Novels by Black Diah

Lessie's POV When I heard the worker’s voice, I let out a sigh of relief. Right after Freddie ended the call, I started panicking, wondering if he had lied. But deep down, I knew he wasn’t lying. He said he was coming, and I believed him.I glanced back at the room, then slowly walked toward the door.Before I could touch the doorknob, Benjamin spoke.“Stay back, I’ll open the door.”I wiped my sweaty hands and gave him a weak smile. “Alright.”I stepped aside so he could go ahead. Right after Freddie hung up, I told Benjamin someone was coming. Benjamin wanted to ask more questions, but the knock came too quickly.I fidgeted with my hands as I watched Benjamin open the door. But instead of a gentle knock, we heard a loud, forceful sound.Benjamin was pushed back and nearly fell to the floor.I looked toward the door and saw three people. One was clearly a hotel staff member based on the uniform.But the other two made my heart drop.Freddie and Zenith.“Oh my God.” My hands began to

Lessie's POV My mouth fell open before I could say a word."You're always trying to make me angry, and I honestly don't know what to do with you. What is all this I'm hearing? I wanted you here with me, but you went ahead and left anyway—and now this? How could you still be with that guy up till now? Seriously?"I listened quietly as Freddie kept ranting, not even letting me say a word. Who does he think he is, calling me out of nowhere just to yell nonsense?I bit my lower lip hard. I wanted to throw insults at him, but everyone in the room was staring at me.Suddenly, Benjamin got up and turned on the light, brightening the dim room.“It’s late. I need to sleep. Let’s talk in the morning,” I said quietly, trying to hang up.“Don’t you dare hang up,” Freddie snapped, as if he knew exactly what I was about to do. “It’s late at night, and you’re staying alone with a man?”“What are you even talking about? What man—” I paused, then it hit me.Was Freddie talking about Benjamin? Did he

Lessie's POV We were just talking about changing rooms, but suddenly, he brought up something completely different.“I mean, you keep turning down my help, so I have to ask—what do you really think of me? Do I even matter to you? Is that why you always hesitate before accepting anything from me?” he said, frowning.I was speechless. The kids were watching us, and I wanted him to stop talking, but he seemed like a different person entirely.Matter to me? What?“You ignore me a lot. Before we got to the room, I asked you something in the car and you didn’t say a word. I feel like you’re hiding things from me. I’ve tried to be patient, thinking maybe you’re not in the mood to talk, but now I get it. It’s because you don’t see me as someone important,” he added.Still, I had nothing to say. My mouth opened but closed again. He looked like a hurt child.“Can you please calm down?” I finally said quietly.Why was he reacting like this? Did he really think I saw him as a stranger? I guess i

Lessie's POV James crossed his arms. "That still doesn't answer my question," he said, his voice both firm and a little childish.I let out a sigh. "Tell me, what do you want to hear?""I want to know why you got into that car," he asked, his eyes filled with worry and curiosity.I fidgeted with my fingers. A part of me wanted to lie, but the way James was staring at me made me feel like he wouldn’t believe it."James," I paused,But before I could continue, Jasmine suddenly stepped in front of me, a deep frown on her face."Don't listen to James, Mommy. You don't have to answer him," she said, gripping my sleeve with her small, soft hands.Then she turned to James. "Stop bothering Mommy," she scolded.James shrugged. "How am I bothering Mommy?""You're making Mommy uncomfortable by asking where she went when you know she doesn’t want to say," Jasmine said, her small voice rising.Her words caught me off guard, and I suddenly felt embarrassed. I had thought I was hiding it well, but

Lessie's POVI opened my mouth to speak, but Benjamin cut me off, leaving me speechless."Don’t tell me it’s nothing," he said seriously.I couldn’t blame him. He knew that’s how I usually brushed things off."I’m not," I assured him with a smile. "Let’s leave here first."I wasn’t sure where the kids were, so I let Benjamin lead the way.Thankfully, he nodded and walked ahead to his car, which was parked down the street.Neither of us spoke as he started driving. I rolled down the window and rested my elbow, enjoying the fresh air on my face. A small, satisfied smile appeared on my lips.We stayed silent for a long time. I wasn’t sure how long until I felt the car slow down.Confused, I glanced at Benjamin. He let out a frustrated sigh.I blinked, then looked outside. We weren’t in a residential area.He had stopped the car in a quiet place—no pedestrians, no cars."Ben—" I barely got a word out before he turned to face me, making me flinch."You’re not going to ask how I found you t

Lessie's POV I bit my tongue.It was clear that she had noticed someone standing there, but now that she was actually looking at me, she seemed unsure.She blinked as if to make sure she wasn’t imagining things. “You’re… Lessie?” she asked hesitantly.I pressed my lips together and didn’t reply.Hearing her voice and seeing her face brought back unpleasant memories.Freddie’s mother had never liked me.She never once treated me kindly or wanted anything to do with me. To her, I was a stain—someone unworthy of being her son’s wife.Back then, it used to hurt. I had tried so hard to prove myself to her.But not anymore.Now, I was surprised to realize that I felt nothing toward her.I stared at her."Aren't you Lessie?" she repeated.Just like before, I stayed silent. That question wasn’t for me to answer, it was her son’s problem, not mine. It wasn’t like I wanted to be here anyway.Crossing my arms, I remained indifferent.When I didn’t respond, she turned to Freddie. "She’s Lessie,

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