Novels by CHICHI

Author’s povThe police quickly surrounded Daniel, cuffing him as he groaned on the floor. Blood trickled from his nose, and his face was twisted in anger and humiliation.“You’ll regret this, Xander!” Daniel spat, glaring up at his brother.Xander leaned down, his expression calm but firm. “Regret? That’s something you should feel for all the lives you’ve ruined. It’s over, Daniel.”As Daniel struggled against his restraints, the head of police stepped forward. He pulled out a list of charges and began reading them aloud.“Daniel Clarkson, you are being charged with the following: the kidnapping of Mrs. Wright, the attempted murder of Xander Clarkson, embezzlement from your family’s company, obstruction of justice, and numerous other crimes. You’ll be facing a long time in prison.”Daniel’s face contorted with rage. “None of it is true!” he shouted. “This is a setup! You’re all working against me!”“Your corrupt cop was also seen running off and right now he’s willing to testify agai

Author’s povMrs. Wright sat in the dark room, straining her ears for the movements of her captors. It had been a few hours since they taken her from her old place and brought her to this new place, hours marked by terror and solitude and confusion. But something inside had changed that night. Something told her she couldn’t be captive anymore. With newfound resolve, Mrs. Wright steeled herself and tiptoed to the door.The house was still; her captors didn’t suspect a thing when they had gone to bed earlier. Mrs. Wright cautiously unlocked the door, afraid of its creaking as she turned the knob to let herself out into the night air that was cool and freeing.She was done hiding. This time, she was going to save herself.The road stretched before her was infinite in the dark. She knew that with each step she took away from her prison it was another opportunity to get to her son and get out a solution. Her heart was beating both in fear and anticipation of the worst. She ran through t

Daniel’s povI stormed out of his office, hot blood rushed through my veins. How dare he? Who the hell does this man think he is? Some kind of a superhero coming to ‘save’ the company. He was going too far and asking too much. I got out of the company and headed for my car as I sat down there and leaned back in it. I was so angry I couldn’t hold myself back.My hands gripped tightly around my steering wheel; those knuckles were all white as if they were screaming ‘help!’ in some invisible way. In anger, I punched my steering wheel a couple of times before leaning back in my seat.I then turned the ignition and drove directly to the warehouse where I had everything under control—my men, my operations, and my future. It was a sanctuary of sorts for me, a place where I could reorganize my thoughts and plans without any distractions or disturbances. A couple of my men were already there when I arrived.They all stood up as soon as they saw me enter, feeling the unrest radiating off me. “

Audrey’s povI clearly remembered the drive to the cabin that morning. I’d driven so slowly, looking in the rearview mirror every few seconds to make sure I wasn’t being followed. The streets had been practically empty, but everything had felt still and foreboding because of it. When I had gotten to the place, I had parked a few hundred meters from the cabin itself, hiding my car behind some trees before continuing on foot.The closer I got to the cabin, the more uneasy I felt. Something was very wrong. The place looked abandoned—deserted—but it wasn’t just that. It was something else; something I couldn't explain.“Mrs wright?” I asked while staying at the door and knocking. I hoped no one would bash my head in as I opened it inwards as it groaned under my hand as I gave it a push so I could step inside.The sight that met my eyes made my stomach plummet. The entire cabin was in shambles. Furniture was flipped over, papers were strewn across the floor, and a faint acrid smell wafted

Xander’s povI sat in my office, the door closed behind me as I went through the financial reports once more. My anger simmered beneath the surface. It was bad enough that the company was in such a state, but the audacity of the board to act like nothing was wrong infuriated me. My father had worked too hard to build this company, and I wasn’t about to let it crumble under their watch—or Daniel’s.Just as I was contemplating my next move, there was a sharp knock on the door. Before I could answer, one of the board members stepped in, closing the door behind him. He was an older man, someone who had been with the company for decades, yet his face now looked pale and nervous.“Mr. Xander,” he started, his voice shaking, “I need to talk to you.”I reclined back in my chair, signaling for him to continue. “What is it?” I questioned, but I already knew he didn’t come here to help me with anything but to stress me.The man hesitated, and then he leaned forward a little. “I think you should

Xander’s povI was in my company office gazing at the files lying on my table. My secretary had compiled every possible document pertaining to the financial record of the company and I was growing more angry after going through it. How was it not tallying? Who drew this large amount of money, the supporting bills and receipts were in no record?I could see lots of money being removed from the company but there was no mention of them being used for the company again. Why was this a thing?I called for my assistance as she appeared before me.“Is this all?” I asked as she nodded.“Yes, Mr. Xander. I think this is all there is available in the system…”“You think?” I interrupted her as she gulped.“It is all I could find in the system.”I leaned back in my chair and drummed my fingers on my desk. “This doesn’t make any sense… Someone has been withdrawing money at absurd rates recently, and with no record of what it’s being used for? How the hell does that work?”She didn’t answer, but sh

Axel’s povI moved over to Lysander, standing at his side as I stared at the rogue alpha. What kind of help did he want? I waited for him to explain. I could feel the way Lysander stood beside me, how tense his body was as he let his arms hang casually by his sides. He would be ready for a fight if it came down to it.The rogue alpha grinned as he stepped closer to us. “Help with what?” I asked as the tension charged between us.“Simple,” the rogue said simply. As though there was ever anything simple about this man causing me heartache while still dead in a hole somewhere in my woods.“I need help managing the finances of my land.”“You want our pack’s money and resources and connection,” Lysander replied before I can get any words past my lips.I frowned. “You want money?”The alpha laughed. “Not money. I need a way to make money. A way to manage what I already have. See, this land? It’s not just a hideout. It’s a home for my people. I need it to thrive. And for that, I need your pa

Axel’s povI drove through the rough terrain, my truck’s engine growling with irritation as we neared the closest rogue camp. The sun was still over the horizon, its rays stretching across the wasteland casting dark long shadows. It was quiet. Too quiet. Lysander sat in the passenger seat and began checking his weapons before loading some bullets into a rifle.I chuckled softly as I parked behind a large rock. “You’re seriously bringing all of that?”He laughed lightly. “I’m not like you, I like to be prepared for the occasion that things don’t go how you have planned it in your head.”“I can’t imagine why anything would go wrong.” I put the truck into neutral hiding behind a large boulder out of view from anything or anyone that could possibly see us. When the engine was silent we sat there in the day just listening. Everything seemed normal but I knew better… This was rogue territory… They were here; they were watching and waiting.Lysander sighed, stretching his arms. “So, what’s t

Axel’s pov“I saw him make a call just now. He walked behind the garage and was looking around like he didn’t want us to see,” Lysander muttered, his eyes narrowing.I clenched my fists. “You think he’s calling someone about us?”Lysander nodded. “Most likely. We can’t be too sure.”Looking around, I noticed how quiet it was here. Too quiet. Something felt wrong. “Keep your guard up,” I replied back just as quietly. “If anything goes wrong, we need to act fast.”Minutes passed and then all of a sudden the sound of roaring engines filled the air. I turned my head quickly to look over at a group of bikers pulling into the parking lot. They were rough-looking, wearing leather jackets, covered in tattoos, and their sunglasses hid their eyes.A guy who looked about six feet tall with a scar running from his eye down his cheek stepped up next to me and said, “Looks like you’re lost little girls.” The other guys laughed behind him.I stared at him, expressionless. “No thanks, I’m good.”He g

Alaric’s povMother took a deep breath before continuing. “Their pack was dying,” she said quietly. “They had no money, no allies, squatting in some shithole territory while their pack members died from war and cold and starvation. We offered them aid—warriors, supplies, land—all free of cost.”She shook her head in frustration. “But as soon as they gained strength, they started to forget. They pushed us aside, acted as if they had built themselves up on their own. They began forming alliances with other packs, ones that didn’t share our values.”I clenched my fists. “So they used us.”“Yes,” she said bitterly. “And now, they think they’re above us. They think they can just have what’s ours because they’ve gotten haughty.”I sighed and her words fell on my shoulders like a heavy cape. “Father made war with them tonight,” I told her in a half whisper.Mother’s lips curled into a grim smile. “Good. They need to be reminded who we are.”I stared at her, shocked by how much anger I saw in

Alaric’s povI nodded. “I know. But we have to trust him. He’s been doing this a long time.”Kai let out a frustrated sigh. “And what about Karla? We left her alone in the hospital. She’s just starting to recover, and we’re here running around dealing with rogues and arrogant Alphas.”I tightened my grip on the wheel. “I’ll go see her first thing when we get back.”Kai looked at me, his eyes searching. “You care about her, don’t you?”I didn’t answer right away. Instead, I kept my eyes on the road ahead. “She’s our mate, Kai,” I said after a moment. “What do you think?”Kai frowned, obviously not convinced. “Yeah… but it feels like you care more than just because she’s our mate.”I sighed, not in the mood to get into it. “Let’s just try and get home.”It felt like forever before we pulled up to the packhouse gates. The guards waved us through, but I could see the look of curiosity on their faces. They had to have heard about what went down at the feast.As I pulled into the parking lo

Alaric’s povAlpha Marcus’s guards stepped forward, hand on their weapons, but my father didn’t back down. Two guards tried to restrain him and he threw them off easily, his strength unimaginable as they stumbled backwards. Before they had a chance to try to take him down again Kai and I acted.I moved without thinking. One of the guards lunged from our left and I grabbed his collar, jerking him toward me and into the table where we ate. Plates shattered as we hit it, glasses falling to the floor as food scattered everywhere on its surface when I shoved him at it hard enough for bones to break.Kai was just as fast, dodging a punch from another guard and kicking him hard in the chest. The man staggered backward, but Kai didn’t give him time to recover. He grabbed the guard by the throat and slammed him against the wall, growling lowly. “You should have stayed out of this,” he muttered before tossing him aside.More guards flooded into the room, and with them came that familiar rush of

Katherine’s povI stood in the garden, watching him get me the flowers.He was pretending to cut the flowers, but he wasn’t doing anything useful. His hands moved slowly. He kept stealing glances at me like he thought I didn’t notice.But I did.I noticed everything.I walked slowly to him and stood just behind him.“Lazaro,” I said softly.He turned quickly, his eyes wide. “Yes, Miss Katherine?”I smiled at him. “You can drop the act now.”He blinked. “What act?”I took a step closer. “You don’t need to lie. I already know.”“Know what?” he said, swallowing hard.I tilted my head and crossed my arms. “I know why you’re really here. I know who sent you. I know what they told you to do.”He started to sweat. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”I let out a small laugh. “Oh, please. Don’t insult me. I’ve lived in this house long enough to know when someone is sent to spy or trap me.”He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.I took another step forward. Now we w

Photographers povI stood near the big bush at the edge of the garden. The sun was going down, but I stayed. I had my camera ready. Zelda told me to take more photos of Katherine and the gardener. I had already taken a few. Nothing too serious yet. Just the way she looked at him sometimes. That was enough. She looked soft around him.I adjusted my lens and looked through it again.“She’s coming,” I whispered to myself, seeing Katherine walk by slowly with a book in her hand. She sat on the garden chair not far from the gardener. He was cutting some plants. I smiled.Click. Click.I got a few pictures.I squatted lower behind the bush. My camera made a small noise. But I didn’t think they heard. I kept watching. I waited for the perfect shot.Suddenly, I heard footsteps.Fast ones.Before I could turn, a hard blow landed on the side of my face.“Hey! What—!” I shouted as I fell to the ground.Two big men stood over me. I didn’t know them.One kicked my leg. “You the one taking pictures

Zelda’s povI sat in my room, sipping from a tall glass of chilled juice. The curtains were open, and the wind danced lightly with them. Everything was quiet. Too quiet.I did not like quiet.I set the glass down on the table beside me and picked up the little bell. I rang it once.A maid appeared quickly and bowed. “Yes, Madam Zelda?”“Tell the gardener I want to see him,” I said, crossing one leg over the other. “Send him here now.”“Yes, madam,” she replied and walked away quickly.I waited, playing with my necklace, smiling to myself. If things were going well, then by now, Katherine would already be a little soft for him. I didn’t need her to fall in love—just to lean close enough for the camera to capture. That’s all I needed. Just one scandal. Dacre wouldn’t forgive that.After a few minutes, I heard the door open. Lazaro stepped in and gave a short bow.“You called for me, madam?”“Yes, Lazaro. Sit,” I said, pointing at the chair in front of me.He sat.“So…” I asked, tilting

Renee’s povI got up early the next morning. I didn’t even brush my teeth. I just tied my scarf and ran downstairs. My heart was beating fast. Today was the day. I reached the back door and opened it quickly.There he was. The sexy man. His skin was smooth, his beard was shaped, and his eyes were sharp like a wolf. He looked like trouble. I liked it.“Good morning,” he said, smiling at me.“You’re early,” I whispered, looking around. “Come in. Fast.”He stepped in, and I locked the door behind him. I led him through the hallway until we got to Zelda’s room. I knocked twice. Zelda’s voice came from inside.“Come in.”We entered. Zelda was sitting on her couch in her silk robe, drinking her morning tea. She looked up at him and raised one eyebrow.“So,” she said, “you’re the one?”“Yes, madam,” he said. “I was sent to be under your command.”Zelda smiled and stood up slowly. She walked around him and nodded.“You’ll do. What’s your name?”“Lazaro,” he said, still standing tall.“Nice na

Renee’s povI walked into Madam Zelda’s room without knocking. I was too angry to care. The maids were around her, doing her nails and massaging her face. One of them even had a little fan blowing air on her. The whole room smelled like expensive creams and oils. I folded my arms and stood near the window.“Madam Zelda,” I said, “we need to talk.”She didn’t open her eyes. She just moved one finger and a maid wiped something from her forehead.“What is it now, Renee?” she asked calmly.“It’s Katherine,” I said, pacing the room. “She’s pretending to be sweet and kind, but she’s really manipulating everyone in that house. She made Dacre defend her. He walked out on me last night!”Zelda opened one eye and stared at me for a few seconds.“And what exactly did you expect her to do?” she said. “Bow to you? Thank you for bringing a spy into the house?”I frowned. “I didn’t bring a spy. I brought Carla to help us. Katherine is the one turning everything against us!”Zelda sat up and waved he

Dacre’s povI got back from the office that evening. I felt so exhausted. All I wanted to do was just lay down in bed. My head felt so hot and I just needed the rest. It had been a very long and tiring day at work . And I just wanted some peace and quiet. But I smelled something so bad the moment I stepped out of the car. It smelled so bad ,like a mixture of rotten eggs and dead fish. I looked around with a very big frown on my face. Some of the maids were walking around wearing nose masks. Others were laughing and holding their phones. I raised my brow and called one of them.“You! Come here,” I said.She rushed to me. “Yes, sir?”“What is going on? Why does the house smell like a dead animal?”She bit her lip, then showed me her phone. “It’s Carla, sir.”“Carla?” I asked, confused.“Yes. She had a small accident… in the toilet.”“Accident?” I asked slowly.She clicked play on the video. I watched it carefully. I saw Carla inside one of the outdoor toilets. She was pulling