Novels by Saintnessa

OliviaLet me share a story with you about Daniel Wallas,he set my insides on fire. I now understood why Clyde Harrison had that effect on me at that precise moment. Initially, I wanted to give him a hug because I had been missing him a lot. For what he had done to me and to us, I then wanted to scream at him. However, he refused to acknowledge that he was Daniel, therefore it was impossible.When he allowed me to unbutton his shirt, I looked at the mole on his shoulder. Flashbacks from the other night came to me when he kissed the back of my hand and declared that he would never leave my side. In my drunken state, he did not deny that he was Daniel."Open the damn door Olivia!" He spoke through his teeth, clenching his fists."There is no more running Daniel, You are not going out of here until you explain everything to me." I spoke calmly leaning my back on the door.He came towards me in furious steps and stopped right in front of me. I had to stay in my tiptoes and raise my chin to

ClydeThe party was starting to get boring and I couldn’t find Olivia. Suddenly a tiny hand held mine and immediately the tingles covered my skin. I knew it was her before turning my head to my right and looking at her state. I was taken aback at first and why was she holding my hand? Then I saw that she was trembling and that her eyes were big as she continued to glance about. I pulled her along with me and excused us from the guy I was speaking to."What's wrong? Who made you cry?" I kept her hand in mine, and with my other hand, I cupped her face."Can we please leave,? Can you take me home?" She pleaded putting her other hand on my forearm and her grip became stronger when she looked behind me.I followed her gaze and turned my head to see Carlito f*cking Peta who was barely walking throwing daggers at my wife who hid in my arms."Did he touch you?" I spoke through my teeth."He tried." She murmured hiding her face on my chest.I signaled for Gabriel to take him away. I would deal

OliviaHe opened the car door and held out his hand for me to take, but I declined and got out of the car by myself. My mother, father, and sister would be there, so even though I didn't want to, I had to go. The devil continued putting his hand on my waist, and as soon as I got out of the car, I nearly fell on those heels."Be careful, chipmunk!" He actually smiled.But what shocked me was the fact that he called me 'chipmunk', and it was the same sound as Daniel’s. No one apart from Daniel called 'chipmunk', and no one knew. It was between us."Come on, smile a little, there will be plenty of sea food for you to taste it and change your mood." He continued pushing me lightly by my lower back and taking my hand on his.And I didn't decline, not just because there were intimidating men with firearms at the party, but also because I was too astonished to really comprehend what was going on. I never mentioned to Clyde Harrison that I like trying new foods or that I enjoyed eating seaf

OliviaI woke up with a tremendous headache, I couldn't open my eyes. Terrible idea Olivia, terrible idea. What looked like a good idea to escape reality the other night turned into a physical hell. I wanted to forget everything, I wanted so much to get rid of the pain that I didn't care even If I sold my soul and body to the devil.I concentrated on my senses and felt a warm touch on my stomach, which reminded me of the devil. As I opened my eyes, I saw the devil lying next to me. Why did his touch feel so comfortable? The way he made me feel made me afraid. The sensation he gave my body. I disliked the idea of sex since I had never had the experience depicted in romance novels or films. That was a pleasure that I had never experienced.Yes, I have had a boyfriend. We kissed and had multiple sexual encounters. However, it was so soul-depleting that I lay there hoping he would finish quickly, even within a minute, because I didn’t feel any pleasure. Not like the pleasure that I had ex

ClydeSeeing her in that state hurt so much. Although I wanted to hurt her, I couldn't bear to watch her suffer. I caused her grief; I was the cause of her suffering. Her statement that she never got to express her love for me kept replaying in my mind. She lay down on the bed, and I was seated in a chair next to her."Daniel!” She woke up, sitting immediately looking around confused."How are you feeling?" I tried to not sound concerned."Why am I here? Why did you bring me here?” She spoke through her teeth giving me a threatening look while trying to stand on her feet but blinked and sat back again.I immediately went to keep her by her forearm, but she pulled her arm harshly."I ask you a question. Why did you bring me here? She repeated looking at me straight in the eye while I was standing on my feet."Should I have left you unconscious in the graveyard?" I raised my brow and sat on the chair in front of her again."Yes! Yes, you should have left me there because I wasn't done!"

OliviaAfter having a nightmare, I woke up with tears burning in my eyes. Clyde was lying right next to me and he seemed so peaceful and innocent as he slept.But what my father had said on the phone earlier kept coming back to me."I'm so sorry sweetheart but your friend Daniel Wallas is dead." My father's words echoed in my memory, it was like my heart stopped beating for a moment in time. The news was unbearable. On the other hand, my father's voice sounded relieved, like it was the death of some unknown person you hear it in the news."No, You’re lying, that is not true. You’re simply doing this just because you don't want me to keep looking for him." I shook my head, my hands were trembling."No sweetheart, it's true, your friend is dead." My dad sighed, probably rolling his eyes."I want proof. I won't believe it until I see the proof." I paced back and forth."I'll send you the address where he is buried. I have to go no. Bye, honey." He hung up the phone and I fell on my knee