Novels by Amy Coco

...."Don't you think it speaks of your professionalism if you can't even remember the name of your guest?" Alaric asked, taken aback I scanned through my head, the devil never told me his name."You are not wrong, but wouldn't it be more disrespectful to ask a guest of such caliber what his name is if he hadn't thought of the necessity of introducing himself first," I replied, his expression made me rethink my words, was I being such a smarty mouth."Oh heavens," A chuckle followed, he seemed genuinely amused, making me wonder what was funny about what I had just said."Your logic would have made so much sense, but in the earthly world of the elites you are supposed to know the rich even before they introduce themselves, that is how you survive," he spoke as if lecturing me."Even before meeting you, I knew I would like you, I am very glad at my judgment yet again," he continued speaking, his words only made me more curious as to what exactly their conversation about me was like."Of

...As the twilight shadows danced across the room, I stirred from a deep slumber, my senses reluctantly surrendering to the rhythmic pulsing of the evening alarm. Its persistent melody sliced through the hushed stillness, a stark reminder that my world awakened as others embraced the caress of night.Beneath the dim glow of the bedside lamp, I untangled myself from the embrace of sleep, my body a canvas painted with the weariness of the day that never was. The city outside whispered with the secrets of nocturnal tales, and I, a mere spectator, prepared to step into the velvet embrace of the night.The sheets clung to me like the remnants of dreams, and as I silenced the alarm, the room echoed with the quiet promise of moonlit adventures and As the twilight shadows danced across the room, I stirred from a deep slumber, my senses reluctantly surrendering to the rhythmic pulsing of the evening alarm. Its persistent melody sliced through the hushed stillness, a stark reminder that my wor

....Even though I purposely took my time, at 10 am, the traffic was still jammed. Usually, my shift ends as early as 8 am but somehow it's 10 am, and I am on my way home in my withered car hoping it doesn't break down before I get home...Upon getting to my apartment, I needed no seer to tell me that Selena has joined Zeoy, the sound of music coming from my apartment as I input my password. The smell of fresh food filled my nostrils as I walked straight to lay on my floor."What is wrong?' The worried voice of Selena approached me lying on the floor with worry on her face. I immediately pretended to cry as I raised my hand towards her. She smiled and kicked me as she went back with a kitchen spoon in her hand."What happened to you? Exhausted?" Zoey asked, sitting beside me as she lowered the soft music, completely turning on the television instead."How was work?" she asked as I noticed she was eating peanuts, I dragged myself up to sit beside her as I hissed. How do I bring up work

I watched as his demeanor changed upon getting to the restaurant. I followed him closely, my whole attention on him. Straight to the VIP section, he knew exactly where to go. Thankfully Gabriel was already around, perhaps waiting for him. "Welcome sir, good evening," he greeted with a smile. It was the first time I saw his smile. I must confess, I mean who wouldn't want to be on their best behavior when the CEO's brother is around well all except me so far."So what is it?" Gabriel asked, facing me as I panicked, still not sure of what he wanted to eat."Still not doing your job?" he said in between his teeth with a passive-aggressive tone and smile."What do you mean, her job?" He finally broke his cold silence, looking up at me and Gabriel, his tone was as cold as his face as he folded his hands against his chest closing his legs."Aah... No, I am just trying to know what you want," Gabriel said with a nervous smile as he nodded."The last time I was here, the chief came directly

.... (Aurora's POV) My heart completely sank. Leaping and almost bursting through my chest, for I have crossed part with the devil himself. And no, he is nothing like the tales told, he is not an ugly red man with horns but rather a beautiful man with luscious hair who can easily bewitch one with just a single stare. His golden brown eyes, which I clearly remembered changing color, shone brighter when he smiled even though I could tell those smiles were fake, all a sham to manipulate another victim.... Not minding that I stood before him, with a wine bottle in my hand waiting to be dismissed. He whispered sweet words to the lady who seemed to have lost her sense of control completely lost in his gaze not even sparing a glance at me. She continuously ran her hands all over his chest giggling as her voice filled the room. "Ahem! Ahem!!" I cleared my throat nervously, still hoping to be dismissed. All my head could think about is the fact that he was real. It wasn't a dream and I de

(Aurora)*Two days letter(Monday evening)* The event of the past week has been the strangest, the eeriest dream ever and a painful heartbreak but I still have to make a living."Why are you getting ready, I thought your shift was later in the night?" Zeoy asked with her mouth full of food while pressing her phone."I owe my colleague a cover," my voice came out weak while she raised an eyebrow at me."still having weird dreams about a strange man?" She asked with an amused expression while I rolled my eyes. I still strongly believe it's not a dream. That day at the club I am sure of what I saw but apparently I was found passed out on the cold tiles of the restroom and my two friends believe I either was dreaming or hallucinating. I also want to believe I was dreaming because if not that would mean that there is a strange entity going around abducting weak women and he is not human. A demon perhaps..."By the way, when are you going home?" I asked while she immediately rose from

Chapter 18…A moment passed between us, awkward it was. My confidence slowly slipped away as it suddenly felt like I was caught in a severe situation. “Well I will excuse myself now,” I said to her as she nodded visibly forcing a smile as I watched her swallow back her words as she smiled brightly.“Let's continue our conversation later,” she said as I nodded while walking away. Before going I made sure to cast a glance at Anakim, his face bore the typical neutral but slightly angry expression…As I walked toward his chamber I raised my head high, tensing up my shoulders and putting up my most serious face, everybody had spoken highly so far about my change in demeanor. But his judgment is the most important. Lowering my head to smell my armpit to make sure I wasn't going to meet him with a stench smell thankfully there was none.‘Knock knock’ I waited for a response, it took several knocks for him to finally usher me in. At the sight of him, I immediately turned around. Shirtless wi

Chapter 17…The sun hung mercilessly overhead, casting a scorching blaze upon the earth. With each step, the heat seemed to seep through every pore of my skin, enveloping me in a suffocating embrace. The air felt thick and heavy, as if I were wading through molasses. Sweat trickled down my back, forming rivulets that soaked into my shirt, clinging uncomfortably to my body. My throat felt parched, each breath I took like inhaling hot coals. The horizon shimmered with waves of heat, distorting the landscape into a mirage of illusion. In this sweltering inferno, time seemed to slow to a crawl, each moment stretching out endlessly beneath the relentless sun.How unpredictable the weather has seemed to be, only but yesterday it was cold and now it's hit all of a sudden.“If Sir Edna went on an errand, would that mean his Highness sent a letter?” I quickly recognized the voice as Rebekah’s. Two weeks have passed since the prince’s departure and it's been a whole week with my new friendship

Chapter 16….“Keep going!” I could hear from ahead me Edna’s agile voice as I dragged my weary body forward, each step felt like lifting a mountain. The weight tied to my legs pulled me down with every stride, draining what little energy I had left. My lungs burned with each gasp for air, my chest heaving in protest. But amidst the exhaustion, there was a flicker of determination, a stubborn resolve pushing me onward. My vision blurred, my eyelids heavy as if weighted themselves, threatening to shut out the world. Yet, I pressed on, knowing that on the other side lay something worth every ounce of effort, Victory. Every drop of sweat and tears. So, I trudged forward, one agonizing step at a time, refusing to let fatigue or despair claim victory over my will to reach the other side.“You did it! Yes!” Slowly I opened my eyes to see an excited one looking back at me. It was Edna’s as energetic as ever. I didn't even realize that my legs had given up on me, on the floor with my face faci

Chapter 15…I had a realization watching his retreating back as I followed him slowly behind, he knew all along, he knew who it was, how sure I am that he also didn't know that somebody was off to kill him before I even told him. Come to think of it. That day while I was eavesdropping, Anakim saved me. Who am I to think he didn't overhear as well?Seeing how nonchalant and how fast Anakim swung into action it was obvious, he wasn't just a royal guard like said he was, he was a knight like the rest and hadn't left the East palace since he entered except when he followed the prince out of the gates, it's obvious his loyalty lies with the prince.So where do I come from in this strange ordeal? Am I a pun or just a means of amusement? Have I only been here just for formalities? Or truly could there be a reason deeper than what meets the eye? Like the head maid said… Getting to his wing of the castle, still speechless, I followed him dying to speak my mind, so many questions, what does h

Chapter 14…“Your Highness?” I questioned as I slowly turned around, my eyes grew wide upon seeing him barely clothed, his chest bared, trails of either water or sweat tracing down his bare chest to his narrowed waist area where his pants started. His long hair all over the place sticking to his face because of the sweat perhaps. His arms are toned, of course, he is a warrior. A general I learned recently. Scars ran through his arms and across his chest perhaps from the battlefield. How can he look the way he does and still have a perfect body to accompany it…“My face is up here Freyja,” he said, his voice filled with irritation, embarrassed I looked away, how could I shamelessly stare at a man like that while unmarried?“What are you doing here?” he asked, his voice still filled with annoyance, his mood must be sour. Of course, that is his thing, his mood never stays consistent, I remember leaving him in a good mood hours ago.“Uhm I was…oh yeah…I was this close to finding out ... w

Chapter 13…Two nights passed right before my eyes with ease, I overestimated myself, I spoke too soon with so much confidence, there was nothing that would have probably given me the illusion that I could overcome this, well expect delusion.Every he counts it for me, here I am on the third day and I am afraid it will soon come to an end without a single clue, turns out pretending to be friendly with the rest of the maids wasn't really a good idea, it's clear as day they avoid me almost like they fear me, perhaps because of my wolf blood or my position, becoming the prince's personal maid means I am closer to him so perhaps they fear I will report every of our discussion to him.Just every time I think I am close to figuring it out something off happens proving it's not the person.“Why are you not with the prince?” I immediately recognised the voice as I looked up from the bucket of fruits I was washing. The head maid, I haven't laid eyes on her for days. I have always wondered where