Novels by Ogala Miriam

Ethan's POV I stepped out and saw Emily in the living room. "Is there a problem?" I asked, concern etched on my face. "I was hearing loud voices.”I raised an eyebrow, my curiosity piqued. "An unexpected visitor?" I repeated, my voice gentle. I took a step closer to Emily, trying to get her to meet my gaze. "Everything okay?" I asked, my tone softening."There isn't," she said, her gaze drifting away from mine. Her voice was laced with a hint of tension, and I could sense that she was hiding something.I nodded, taking note of the subtle change in Emily's demeanor. "Olivia's back," she announced, her voice neutral. I couldn't help but think of my own unwanted visitor. But my attention was quickly refocused on Emily, and the hint of unease that lingered beneath her composed exterior.She cleared her throat nervously. "I was about to inform you... I will be leaving this morning." Those words made my heart drop."Just wait until after dinner, then," I said, trying to sound casual. But E

EMILY'S POV I rushed back, my footsteps silent on the stairs as I watched him walk away. His eyes sparkled with a love so true as he confirmed his love for Olivia. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I realized the painful truth: he was in love, and he had always been in love. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I felt my world crumbling around me. My box of emotions was overflowing, and I couldn't hold back the sorrow anymore.I was already packed, my bags stood silently in the shadows, a poignant reminder of the decision I'd made. Immediately after dinner, I would be leaving him forever. The thought was razor-sharp, cutting through my heart like a knife. I felt a chill run down my spine as I contemplated the finality of it all - the end of our relationship, the end of our life together.Tomorrow was a day of conflicting desires. A part of me yearned for its arrival, eager to escape the anguish that had become my reality. I longed to leave behind the shattered remain

Ethan's POVI found myself drawn to her room, compelled to gaze into her eyes. Their piercing beauty had a calming effect on my frazzled nerves. I stood there, mesmerized, unsure of what to say to her. Our time together was fleeting, and soon we'd be parting ways forever. In the precious moments I had left, I couldn't help but indulge in the beauty of her gorgeous eyes.I retreated to my bedroom, seeking solace in the familiar comfort of my bed. As I lay down, I stretched out my muscles, trying to release the tension that had been building up inside me. But despite my efforts to relax, my heart remained heavy with pain.My heart ached with the weight of inaction. I yearned to fight for what I desired, but the risk of vulnerability held me back. The fear of being shattered once more, of enduring an everlasting pain, kept my emotions in check. My mind screamed to take a stand, to seize what was mine, but the terror of heartbreak silenced my resolve, leaving me paralyzed and torn.The sh

EMILY'S POV Liam's eyes darted around the space, his gaze lingering on every corner as if expecting someone to emerge from the shadows before finally settling on me to ask, "Did Ava speak harshly to you?” “No,” I replied, my voice firm so he couldn't see right through me, but unfortunately he did because I met a skeptical look on his face. “Emily,” he called, his voice gentle as always, "Are you hiding anything from me?" he added. His eyes locked on mine with an intense gaze. “I'm not.” I needed to be out of her. My body was here, but my mind and soul were with someone who cared least about me. I realized at that moment I was in love with Ethan. I had always known that, but what I just discovered was the connection between me and Liam-Lust. I didn't know how to put it. I didn't know how to tell him why I was giddy with excitement whenever he was around. It wasn't because I loved him; it was because I wanted to escape the sad reality of unrequited love. “Emily,” I snapped out o

Ethan's POVI watched from a distance as Liam's car pulled away from the curb, a mixture of curiosity and unease swirling in my chest. I had specifically warned Emily to keep our arrangement private, and yet, here she was, meeting with...him. I narrowed my eyes, my mind racing with possibilities. What were they discussing? And why did Emily feel the need to sneak around behind my back? I made a mental note to confront Liam about this later, my eyes never leaving the fading tail lights of his car.The anger simmered beneath my surface, a slow-burning fire that threatened to consume me. I couldn't believe she would kiss me, pretend to have feelings for me, when all along she was still entangled with Liam. The thought was a bitter pill to swallow, and I felt my jaw clenched in frustration. I wasn't used to feeling this way about anyone, especially not a woman. My usual detachment, my ability to remain aloof, had been breached, and it was a disconcerting feeling.I stood in front of the s

EMILY’S POVI felt a surge of anger and frustration towards Ethan, mixed with a strong dose of self-loathing for the desire I still felt for him. It was a toxic combination that left me feeling raw and exposed.I hated how my heart went crazy whenever Ethan was near. The skipping beats and nervous flutters were a dead giveaway to the feelings I was trying to suppress.I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice Liam standing there, and I ended up bumping into him.Liam raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile on his face. "Hey, looks like I've got Miss Clumsy back in the building."I attempted to muster a smile, but my heart wasn't in it. The pain and turmoil I'd been feeling lingered, making it impossible for me to feign happiness.Liam's eyes locked onto mine, and he could tell something was off. "Hey, is everything okay?" he asked, his voice soft with concern."No, I'm good," I said, trying to downplay my emotions. But Liam wasn't buying it. He kept looking at me with that c

AXELShe remained oblivious, unaware of my true identity as the Lycan King. I preferred it that way. Her ignorance would facilitate my goals. Our encounter had laid the groundwork perfectly. Now, patience and strategy would seal her fate.I dragged Eliana away from the woman's toxic presence, my firm grip slowly easing to avoid bruising her delicate hand. My protective instincts still simmered, but I softened my hold, ensuring her comfort.Eliana's blue eyes met mine, filled with gratitude. "Thank you," she whispered, a hint of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. I shifted my gaze, respecting her vulnerability, but my awareness of her remained."For?" I asked. She looked at me, slightly perplexed. I knew why she was thanking me. I just wanted to hear her soft, silky voice again, a sweet resonance I couldn't get enough of.I mentally recoiled, self-rebuke kicking in. 'Get a hold of yourself, Axel. She is the enemy's daughter.' Her allure was just a threat.Her voice broke me out of rev

ELIANAI adorned myself with gold jewelry, secured my hair into a sleek ponytail, and added subtle touches of makeup. Just then, a knock at the door broke the silence.I swiftly finished applying the blush, slipped into my black stilettos, grabbed my black purse, and hurriedly exited my room.I crossed my fingers, wishing myself luck; I let out a deep sigh and, with a sense of resignation, stepped outside.A deep, baritone voice greeted me as I stepped out. "I've been instructed to escort you to the ceremony."I nodded with a faint smile on my lips and followed him to the parking lot. We exited the room, the evening air enveloping us as we walked toward the waiting vehicle.As I stepped out of the car, the melody of music enveloped me, but my nerves intensified. My father's haunting words still lingered: "If no one is attracted to you, you'll end up on the streets."I strutted in confidently, but my face unexpectedly collided with a firm chest. The enticing aroma of his Tom Ford Noir

ELIANA Overwhelmed and utterly bewildered, I stood frozen, grappling with Gabriel's rejection. Folding clothes mechanically, my mind replayed my father's haunting words: "The love he claims to have for you will soon die." His disdainful tone echoed, conjuring painful childhood memories and unleashing a fresh wave of tears.With a heavy heart, I reluctantly dragged my box out of the compound, casting one final glance at the life I was leaving behind. The stark reality of my departure settled in, and I fought back tears, blinking uncontrollably to stem the emotional tide.The permanence of my departure was almost too much to bear, and I struggled to accept the finality of it all, my mind numbing the pain by convincing me it was just a temporary goodbye.As I settled into my ride, headed back to the chaos I thought I'd escaped forever, I felt a pang of despair. The ride seemed to fly by, and I wished it could last forever—a fleeting refuge from the sorrow that awaited me.Gazing up at t

002ELIANA I woke up the next morning feeling completely drained. I wished I could just wake up from this crazy dream, but unfortunately, I couldn't.I couldn't shake the memory of the ridiculously handsome man from the nightclub, but I tried to ignore it. I had bigger problems to worry about.I got out of bed and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I barely recognized the person staring back at me. I checked the clock on the wall—it was six AM. Gabriel was nowhere to be found. I didn't need to ask where he was. The answer was obvious.The door creaked open, and he walked in. Seeing him again hurt even more than I expected. Our eyes met, and my heart sank.He broke the silence, his voice devoid of warmth. "My beta informed me that you visited our headquarters. What was the purpose of your visit?” I felt a pang in my heart as I noticed the change in him. He was different, and it hurt. Usually, he'd greet me with a kiss or some affection, but tonight, there was nothing.I shook

ELIANASo, you want to hear a love story? Well, mine's not for the faint of heart. It's a tale of forbidden love, creepy curses, and a whole lot of heartache. My name is Eliana Astrid, and I'm a werewolf with a curse to bear. Buckle up, because this story is about to take a dark and twisted turn.**********"You wicked woman!" Former Luna, Calantha, bellowed, her voice like thunder, I couldn't help but recoil. "Why do you refuse to bear the alpha an heir?" She leaned in, lowering her voice to sound even more menacing, "Have you no care about the Pack's future? Why are you trying to prove to everyone that you're truly cursed?" My wolf bristled at her words, but I forced her to stay calm. This was a confrontation I had to endure, a ritual of sorts.I spoke in a low tone, my eyes cast downward. "I'm trying my best." The weight of my words hung in the air, a reminder of my failure. As the alpha's mate, I had been married to Gabriel for three years, yet I had been unable to fulfill my most