Novels by Black Diah

Lessie's POV “Lessie, you—” Ella started but sighed midway. Before she could continue, I cut her off immediately.“You don’t need to say more. Let’s head inside.” Without waiting for her reply, I quickened my steps back into the house.“Hey, Lessie! I’m not done talking!” Ella shouted after me, but I didn’t slow down. In fact, I walked even faster.“Sweethearts, we should get going already,” I said as I entered the house, noticing James and Jasmine standing by the door, clearly waiting for me.“Yes, Mommy.” James grabbed Jasmine’s hand, and together, we quickly left.“Argh, Lessie, you’re so stubborn! Bye, my darling Jasmine and James! Godmother will visit you again soon,” Ella called out, waving after us, finally giving up as we reached the bus stop.When we returned to the hotel, I didn’t even have a moment to rest before my phone buzzed. Benjamin’s name flashed on the screen.“Hi, Benjamin,” I greeted with a smile, even though he couldn’t see it.“How are you doing?”“I’m fine.”“

Lessie's POV Before I knew it, the men had already disappeared from sight. They must have had ridiculously long strides.I lowered my head, trying to relax. Not even a minute had passed when a figure appeared in front of me.I looked up, confused.“You may use one of the free rooms now. Here’s the key,” the guard said, handing me a key.“Huh?” I blinked, momentarily lost.“The boss has approved that the free rooms can be rented out. While the standard rooms are occupied, the VIP rooms are still available. This key is for one of them,” he explained patiently, likely noticing my bewildered expression.Before I could say a word, he turned and walked away.“Hey—” I called after him, but he was already gone.Excited, I got up and hummed to myself. A proper rest was just what I needed. Not wasting a second, I hurried upstairs, hoping he wouldn’t change his mind. With directions from someone, I quickly found my room.When I opened the door, I was stunned by the size of the VIP room. It was

Lessie's POV We waited in the living room while Ella got dressed. When she finally came out, she was wearing a yellow floral gown that complemented her cheerful personality.“Hehe, how do I look?” Ella asked, twirling slightly.I smirked, not responding immediately. It was obvious she already knew she looked great, her expression gave it away.Seeing my lack of reaction, Ella turned to Jasmine instead. “Sweetheart, what do you think?”“Godmother looks fantastic,” Jasmine replied with a sweet smile. Ella's face lit up even more at the compliment.“You see? Little Jasmine knows quality when she sees it. She says I look fantastic, but you’re just jealous,” Ella teased, sticking her tongue out playfully.I rolled my eyes and stood up. “We should leave now.”James stood as well, taking Jasmine’s hand gently.“Alright, alright,” Ella chimed. “Let’s take my car. I’ll drive.”We all piled into the car, and Ella drove off. The ride wasn’t dull, thanks to Jasmine and Ella, who kept chatting an

Lessie's POVI was just about to leave for Ella's place when my phone buzzed. It was a call, and to my surprise, it was from Freddie. The call only rang twice before ending.Why is he calling me? I wondered. We hadn’t parted on good terms at the restaurant, so why was he reaching out now?As I debated whether to call back, the phone buzzed again. Another call from him. Curiosity got the better of me, and without thinking, I answered.Neither of us spoke at first. The silence stretched awkwardly, the only sound being my steady breathing. Finally, my frustration bubbled over, and I blurted out, “Hello?”I waited, wondering if he could hear me, until he let out a low hum in response.To anyone else, it might have sounded casual, but to me, it felt different—almost intimate. My ears grew warm at the thought, and I cleared my throat, ashamed of where my mind had wandered.“Can you tell me why you’re calling?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Still, there was silence on the other en

Freddie's POV "Why, why, why? She’s always messing with my mind. I went to Mr. Rodriguez’s office, fully intent on venting my anger at Lessie. I was ready to unleash all my rage, but somehow, I ended up leaving calm.I'd stayed up all night thinking about her here and there. I just don't know what to do.I hate feeling this way—being pulled around by my own emotions. Yes, I’m angry. Angry that I feel this rage, and even angrier that I can’t release it.I've been looking for her for five years now. I knew she’d probably moved somewhere else, so I wasn’t surprised when Zenith confirmed it. But finding out she’d spent those years with another man? That was something I never anticipated!How could she do this? And when I called the other day, she actually hung up on me, acting as though she was the one in the right. Has she come to hate me that much?"Goodness,” I murmured. I don’t want to feel this way anymore. Yes, I was wrong in the past, but haven't these years of torment shown I’ve

Lessie's POV When I returned to the room, I wasn’t surprised to find it empty. The secretary downstairs had mentioned that the nanny took the kids out and left the key.The quietness of the house brought me a bit of relief. How would I have explained my swollen face if the kids had seen it?The bed was neatly made, so I climbed in and stared up at the ceiling. I expected my mind to keep racing, but surprisingly, I felt myself drifting off, and soon I was fast asleep.It was the children’s voices that woke me later.“Shh, Jasmine, Mommy’s sleeping,” I heard James whisper.“But Mommy looks pale,” Jasmine replied, concerned.“James is right, Jasmine. Let Mommy rest and don’t disturb her,” their nanny said softly.I almost sat up, but hearing their nanny’s words, I decided to stay put. I still felt a bit drowsy, so I let myself drift back to sleep.When I woke up again, it was already evening. This time I was wide awake. As I lazily opened my eyes, I nearly jumped out of bed in shock.“A

Jane POV From my hiding place, I could see that it was already night when I opened my eyes, yet the battle was still raging on. The sounds of tearing flesh and the scent of blood filled the air.It had been a full day, and the fight showed no signs of ending. On the second day, when I peered through a small hole to view the battlefield, I noticed that two-thirds of the 5,000 rogues had been wiped out.The heaviness in my chest eased slightly at this sight. However, my relief was short-lived as another wave of rogues appeared. They now outnumbered the remaining members of Damon’s side.Panic surged through me when I noticed a man among them who bore a striking resemblance to Damon. The only way I could tell them apart was the long, ugly sword scar on the face of the man with the rogues.“Haha, Damon, we meet again. Surprised to see me?” The man who resembled Damon laughed in a chilling manner.It was clear from the first glance that he harbored intense hatred for Damon. Fear and vigil

Jane POV “Jane?”In my dazed state, I noticed Damon looking at me, but his expression was unreadable, leaving me uncertain of his thoughts.Everyone around us turned to me almost simultaneously. I snapped out of my daze and stepped forward to join them.“Why are you here?” Damon asked in his usual tone, but if you listened closely, there was a hint of gentleness.My expression softened as I stood beside him. “Nothing, I just want to be with you.”“Jane, there’s a small crisis, and I don’t think it’s best for you to stay. Why don’t you go to the garden and get some fresh air?” His voice remained gentle.On any other day, I might have gladly listened, but not today. I couldn’t be at ease knowing Damon was facing this crisis alone, so I immediately shook my head.“I want to stay with you. Don’t worry, I’ll be as invisible as possible, and you won’t even notice I’m here,” I assured him.I was serious, being near him without causing any disturbance was exactly what I intended.Damon staye

Jane POV The trip to the market was incredibly fun, and I had to admit, it was one of the best moments of my life. I rarely go out, and when I do, the looks I receive are usually filled with disdain and scorn.The pack members treated me like a cursed pest, refusing to have anything to do with me. But here, things were different.I didn’t even want to return to Damon’s castle. I loved the freedom I felt outside, but I knew I had to go back.When I returned, I noticed that Damian was behaving differently—he seemed friendlier than usual.“Could it be because we spent time together?” I thought, my face flushing as memories of the other night flooded my mind.The months flew by, and Damon and I became more than just a couple. We were like two lovebirds, and never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that the cold-hearted alpha would become the way he is with me now.As my life became smoother, I found myself waking up with a smile every morning, and today was no different.“Good morning, c

*Jane*For a moment, I couldn't help but feel an urge to strangle Mara. I had thought her admiration for Damon had long since faded, as she no longer talked about him, but her actions now made me realize I was wrong.Mara wasn't bothered by my pushing her away; instead, she clung even more. "Well, I think what King Damon said is good. It’s not bad having him come along to protect us." She grinned excitedly."What nonsense are you talking about?" I pushed her away again. "How can we let him follow us?"His presence alone would be too distracting for me to check things properly. No, I can't let him come.Before I could scold Mara further, I heard Damon address her directly."What do you have to say about this?" he asked in his usual calm voice.Caught off guard by the question, Mara's heart nearly leaped out of her chest. Without thinking, she nodded vigorously. "Yes.""Yes, what?" Damon asked, still composed.I felt an impending headache, knowing Damon's strategy. He was trying to get

*Jane*My voice caused everyone to turn their eyes to Florence. It was clear they were curious to know whom I had called.Oh, I gasped as I blinked, realizing what I had just done. It wasn't just Mara who turned to look at Florence, but also Damon and the passing servants.Their faces showed various expressions, as if they were surprised to see me speaking so familiarly to Florence.“Hehe...” I coughed slightly, my expression awkward. “You guys should stop staring like that. It's making me uncomfortable,” I quickly said, feeling my face heat up.“Who's she?” Damon asked, his eyes dimmed, with a mix of confusion.When I didn't speak, he muttered something, as though he was confused. “Isn't it only Mara who you do talk to? Where did Florence come into the picture?” I smiled forcefully before explaining, even though I don't like the idea at all.“She’s Florence and she's here working to help her mother for the time being.” I will introduce myself briefly.I didn't dare to introduce Flor

*Jane*I pursed my lips in silence, after hearing his question. I felt embarrassed.Even his voice seemed to hold a disbelieving tone. I could understand why he was surprised, afterall I don't normally wake up this early.But Zeeb should at least have this self awareness. He shouldn't just say this anyhow. Perhaps he didn't notice, but to me, It always felt insultive knowing I'm always a sleepyhead. Argh,I smiled at him before speaking. “There's no reason. I just saw myself waking up. I'm also shocked.” I lied but I didn't blink an eye when speaking. Zeeb wasn't satisfied with my response. He still wanted to ask more, but before he could do that, I already beat me.“Where's King Damon? Is he still sleeping?” I asked, quickly.I didn't want to ask about him, but I had to ask, just to distract Zeeb from asking me any further question about me waking up this early.He was stunned but nevertheless spoke. “Should I call him for you?”“Uhm?” Hearing that, I almost choked again. What sort