Novels by Dew_CH

EmberI had no idea what she'll be saying next but I want to hear it so bad I've never wanted to hear anything. Astrid is a mess. I'm even messier as I felt as if my soul had flown away from me, leaving me with a faint energy and bigger curiosity.“I'm the bad guy, a shameless whore who slept with her step daughter's mate on the full moon, then went home to kill her father because I wanted to keep it a secret, because I hated her a lot, yeah? I even fell in love with her mate, got pregnant with his child, I admitted the latter, but the former, I'm never admitting to it because I didn't do it, I was just one of the people involved in the plan, and we all did it to protect you! Derek, Rowan, me… all of us, yet, you've been living your best life during these four years without any hassle while we threaded thin ice here… but what's fate really? Something Derek believed his death would change, something I believe your hatred would change, something even your mother Renee believed she coul

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

Leonardo Marquez “Apparently, Miss Sophia's ex husband, Alexander and his current wife Zoey were in the same resort where miss Sophia is meeting Mr He Bai as I speak.” Max whispered in my ear in the conference room making my eyes widened in surprise.Why is he just telling me this? A frown like a storm covered my face as I motioned to my secretary, “I won't be available till the end of this presentation, see to the end of this and take note of the promising ones. I'll review them tomorrow.” I announced standing up and excused myself from the room.As soon as I got to the garage, Max tried to enter into the driver's seat but I ushered him back after asking for the resort information.I zoomed there so as to prevent Sophia from meeting with that asshole, after all, it'll be traumatizing for her to meet with the man who ruined her,Those types of encounters were not meant to happen, at least not now that she's yet to get to her feet. But who could have thought I wouldn't be entering th

Sophia De Santos My heart skipped a beat when I saw them, Meeting them is inevitable, I know that. But I just hadn't expected it to be so soon, not when I've done all within my power to make sure it never happened. Seeing Alexander again invoked something within me, and that's Anger… and another word, ‘distate’ hatred so deep I could sink my teeth in him where he stood. If not for him, I wouldn't have turned a mess, get myself involved in a marriage of convenience, Neither will Ryan be in the incubator, he would've been healthy. And to see the man responsible for it with his snake, her eyes withholding that same prejudice and mockery she has in them that night. I hold my bag firmly in my hand, my hand clenching hard against the handle as though it's going to be ripped off. Then I walked past him out of the restaurant, even though I could feel his burning gaze on me, but damn him, I don't give any shits about his stare, or the fact that in his eyes was a glimpse of the man

Alexander Reins “Come on Zoey, we're going to a restaurant in this resort, not a night party.” I groaned, closing the newspaper and placed it on a cupboard, as I glanced at my wristwatch. “I have to look good, waiting for just a few more minutes is not going to do any harm. You've been doing it all along anyway, moreover, I've got to do this eyeshadow right.” She rambled from the inside and I huffed in response, leaning back against the chair, We could've just had dinner in our room, just as we've been doing since we came here. However, she insisted on going to the restaurant to have a meal for a reason best known to her, and she has been sitting before the dressing table for over an hour, smearing God's knows what on her face. I can't say I'm starting to regret agreeing to this holiday, it was all her idea to begin with. In contrast to the fact that she always has her way, whether I like it or not.“Why are you all shouting?” She rolled her eyes, grabbing her pause on the table a

Sophia De Santos I spotted Mr He Bai, sitting near the window of the restaurant. Even though I had stayed late at the clubhouse last night, I made sure to get up early and prepare because I wouldn’t risk being late. I'm among the people whose first impression matters a lot to.Taking a deep breath, I walked over to his table, my steps steady despite the nerves in my stomach. I pulled out the chair across from him and sat down, offering a polite smile. “Good morning, Mr He Bai,” I greeted, keeping my voice calm and respectful. “Miss Sophia, if I'm not mistaken?” He raised his eyebrows with a little smile on his lips.“Yes sir.” I answered with a nod, clutching the bag sitting on my lap closer to my chest. I had expected a young man when Mr Marquez said I'll be meeting his friend, so I didn't expect him to be a middle aged man whose eyes squint at the corners whenever he smiles. “Umm sir, I was…” “You don't have to explain much daughter, I saw the video and of course, it was such

Sophia De Santos “What is it?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Concerning your skating career,” he began, leaning back. “I’ve been thinking about you working with A&D as my wife and a skater. I don’t want things getting complicated at least for you since the public usually has an opinion or another so you’ll start training as soon as possible. That means dropping everything else. And of course, you won’t be signing with my agency, but a friend’s. He’s in town now and wants to interview and test you to know what you're capable of.” I froze, the pen hovering over the paper. What exactly had I just agreed to? Not only do I have to hide my son's existence in the eyes of the public, I also have to drop everything that serves as a means of sustainability. “Can I not…?” “No, miss Sophia, I will be looking forward to seeing you on the weekend.” He said with a little smile. “What for?” I raised my eyebrows. I almost thought he looked so handsome until he began to speak. “Regist

Sophia De SantosWhat the heck have I just done? I stood frozen, staring at the empty road where Mr. Marquez’s car had just disappeared into the night, the sound of his engine fading into silence. Although the cold air bit at my skin, it couldn’t compare to the chill in my chest, knowing I’d just agreed to something that could change everything. Something I wasn’t even sure I fully understood. Considering the facts that I'd promised myself to Ryan. My life was supposed to be dedicated to him, a single parent, focused solely on my child, the only treasure life had given me. But now, I’d said yes to the contract meaning I'm entangling myself in several thick webs. Earlier inside the car, his reaction had caught me off guard, almost as much as my own decision. His eyes had narrowed so much that I could tell he hadn't expected it, “You’re serious?” he asked, killing the engine as he turned to face me with his eyes searching, as if waiting for me to retract my words. However , n