Novels by Joyce dera

"Who the fuck are you?" I said as I slammed my fist into his cheek, his blood splattering across the wall like a gruesome signature. "I-I don’t mean any harm" he stuttered as he stumbled back, his eyes wide with fear. But I wasn’t listening. With a swift strike, I knocked him out cold and turned on my heel, leaving him crumpled on the floor. I strode back home, my heart still racing with adrenaline. I slumped onto my bed, elbows on my knees, and buried my face in my hands. My mind reeled with questions, fears, and doubts. I needed to break free from the shackles that bound me and the Rogan leader held the key. As I lay down still lost in my thoughts, exhaustion finally claimed me, and I succumbed to the temptation of sleep. ****************************The week ran down quickly and it was finally the long-awaited weekend. But the excitement was a bit tempered by an unsettling feeling- I was being watched. Everywhere I went or whatever I was doing, I sensed unseen eyes lurking in

Blair POV:I asked again to make sure I heard well, there was nothing I wanted more than to end the life of that fucking bastard that killed my father and fucking ruined my life.“Ethan you can tell your boss or whomever he is that I would give it a thought and stop sneaking up on me, I will snap your neck when next you do” I warned before walking out of the café, I hadn’t noticed we spoke for long, it was already dawn. As I walked to my apartment, I was deep in thought. I know I would do anything to be free and live a life of no fear. But I knew nothing was free on earth, he must have his motive but as long as it’s something minor like being his soldier, I wouldn’t mind as long as I get my revenge, as long as get my life back, I don't care.Ethan had betrayed me before how sure was I that it wouldn’t repeat itself, I decided to give it more thought. I wouldn't be a fool for the second time.I got to my apartment feeling hungry, tired, and exhausted. I had let my food go and spent th

AUTHOR’S POV:Carson walked angrily as he headed to his house, he could feel eyes on him but he didn’t care. For someone that old he looked very young and handsome with a blonde, a very muscular body complemented his look, he stood tall about 6’7, and had the sexiest body stature ever. It was a pity he didn’t have a mate though every female species even some males would do anything to lay on his bed and whoever did always wished to go back, especially Sonia {she is in charge of female affairs across the paranormal world}. He had been busy with council meetings when they informed him of the arrival of the men he sent after HER, he couldn’t sense her which meant they were back with another bunch of excuses on how they couldn’t subdue a teenager.With one kick his living room door flew open and everybody was already on the floor, it was a sign of respect in the paranormal world. He paused for a while as a comforting scent filled his nostrils, he knew the scent and his beast wanted the

AUTHOR’S POV:FlashbackIt’s been five years since little Blair made it to the slums, even though she was young she learned survival skills from her father so it was a bit easy for her to survive in the open world. She barely spoke she either nodded or shook her head when asked a question so she was referred to as a dumb child. No one adopted her from the shelter because she behaved strangely but she had children almost her age who treated her nicely, They introduced her to the metal finding work which they did to get their daily meal. She joined them and made good money, but her joy wasn’t for long.Ethan was a guy in his teens, every child in the shelter saw him as an elder brother except Blair, he liked Blair and always helped her whenever she was being bullied. As years went by Blair began to trust him, She doubted her father’s word of the world being unkind and for once she felt like she belonged and one night she decided to spill everything to Ethan including her real name an

BLAIR'S POV: I ran as fast as I could, my feet were hurting. I could feel them closing in on me, this wasn’t the first time, and definitely won’t be the last. Hi, I am Briar and I am a hybrid and I have been hunted down all my life. Have you imagined paying for something that wasn’t your fault? well, that has been my life since I came into existence. My parents mated despite being of different species and when I was conceived the council ordered my death and here I am even after seventeen years of being hunted down.I could hear them, though I was faster but these guys were really fast. “She is getting away” I could hear one of them say.Seems the council had decided to step up their game and send their best men today, those old fools never give up. As I ran my father’s last words kept ringing in my ears “ Run! Don’t stop running and remember to trust no one” After my mother died while giving birth to me, I had to stay with my dad in hiding for over five years. My father made it

In the paranormal world of fantasy, where magic flows through the veins of the realm, a prophecy had long foretold the rise of a powerful hybrid destined to change the course of history. “A child would come, first of its kind, she would save the world and save the leader. She can also rule the world and cause doom to the world. She is a precious stone and the hands of its owner are the greatest" the witch prophesied before she lost her last breath.Whispers of this prophecy echoed through the ancient forests and grand halls, captivating the imaginations of all mystical beings. The paranormal world was in chaos the prophecy was a good one and also a bad one. High above the realm, the council of Elders presided over the fate of their people. As the guardian of order and peace, the leader of the council, a wise and seasoned Tribrid named Carson Gary, held the weight of the realm's future upon his shoulders. Little did he know how intertwined his own destiny would become with that of th