Novels by Dew_CH

EmberI stood there, heart racing, as Astrid appeared in the doorway. The moment she saw me, her brow furrowed, a frown settling across her face. She clutched her round belly as if it could shield her from whatever she was feeling. There was a tension in the air, with a mix of worry and something else I couldn't quite decipher at that moment.Astrid’s hand paused on the door, ready to slam it shut, but I stepped in her way. Her glare could have burned a hole through me.“What are you doing here?” she shot back.“I’m not here because I want to be,” I said, keeping my voice calm. “If I’d known it was your place, I would’ve turned around. But since I’m here, I need answers. What happened four years ago?”The silence between us was heavy with unspoken words. I could see the conflict in her eyes—anger mixed with something deeper. However I wasn’t about to back down; I needed to know, I didn't came all the way here to be slammed the door upon on, all my prejudice against her was temporarily

EmberI threw two dresses into the mini box, grabbed a few necessities, and finally took my spare toothbrush, just in case. After zipping it up, I carried it out. Lyra was solemnly wiping Kai's body with a wet towel. I exhaled. I can't back away now—I have to go. I walked up to his side and crouched next to him. “Mommy, is that you?” His little fingers landed on my cheeks, and with all my strength, I pressed back my sobs, whispering in a broken voice, “Yes, baby, it's your mommy.” “Lyra said you're going to be back soon.” He took a short pause, blinking rapidly as he stared at my face before eventually asking, “Are you leaving me alone?” “No, baby, I would never do that. The thing is, Mommy has to get you chocolates, a bunch of them.” “I… don’t want chocolates. I only want Mommy.” Streaks of tears ran down my face, and this time I didn’t wipe them off. Instead, I let them flow freely. “I’m sorry, baby… Mommy is really sorry you're going through this. You know what? Mommy

EmberI kept staring at the letter with wide eyed, confused; first I had know idea how this got here, secondly how the heck did the person knew that I wants answers, answers to everything, the gut feeling is gnawing on me, yet I always finds a make believe to rid that thought, just like this letter stated that I wanted answers.But what answers would I probably want? What answers do I really seek? Why can't I say it, why don't I know it. I stared at the address which clearly reads a house in Arizona. Do I really want to do this? Honestly, I have no idea, whatever this is, whatever will come from it, but I folded it and put it back going out of the room to the yard. For some peace and quiet, maybe I could fatten my thoughts and come up with a reasonable plan on how to help my son get better. And maybe I could even go back to Arizona, in contrast to the fact that the man had come all the way from Arizona to Florida to look for me, but since I pushed him away, he definitely must've go

EmberAfter Maverick was gone, I couldn't make sense of what's going on. I washed my face in the bathroom, swinging back my hair to get off the water that drenched it, eventually grabbing a towel and wrapped it around my head like a burrito. Exhaling, I walked out of my room to check Lyra's door which was still very much locked, thus has been on lock since the moment she stormed out of my face in the sitting room.I walked into the sitting room to touch Kai's forehead, he was still burning up, but not as hot as he was when I'd come back. He wasn't supposed to get sick again since Lyra got him the herbs that had kept his condition stabilized since we came back to Florida, so I never have to bother about looking for the man, however hearing the news earlier was not only a blow to me, but it makes me even more panicked. And thankfully, having him around for a few seconds reduces the boy's temperature, however, now I can't really tell for sure because he's a little hot now doesn't mean

MaverickI had planned tonight to be very colourful and bright so Ember could enjoy it as much as she wants, after having Alex scout around for one of the biggest and beautiful beach around here I had shut down the whole place so we can have all the time— Alone, and I was glad she really came looking stunning in her dress.I had made sure to also reserve the top floor of the restaurant on the island where I hoped we'll spend the night, but she was so curious to know what I have in store, however I was determined to not share it with her.We got off the yacht and made for the building, however her phone rang, but just after the call ended she was trembling. Her face turned so pale that I had to calm her down. She wanted me to follow her, which I did without a second thought. The sound of that boy going sick affected me so much that I yelled at the sailor to get the Yacht moving again.When we got out of the car, I was really surprised to see the familiar environment we're in. Why would

Ember. I glanced back, he caught me staring at the distance and his cold hand grabbed my chin bringing my face to him. “It'll come back.” he casually replied, “Or do you want it back now? Are you feeling cold?” “I'm fine.” I answered rolling my eyes. He was now back to my side. “Okay, when it comes back, we should probably go to the next surprise.” he said, and i understand how awkward this was for him as much as it is for me. “Oh, that…” I trailed off as the heat flushed my face, remembering what we're on to a while ago before the thing about him and Alexandra, “Yeah… other surprises,” I replied non enthusiastically fisting my hair and squeezing out the water that had drenched it. “Are you sure you're not cold?” He asked again drawing closer. “Not yet.” I answered pushing back a little but I underestimated the man as he swiftly followed grabbing my waist, his palm flew to examine my forehead, “it's a good thing you're not catching a cold yet.” “I told you I'm not

Sophia De SantosHow do you react when the man you throw away your dignity in front of, all because of money is in front of you?Especially when you've thought about them earlier that morning before coming here only to find him sitting right there, just a few meters away from you.I suddenly lost my confidence. And my mind turned blank, completely short of words. I hope I succeed in this interview. And maybe he wouldn't even recognize me… but that's impossible, the lights had been so bright last night that I know it's impossible not to remember me, but I can't lose this chance. I need the money... for him. For Ryan.I quickly composed myself and walked towards him, and in turn he gestured for me to have a seat across from him.“And what may I call you miss,” he demanded without looking up from his paper. Evidently showing he didn't care much about this meeting, I mean it's pretty obvious by the way he pretended as if he can't remember me from last night. Since it was like that, I a

Sophia De Santos I sprawled on the bed like a lazy starfish, my hand blindly moving around until it came in contact with my phone. I turned it on and drowsily glanced at the screen, only to jump in the next second. God, God, God, what have I done!? All traces of sleep vanished from my face as I glanced at the screen and saw several missed calls and my alarm, which hadn’t gone off because my earphones were still plugged in. I scrolled through my missed calls and dialed the hospital first, my heart thumping in my chest as I unplugged the earphones and threw them somewhere. “Hello, good morning, Nurse Chris. Sorry I missed your calls; my phone was on silent. Please, how’s Ryan? Everything is well… with him, right?” My voice vibrated as I asked impatiently. “I figured you might be busy. Actually, I shouldn’t have called more than once, but I didn’t want you coming to the hospital when the doctor in charge of Ryan’s treatment won’t be available today. He asked me to let you know

Sophia De SantosI should have walked out. It would’ve been easier that way because not only was the darkness making my hands tremble unnoticeably, but I was also beginning to sweat. Still, for some unknown reason, my feet stayed rooted to the ground. My hand slipped away from the doorknob as I debated leaving. I was about to ask him a question when his voice echoed behind me again. “How about five bills for sitting here with me? Of course, I won’t demand anything obnoxious from you.” I gulped. The offer was tempting, too tempting really. I needed money, as much as I could get, but I couldn’t help but wonder why someone would pay five hundred dollars just to sit with them. “How about a grand then?” His voice came again before I even had a chance to respond. Turning slowly to face the man, his features still hidden in the darkness surrounding us, I said, “Do you really mean you’re going to pay me five hundred dollars or a grand for staying?” My voice sounded desperate, but the

One year and half later. I stirred my black coffee, no sugar, and gulped it down in one go. The bitter taste slid down my throat, sharp and unwelcome, but I needed it. I had a long night ahead. My phone buzzed on the table, pulling my attention away from the growing fatigue in my body. I glanced at the screen to see it was Hannah. I picked it up and pressed it to my ear, bracing myself for whatever she was about to say. Her voice came through, she sounded very excited and squealing, making me wonder what had gotten her so hyped. “You won’t believe this!” she practically shouted. That I had to take the phone away from my ear a little bit. I rolled my eyes, my head aching a little as I rubbed my temples. “Hannah, please just get to the point. You know I’m terrible at guessing.” I stated as a matter of factly. She groaned, clearly not pleased with my lack of enthusiasm, but then she burst out, “Your freestyle video had blown up and gone viral on my I*******m! People are losing it,

Leonardo Marquez We were just stepping into the car when Max, my assistant, called out beside me. “Boss,” he said, holding up a phone. “You have a call from the hospital.” I didn’t hesitate. I took the phone from him immediately and answered before pressing it to my ear. The moment I heard the doctor’s voice, the knot in my stomach began to loosen. “She’s awake, she woke up this morning,” the doctor said. I felt the relief flow through me, but it was quickly replaced by a faint unease. “How is she?” I asked, keeping my voice steady, hiding the rush of emotions in them. The doctor’s tone was even, but there was something unmistakable in her words. “She’s... not handling it well. She’s breaking down after learning of the loss of her baby. And her husband not showing up made it even worse.” My jaw clenched, and heat spread across my chest. I had known that bastard wouldn’t show, but hearing it out loud still hit me like a punch to the gut. How could he treat her like tha

Sophia I woke up to the sharp smell of antiseptic, my stomach twisted into nots. My hand flew to my abdomen instinctively, but a dull pain greeted me. Everything felt off—blurry, like I was stuck in some kind of fog. What happened? I tried to think, but nothing came. My body felt heavy, my mind felt even heavier. I forced myself to sit up, but the room spun violently, and I dropped back down, breathing hard. The faint creak of the door made me look up. Someone in a doctor 's lab coat stepped in through the door, her expression was both concerned and hesitant, like she wasn’t sure what to say. “Where… where am I?” My voice came out rough, like it belonged to someone else. “You’re in the hospital,” she said, her tone was gentle but serious. “You were brought in critically injured five days ago. It’s a miracle you survived. Do you remember anything?” Five days? I fumbled through my thoughts, trying to grab onto something, anything. But it was all fragments. I blinked