Novels by Gray Sam

Eric’s POV“W-why isn’t she crying? why isn’t she breathing?” she asked, her voice laced with fear. “Why the hell is my baby not breathing? Eric, she’s not breathing,” Abbi said wailing. “What do you mean she’s not breathing?” I took Claribel from her hand and tried waking her up but no response. We quickly rushed her to the hospital.Abbi held on to me for comfort, fearing for the worst as the doctors attended to our daughter. The doctor approached us after what felt like an eternity, with an unreadable expression. “No…no,” she whispered shaking her head defiantly after looking into the doctor's eyes, waiting for the heartbreaking news. “We managed to save her,” said the doctor, surprising both of us. “But she’s still in a critical condition. She has been starved for a week which has greatly weakened her immune system and other organs, therefore her development may be slower than normal. However, we’re monitoring her recovery and she should be fine by the month's end.”We were sti

Abbi’s POVI have been waiting nervously in the van. I didn’t want to wait there and do nothing to get my baby back. Once she noticed the guy in the van wasn’t paying attention to me but on the footage of the drone he was flying following that monster I grew up with, I sneaked out of the Van. Making my way carefully into the park, I saw Andras. I was filled with rage and hate towards the man I once called dad. I immediately charged towards him without thinking, holding him by his collar. “Where is my daughter? Where did you keep my baby?” I yelled, gripping him tightly and pulling him by his collar.“Oh Abigail my dear daughter, I see you found me. ..But it was foolish of you to come here on your own.” He sneered, noticing no one was with me. Fear crept into me as I remembered all he put me through while growing up. He’s so evil that he’ll not even think twice about doing the same to my baby.“Now you’ll have to die with your pathetic baby.” “Where the hell is my child, what did

Eric's POV Everyone had their attention on her now. “I know where he is. I know where he kept my baby.” Abbi cried. “There is an underground basement in that park. It is hidden behind…” She closed her eyes, trying to remember the location of the basement. “It’s right behind the weird-looking large oak tree that is beside the restroom on the left corner of the park…Oh God, my baby…Eric…that place has no proper ventilation. Our baby…” She shivered in fear as she sobbed. I quickly held her in my arms. “Nothing is going to happen to Claribel, my love. She'll be just fine,” I whispered to her.“I have informed James. We have to head to the station to plan how to raid the place tomorrow,” Mark said.“Let me come with you,” Abbi said before we could leave.“No, my love, you’re not going anywhere. You’re going to stay here while I go with Mark.” I said seriously.“But I'm the one who knows that place the best,” she argued.“And I'm sure Mark and Damien's men can find the place easily with

Eric’s POVIt’s been one week since Abbi gave birth. One week since our daughter was kidnapped and one week since we found out that Andras, her long-forgotten dad, was behind the kidnapping. Abbi has barely eaten and barely spoken to anyone. She just sleeps, wakes, and cry. I'm glad that she still speaks sometimes and she did not run insane. Everyone took turns in visiting and trying to encourage her.Lau canceled her show, Tessa flew back from Texas with her husband, and Lisa always came to her everyday. With Mark and James' help, we were able to find out that Andras was in a huge debt and he probably found out Abbi is living well through our wedding pictures that circulated on the internet two months ago. He has been following her up until the hospital. He had gambled away all the money he got from giving Abbi away. Which surprised me because it’s been just two years, not even that yet and he was given two hundred million dollars.They have been trying to track him down for the

Abbi's POVI'm gonna kill you today Eric!” I said, limping gracefully and carefully around the house, with my baby bump chasing Eric who turned my face into an artwork of a three-year-old.“I'm sorry my love,” he laughed.“No, you're not. I'm going to deal with you once I get my hands on you,” I said, still trying to catch him.After a good while of running after him, I sat down and began to cry.“You know I'm going out to dinner soon with Lau and Tess, and you turned my face into an art museum,” she sobbed.“I'm sorry my love,” He said, coming close to her. “I didn't mean to hurt you. Please don't cry,” he said, trying to coo me. I know just how to get him.Before he knew what was happening, I held him tight and poured the cup of cold water beside me on him.“Gotcha!” I laughed victoriously. Eric just stood there looking at me amusingly. “Now I have to clean this off my face before time catches up with me” I smiled standing up. “Be careful love, you don’t want to slip” he said, hol

Abbi's POV "And why not? It's not like we're going to a party." I was annoyed at what was happening. “You just can’t wear that. If you want to see Eric, you won’t wear that. Go change” she insisted. I can't understand why she’s doing this, why everyone is hiding something from me. I reluctantly went to change my dress. “Just pick something for me to wear. I’m tired of changing. I just want to see Eric now,” I complained after trying on more than three outfits already. After dressing up in the outfit she picked, she ushered me out of the house into her car, driving me to my husband, I just hoped he was alright. We arrived at our supposed destination. I was already