Novels by AlexieSsi

Cufflinks clicked; wristwatch secured firmly around his wrist. He turned from the mirror, grabbed his office bag, and headed out of the door. Downstairs. The scent of coffee welcomed him before reaching the door of the staircase, as well as the sound of Gianna humming from the kitchen. She stood at the counter, hair swept into a messy bun, wearing one of his t-shirts that drowned her small frame. Her hips swayed slightly as she moved between the coffee maker and stove, where something sizzled in a pan. “Don't burn whatever that is,” he teased, making her turn around.“Morning?” She sang.Gianna raised the spatula she was holding like a weapon.“I'm making that egg white omelet thing you like. Though I might have killed it.”Mason walked over to where she was, smiling warmly.“Save it for some other morning,” he said, then reached past her to turn off the burner. “I'll grab something at the office.”Gianna pouted playfully at the nearly burnt egg, then shifted her face into a grin j

Glass shattered. In Gianna's chest. It wasn’t from pain, but from joy pulsing in her body. She called Mason, and watched the phone ring, all the while thinking she was going to spill the beans too soon. A secret this big felt like trying to hold sunshine in her palms.“Hey, beautiful. Called you earlier.”Her heart did another odd little skip. “I must have missed it when I was helping Sonia at the store.”“Just called to tell you I won't be home tonight.”“No?”“Sonia's got this massive project deadline. She needs an extra pair of hands, maybe extra eyes too. So we might pull an all-nighter.”“At the store?” Mason asked.“No, we're heading to her place. She's got all the materials there.”“I could stop by on my way home. Maybe bring you both dinner?”“Aww, thank you love.”“Alright. See you soon,” he said, “I love you.”“I love you too.” Those words, at least, were pure truth.The call ended, and Gianna let out a breath that felt like she'd been holding it since the doctor first sai

Colin flicked through the portfolio on his tablet. "So, Mr. Caldwell, what are your thoughts on our talent pool?”Colin's mouth quirked a bit as he zoomed in on one particular headshot. “Let's be honest here, Morton. Half of these profiles read like badly written dating app bios.” He turned the tablet around, displaying a black-and-white photo. “This one, for instance. ‘Born to command the stage’, yet his only credited role is as Tree Number Three in a community theater production of Macbeth.”The man's smile flickered but held still. “Ah, yes, well, Marcus is still developing his portfolio, but his raw talent—“Colin slid the tablet back to himself. “It’s about as raw as sushi that's been blowtorched. Listen, I'm not here to invest in potential. I'm here to invest in proven marketability. Though I have to admit that your photography team does excellent work.”“Perhaps we could focus on some of our more established talents? Page twelve has—““Already there,” Colin interrupted Morto

“Are you lost?” Gianna asked, and when the boy nodded slowly, she pursed her lips slightly.She reached out slowly, telegraphing her movement before gently patting his shoulder. “Hey, it's going to be okay. Would you like to come with me? We can go to the police station, and they'll help us find your parents.”Tommy took a half-step back with uncertainty.“Mom says not to go with strangers.”Gianna smiled, nodding approvingly. “And she's absolutely right. But right now, you're out here alone, and it's not safe.”She then pulled out her phone to show it to him. “Look, I can call the police right now, and you can talk to them yourself. Would that make you feel better?”He considered this with his small face scrunched in thought. “Can...you show me your badge first?”“My badge?”“Like the police have. To prove you're good.”Gianna stifled a chuckle. “I'm not a police officer, but I have my driver's license. That's like a badge that says I'm allowed to drive. Would you like to see it?”

Click, clack, went Olivia’s heels as she approached. She was dressed in a peach colored gown whose length was barely past her ass. When she spotted Mason where he sat ahead, she smiled predatorily and twiddled her fingers in a coy wave at him. She slid into the seat opposite Mason.“Cool spot,” she purred as she crossed her legs. Now, her dark eyes swept the conspicuously deserted space which looked like some sort of cafe, but it had been emptied of anyone save them.“Without wasting my time, how much do you want?” Mason asked icily.Her eyes twitched subtly, amusement playing at the corners of her mouth. “For what?”“To shut your mouth."Oh?" She leaned forward and rested elbows on the table.“So we're going to stick to keeping secrets?” She whispered.Mason kept his srare arctic and unmoved. The muscle in his jaw ticked visibly.“Don't do that,” Olivia chided, as if scolding a child. “All cold shell on the outside, but we both know how warm you are underneath.”Her tongue darted

“A tale of forbidden love and ancient curses,'" Gianna read aloud from the dust jacket as she wrinkled her nose. And then she cleaned the book before wedging it between two equally dramatic-looking tomes on the mahogany shelf:Gianna shifted her weight on the rolling ladder.The next book in her stack had a more promising premise— something about time-traveling archaeologists. “Now this seems interesting,” she murmured, adding it to her mental might-actually-read list before finding it a home in the sci-fi section.Dust motes continued to dance around in the afternoon light streaming through the tall windows, to give the whole scene a dreamy quality. The scent of old paper and leather bindings mixed with the cinnamon-apple candle Sonia had lit earlier.Speaking of Sonia... Gianna shot a glare towards her best friend's office. Sonia had called Gianna on the phone that morning, claiming she wanted to take her on a treat. Gianna was also eager for the date because she thought it woul

Charlotte was momentarily disoriented and unsure of what the booming sound she heard was. "Who the hell are you?” She had heard.Her eyes darted around the unfamiliar room before coming to a halt on the man standing in front of her. She felt a sudden jolt of fear and confusion. Charlotte's mind was still hazy from her sleep, and she struggled to fully comprehend the situation she was in.He grabbed her arm tightly and pulled her out of the room, being careful not to wake the sleeping child. Confused and disoriented, Charlotte stumbled behind him as they made their way into the hallway.Trent dragged Charlotte out of the room, she could feel his grip tightening on her arm. She wanted to pull her arm away from his grip, but she was too shocked and scared to think. As they walked down the hallway, Charlotte tried to keep up with Trent's brisk pace, stumbling a bit in her sleepy state.With each step, the pain in her arm intensified, the way his fingernails were digging into her skin was

Charlotte waited in the living room for her interview, she looked around the spacious area. It was elegantly decorated with beautiful paintings and furniture that exuded luxury. The walls were painted in a soft cream color and adorned with various pieces of art. Large windows on one side of the room allowed natural light to flood in, illuminating the space. The room was furnished with a comfortable couch and a pair of armchairs, all upholstered in a soft grey fabric. A plush area rug lay on the floor, adding warmth and texture to the room.She was impressed by the impeccable cleanliness of the space. But staring at such a lovely space soon got boring as Charlotte took to scrolling through her phone as she waited.A maid walked in, carrying a tray with a glass of juice and some cookies.The maid approached Charlotte and politely greeted her. “Good afternoon, ma’am. Would you like something to drink while you wait?” she asked with a friendly smile.Charlotte nodded in appreciation an

The woman was lying in bed, her body writhing with pleasure as the man moved over her. Her hands were clenched tightly into the bedspread and a soft moan escaped from her lips as he thrust himself deeper inside of her. It was a truly exquisite feeling for her, as if every nerve ending in her body had been electrified by his touch and she felt herself surrendering to it completely. "Ohhh," she moaned softly, arching up against him as he continued to move within her, pushing them both ever closer towards the edge of oblivion. There was a tension coiling deep within her belly, growing more intense with each powerful thrust that sent waves of pleasure radiating through every inch of skin on her body.The man continued to move, his thrusts becoming harder and more powerful as he pushed himself further into her. The woman's moans grew louder and more passionate as the sensations overwhelmed her. She clung onto him tightly, feeling every inch of their bodies grinding against each other in

He was giving her a tour of the facility and introducing her to some of the regular members. As they walked, Aurora couldn't help but notice how fit and muscular Carl was. She felt a little intimidated but also impressed."First, let's start with the weightlifting section," he said, leading her towards a section filled with weights and machines. "Here, we have all kinds of equipment for strength training. We have dumbbells, barbells, and weight machines. We also have a squat rack and a bench press. Are you familiar with these?"Charlotte nodded.Charlotte was impressed by the variety of machines and appreciated the attention to detail. She had been to other gyms where the equipment was outdated and poorly maintained."We have a lot of serious lifters here, so make sure you know what you're doing before you jump in."Charlotte nodded again, taking note of the different equipment and trying to memorize where everything was. As they continued the tour, Carl pointed out the different cla

“You're fired,” it kept on ringing in her head. Charlotte walked out of the eatery with her head still held high, even though her boss had just fired her. She had seen it coming, but she hadn't expected it to happen so abruptly. The crisp autumn air hit her face, and she pulled her coat tighter around her, clutching her bag that was slung over her shoulder to her side.As she stepped out onto the busy street, her mind was racing with thoughts. What was she going to do now? She had bills to pay and needed a steady income. She had been counting on this job to help her make ends meet for at least a few more days, and now it was gone…sooner than planned.She took a deep breath and looked around at the bustling city streets. People were rushing by, some in a hurry, others taking their time. The sound of car horns and chatter filled the air, and the bright lights of the city illuminated the streets.Charlotte walked aimlessly for a few minutes, lost in thought. She had always been a har