justice. It was all so overwhelming, and I didn't know what to do next.Alexander's hand was warm in mine as we walked back to the castle. I could sense his own turmoil, but he remained silent as we made our way through the streets.When we finally arrived at the castle, we were greeted by a familiar face - Henry, my grandfather's trusted advisor."Miranda, Alexander," he said, his face grave. "We need to talk."I nodded, my heart pounding with fear. Had the Hales already taken action against us? Were we in danger?Henry led us to a private room, away from prying eyes and ears. As we sat down, he spoke again."I've been doing some digging," he said, his voice low. "And I've uncovered some disturbing information about the Hales."My heart leapt at the words. "What kind o

CHAPTER FIFTEENALEXANDER'S POVAs the masked figure disappeared into the night, I knew that our quest for the truth had just become even more dangerous. My mind raced as I tried to make sense of what had just happened. Who was that person, and what did they want?I turned to Miranda, who was trembling with fear. "Are you okay?" I asked, taking her into my arms.She nodded, her face pale with shock. "I just can't believe this is happening. It's like we're in the middle of a nightmare.""I know," I said, holding her tightly. "But we can't give up now. We have to keep fighting, no matter the cost."Miranda looked up at me, her eyes filled with determination. "You're right," she said. "We can't let this stop us. We have to find the truth, no matter what."I nodded, feeling a sense of pride and admiration for her bravery. "We'll do it together," I said, taking her hand. "No matter what happens, I'll always be by your side."As we made our way back inside, I couldn't help but feel a sense

CHAPTER FOURTEENMIRANDA'S POVAs I left Alexander's mansion, tears streamed down my face and my heart felt heavy with uncertainty. I knew I needed answers, no matter the cost. Determined to find them, I decided to pay Jackson another visit.Upon finding Jackson, I could tell he was startled by my grim expression. I spoke with a steady voice, "I've been to see Alexander. I told him I needed answers about my parents' deaths, and that I intend to find the truth."Jackson's eyes widened as he apologized, "I may have spoken out of turn, Miranda. I apologize for upsetting you with what I said."I interrupted him, "Don't apologize. I deserved to know. I want to know everything - what you know about how my parents died, and how the Hale family is involved."Jackson hesitated, his face filled with conflicting emotions. Finally, he nodded and said, "Come inside. I'll tell you what I know. But promise me - you must keep an open and objective mind. The truth may be hard to believe."As I followe

CHAPTER THIRTEEN MIRANDA'S POVMy heart pounds in my chest as I make my way through the dimly lit corridors of the old mansion. Shadows dance on the walls, creating an eerie atmosphere that matches the turmoil in my mind. I can't shake off Jackson's words about my parents' death, somehow linked to Alexander's parents. Determined to get to the bottom of this mystery, I've resolved to confront Alexander head-on.Accompanied by two guards, we head straight to Alexander's mansion and find him in the study, poring over old books and documents. The room is filled with the scent of aged leather and dust. My footsteps falter as I enter, my voice trembling with a mixture of fear and determination."Alexander," I call out, my voice echoing in the silence. "We need to talk."Alexander glances up from his work, his piercing blue eyes meeting my gaze. There's a flicker of surprise in his expression, quickly replaced by a guarded look. He closes the book he had been reading and leans back in his

CHAPTER TWELVEMIRANDA'S POVAs I stood in the dimly lit room, my heart raced with anticipation and fear. My eyes were locked with Alexander and I could feel a thick tension hanging in the air. The atmosphere was suffocating, and my senses were on high alert. Despite the conflicts that threatened to tear us apart, I couldn't deny the magnetic pull I felt towards Alexander.Our love had blossomed against all odds, but secrets had woven a tangled web around us. I knew that there was more to Alexander's act towards Jackson than met the eye. His eyes fueled my curiosity and deepened the conflict within me. I couldn't help but wonder what he was hiding.As Alexander spoke, his voice was strained with a mixture of longing and regret. "I never meant for things to get this complicated," he said. "But there are things I can't tell you, Miranda. It's for your own safety."His words only added to the confusion and fear that I felt. How could I ignore the warnings when my heart yearned for him? I