Novels by Genny

Detective Irene pressed her finger to the side of her earpiece—a soft screen touch that linked her to all the officers on this mission. “Attention, all units!” her voice was firm, cutting through the static. “We’ve traced them.” The confirmation flowed through each officer’s earpiece, rippling through the team. Mr. Wills turned to his wife, a thin thread of hope in his eyes. “They found them,” he said, his voice a mix of relief and tension. His wife, though terrified, managed a small nod. She clutched his hand tighter, grounding herself in his presence. Meanwhile, Mr. Jonas, who had been keeping tabs on the Wills through hidden cameras, stiffened at the development. He moved swiftly, united Noah, taking her down stairs to the garage where he parked the car. He was going to run off before they could find him they. There was no time to waste. Back outside, Nick had already locked onto the destination marked on the insurance map. He veered into a sharp U-turn and raced toward an o

"Yeah, it was a game—chain kisses, you know?" Nick explained. "I kissed someone who kissed Jenna, then she kissed me." Noah tilted her head, curious. "Who was the 'someone'?" Nick hesitated, his face betraying the embarrassment he still felt. "Her hamster." "No..." Noah's eyes widened in disbelief, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Yes," he replied, his voice flat. "That's awful," Noah said, laughing. "Yeah, it was." Nick grinned sheepishly. For a moment, they sat in silence, their eyes locked on each other. Then, slowly, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a soft, intimate kiss. "That was amazing," Nick whispered. "It was wonderful," Noah agreed, resting her head on his chest as he held her close. "The sun’s going to rise in less than an hour," she said, tracing a finger along his shirt. "Let’s run away," Nick murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "Let’s escape together." Noah smiled softly. "That never works," she said. "Look at the Montagu

Nick's heart raced as he rushed into the hospital where Maggie was admitted. He barely waited for Noah to catch up as his legs carried him faster and faster toward Maggie's room. His breath was ragged, fear surging through him as he burst through the door. "Maggie!" he called out, his voice thick with worry. Maggie was lying on the bed, a nurse standing by her side. Her face was pale, and her voice was faint when she answered him. "Nick." "How are you, honey?" he asked, leaning over her, his hand trembling slightly as he brushed her hair from her face. "Much better," Maggie whispered, managing a weak smile. "You gave us a real scare." Nick's voice wavered with relief, though his eyes still held concern. Maggie tried to lighten the mood. "I wanted to scare the nurse. I hid behind the drape and turned off the cell phone alarm." Nick chuckled softly. "That alarm is horrible, right?" His laughter was short-lived as he grew serious again. "But don't ever do that again, okay?"

The music was so loud, it pounded from within the house. The party became so boring for Noah, all they did was to drink, and talk about nasty stuff, but the party itself wasn't interesting. She glanced over at Jenna, who had a bemused expression on her face, and shook her head. "You have to turn up in a pimped-out car, but the party is indoors? That's absurd," Noah muttered, leaning against the railing. The glow from the lights inside cast strange shadows across her face. Jenna sighed. "Since Nick isn't here, the fun's over anyway," she said, her voice low and tinged with annoyance. She glanced around, clearly itching to leave. "Shall we get out of here?" Noah nodded, her head swimming from the drinks she'd downed earlier. They pushed through the crowded doorway, the laughter and noise of the party fading as they stepped outside into the cool night air. Noah stumbled slightly, the alcohol coursing through her veins. "Careful there," Jenna warned, watching as Noah wobbled on he

Nick and his father sat together on the balcony, savoring a rare moment of calm. The late afternoon breeze swept through the air, carrying the sound of laughter between them. Nick leaned back in his chair, gazing across the compound, where Noah was zipping around in her new car. Her excitement was palpable as she sped through the driveway. She circled the yard, her joy contagious as Nick and Mr. Wills chuckled at her obvious delight. "She’s really loving that car, huh?" Nick said with a grin, watching how excited the car has made her. Mr. Wills nodded, his gaze thoughtful. “Did you know her father tried to kill her once?” Nick nearly dropped his glass. His head snapped to the side, eyes wide with disbelief. “What? What... are you talking about?” Mr. Wills stared into the distance, as if reliving an old memory. "With a knife," he said quietly. Nick blinked in shock, his heart racing. That doesn't make sense His father’s face grew grim. “He’d never touched her before... only

Noah, sensing an opportunity, pushed the conversation further. “Did you send anonymous notes to the girls you didn’t like?” Nick didn’t miss a beat. “She ripped their eyes straight out,” he said, the sarcasm in his voice thinly veiling the truth beneath it. Anna fell silent, her mood darkening. The tension in the car was palpable now, thick and heavy. Noah allowed herself a small moment of satisfaction. For once, Anna had nothing to brag about, no more venom to spit. The car continued in silence, the awkwardness hanging in the air, as they neared their destination. Nick’s jaw remained clenched, his knuckles still tight on the wheel. Noah kept her gaze fixed out the window, though she could feel the heaviness that surrounded them all. Anna’s arms were crossed tightly across her chest, her posture rigid as she glared out of the window, her earlier confidence disappeared. They pulled into the parking lot, the car coming to a slow stop. No one moved for a moment, the air between t