Novels by preshdeb

The D-day had finally arrived and I felt so nervous I could puke my guts out. Lily was somewhere backstage waiting for Hannah. I lost her when a crew of people had carted me off to make sure I was miked up and ready.I paced backstage wringing my hands together. “Candy?” A stage hand offerred, extending a bowl to me. “For your breath.” I grabbed one.“I think I’m just gonna find my sister, is she still backstage, or has she joined the others?”The others being, Jace, Bianca and Jeremy. Jace had gotten all of them tickets, how he did it? I didn’t have time to ask. “I think she’s still here. I could go on find her for you if you’d like.” I shook my head frantically. “I need to move around a bit, anyway, thank you.”“Alright. Just take deep breaths alright?”Why did this show have to be live? And where the hell was Hannah. I walked around, getting stopped very few times by Destan’s backstage crew. A particular burly man who I heard being called Jelly or JB, lingered around me, I knew

Lily didn’t look like she wanted to be the one to answer the question, so I turned to Angie who layed one of my dresses on the bed gently.“Mr Blackwood instructed us to move your stuff here.”My eyebrows connected with my hairline. He was moving me into his room?! “Where is he? He’s left for work?”“No he’s in the gym.”I stalked out of the room and straight downstairs to find him. He was using the pull up machine when I stopped in front of him, and crossed my arms. “What is it?” He grunted after a while.“You told Angie to move my things to your room:”“I did. I’m guessing you have a problem with that?”“Of course, I have a problem with that. Why do you think it’s okay to do that? AND without my permission.” He sighed and stopped using the machine, which was a shame because watching his muscles flex was reducing my annoyance.“You know why I’m moving you, I don’t want you or the baby to get hurt because you’re suddenly sleep walking. In my room, I can keep an eye on you.”“Get An

No, it was happening again. I had to get away before dad showed up, or creepy mum, or I became mum…but then it was too late. And I was fighting off the man who made me.“Myra!” Lily called out and I glanced around the room. My sister was here? There was no time to look for her. Dad was folding his belt up to use as a whip. I felt strong muscular arms grab me. But my father was still standing over me. This had to be the trippiest dream in history. I kept my eyes glued to my father as a familiar smell invaded my senses. Pierce. I breathed in deeply and then again, as my heart stopped pounding so hard. Pierce was here. My father could not hurt me. Pierce would protect me. He’ll protect our baby.A hand tapped against my cheek repeatedly and I tried to jerk away in response. I came to, finally awake, and was greeted by my sister, standing by the edge of the bed in her pajamas, and chewing nonstop on her thumb nails. The room was completely lit up and I was on the floor with Pierce’s ar

“Oh.” I answered lamely. “Or maybe you’re scared because dad is out of jail.”I shook my head, “let’s not think about that-““Theory confirmed. You’ve bottled up your worries and it’s showing up in your dreams.”“Lily, don’t ‘therapize’ me right now. And he has been out for a while, so why didn’t they start since. .”“We should check the old neighborhood. Find out exactly where he is.” She said out of the blue, I could immediately tell that she had been thinking about it for a while. “Yeah and lead him back to us if he’s there?!” My voice had gone up several decibels. I pinched my nose and let out a sigh. “Your first theory seems more plausible.”“Okay…”The second one was wrong. I mean she was right, I didn’t want yo think about him free and somewhere in the city probably. But that was because, thinking about it all the time would do us no good. “We should go down to eat.”“Sure.”“Hey uhmm, do you want to have a sleepover? Me, you.” Lily asked as we climbed down the stairs. I loo

My heart skipped a beat and I glanced at him through the mirror. I should’ve known this was coming, but a part of me hoped it would be delayed for a while, that he would be at work by the time I woke up.“I Uhh…I had a bad night.”“And and equally bad morning it seems.” He nudged his head to the sink as I wiped my hands. “Yeah. I might be coming down with something.”“Something strong enough to make you knock on my door at 2 a.m in the morning with a scared look in your eyes?”I gulped and turned to look him in the eye. Pierce was just praying for information, he didn’t really care. And I would rather rip my tongue out than admit I was running away from a man in my dreams. I shrugged faking nonchalance. “Look I had a crazy nightmare okay? Obviously my pregnancy hormones are working overtime to make me emotional so I overreacted. You don’t have to worry. The baby’s fine, I’m fine. Sorry for bothering you last night, it won’t happen again.“I marched past him and made it into his room

Cold air brushed against my skin and I shivered in response, rolled over in bed and pulled my covers tighter around my shoulders. Wait something wasn’t right, I was sure I shut the windows before I climbed into bed. No matter, I would rather freeze than get out of bed, I was way too comfy. Suddenly I heard a thud that sounded very familiar, and then the telltale curse. I opened my eyes, all traces of sleep gone and sat up in bed. The windows were open, but this wasn’t Pierce’s home. This was the house I was raised in. I didn’t have time to wonder how I was here, all I could think about was the sound I heard. It was so ingrained in my memory that I would recognize it any day.My father was back from one of his drinking sprees and stumbling through the house. Soon he would get mad at the random furniture for tripping him, even though they had never changed position since I was born. Then he would accuse us of moving them.In the room, lit up only by moonlight, I tiptoed to the door. I