Novels by Nyct

NerissaI walked into the office the next morning. The usual chatter filled the air, but today felt different. There was an uneasy feeling hanging over the room, and I couldn’t shake the sense that something was wrong. Just as I sat down, my boss called me into his office. My stomach twisted with nerves; the last time he did this, it was for a performance review, and I’d only just managed to pass.“Nerissa,” he said, his voice serious. “I need to talk to you about a transfer.” My heart sank. I knew what that meant. I’d heard the rumors, but I was hoping they wouldn’t be true. “You’re being moved to the top floor. Black Industries has merged with us, and they want you working directly under Mr. Blackwood.”I nodded, even as I clenched my fists. Damn Blackwood. I had only just started my life here and he was already set out to ruin it. Coupled with the fact that I was hiding his baby.I went to the bathroom to clear my head, hoping to shake off the anxiety. As I leaned over the sink, tw

Asher's POV The ride home felt longer than usual. I leaned back in the plush leather seat of the car, watching the city lights blur into streaks of yellow and white as we sped through the streets. My mind was stuck on her and I needed answers now answers only someone with the right skills could dig up. Pulling out my phone, I scrolled through my contacts until I found the name I was looking for: Clark. He was the best private investigator I’d ever worked with, and I had a feeling this job was going to require his finest skills. The phone rang twice before he picked up. "Asher, what’s going on?" I didn’t waste time on pleasantries. “I need you to start looking into someone for me. Her name’s Nerissa Blake. I want everything—where she’s been, who she’s been with, why she disappeared. Leave no stone unturned.” There was a slight pause on the other end, and I could almost hear Clark raising an eyebrow. “Nerissa? Is this the same girl who ghosted you?” My jaw tightened. “Yes.” H

The air in the car felt thick and suffocating, pressing in on me from all sides as Asher loomed over me. His presence filled the small space, stirring memories I had spent the last five years burying. His face was unreadable, but those sharp sapphire eyes—the ones I remembered too well—held a knowing glint that sent my heart racing. I shifted uncomfortably beneath him, my back pressing against the leather seat as I tried to put some distance between us. "What do you want, Mr Blackwood?" My voice wavered despite my best efforts to sound steady. I wasn’t that girl from five years ago—the one who had let herself get swept up in a moment. I had responsibilities now. A life I needed to protect. He didn’t answer right away. His hand, large and calloused, brushed against my cheek, and I flinched. That touch, once igniting sparks, now only fueled my fear. I was trapped. He was too close, too calm. Too dangerous. “You disappeared,” he finally said, his tone steady but his eyes flashing wi

My heart skipped a beat. I knew those eyes—those sharp, brilliant sapphire eyes that had haunted my dreams for five long years. They belonged to *him*. Asher. The man I had hoped never to see again.I forced myself to remain calm, to keep my composure, though my legs felt like they would give out at any moment. I felt a hand on my waist before I could crumble and I stared into the chocolate eyes of my boss"Are you okay, Miss Blake?""Of course" my voice came out as a squeak and I cleared my throat "of course Mr, Strauss"He released me, "This is Asher Blackwood, my partner and my friend""Good morning Mr. Asher" I smiled as I stretched out my handsHe shook it and didn't release it, he tilted his head slightly, studying me as though trying to place my face. "Have we met before?" My heart pounded so loudly I was sure he could hear it. *No. No, this can’t be happening.*I swallowed hard, forcing a small, strained smile. “No,” I lied, hoping my voice sounded steady. “I’m afraid you mus

Five years. That’s how long it had been since I left this city, the place that held so many memories—both good and bad. And now, here I was again, standing in the very city that had changed the course of my life forever. But this time, I wasn’t alone. I had Luke, my son, by my side.We had just settled into a small apartment. It wasn’t much, but it was ours, a fresh start. The space was modest, a one-bedroom flat on the outskirts of the city, but it felt cozy. I had scraped together enough savings over the years, working whatever jobs I could, and finally, we had a place to call home.As I glanced around the apartment, still cluttered with boxes, I caught sight of Luke sitting on the couch, swinging his legs absentmindedly. He was small for his age but bright, with eyes full of curiosity and innocence. It was hard not to smile when I looked at him.“Mom, do you think I’ll make a friend today?” Luke asked, his wide blue eyes locking onto mine, filled with hope. “I’m sure you will, swe

I froze, my hand hovering just above the door handle. Ryan’s voice, smooth yet sharp, pierced through the muffled sounds from inside Silver’s house. My pulse quickened, the sound of his voice stirring up old wounds I had tried to bury. What was *he* doing here? And why was Silver laughing with him?I took a deep breath, trying to steady the storm of emotions crashing through me. Maybe I was overreacting. Maybe this wasn’t what it seemed. But as I listened closer, the laughter died down, replaced by the sound of Silver’s voice, soft but pleading.“Ryan, please… don’t leave me. I’m pregnant.”I felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me. Silver was *pregnant*? With Ryan’s child? My heart raced, a mixture of confusion and betrayal flooding my mind.Silver continued, her voice desperate. “She can never be yours again, Ryan. Nerissa’s pregnant by another man. It’s over between you two.”There was a moment of silence, a heavy pause that seemed to drag on forever, and then came R