Novels by Writing goddess

IVYI had been giddy and elated since Mark asked me to be his date to Alexa’s launch, and I could not contain my excitement.“Hello,” I spoke into the phone as soon as the call connected. “Miss Ivy, it is so good to hear from you,” my stylist answered from the other end of the phone.She was one of the most expensive and stylish female stylists in the entire city, and because of who I was, it was only logical that she became my personal stylist as well. If female celebrities and high class women in Paris were making use of her services, then why shouldn’t I? Besides, since I started to hang out with Mark Ronaldo, even before the accident, it was only reasonable to use stylist such as herself.If Alexa had decided to become a female stylist, she would have failed woefully, because she would never have come any close to my stylist, and that was all the consolation I needed.“Yes, it is,” I said happily. “I need a custom-made dress,” I told her, not wanting to waste too much time over t

MARK“How does the invitation make you feel?” Vector asked me.Well, Vector was a friend of mine. My best friend, in fact, but that did not mean that I would tell him everything, or exactly how I felt.I was a man of great pride, and that was because it was a common trait in the Ronaldo lineage.“You are a man, and your ego is all that you have. It is what the men in this family are known for, and it is the only thing you have to hold onto,” my dad had told me several times when he was alive.Every single male in the Ronaldo’s family had been known for their untamable pride and ego, and my dad had ensured that he put it inside of me before he died. There was no room for anything called emotions or sympathy or sentiments.“No one ever owns and runs an empire when they have the heart of a woman,” I had often been told, especially when I told over the family business.And in truth, neither of his words had been wrong for any reason. While some of the CEO sons I had grown up with had allo

ALEXA“All this happened?” Noelle jumped up from the bed, astonished.She could barely believe what I just narrated to her, and I understood her shock, because despite our closeness, I decided to keep this part of it from her.“Yes, it did,” I answered sadly.“And you kept it all away from me?” Noelle asked.“I was too ashamed to tell you,” I told Noelle as fresh wave of tears spilled down my cheeks. “You warned me against marrying Mark and playing maid after Ivy dumped him, besides, it was Ivy he chose and not me, but I didn’t listen. I stubbornly went ahead and married a man in his sick bed without his knowledge and took care of him dutifully, but it was because I loved Mark genuinely,” I added.“You have always loved Mark Ronaldo, and he is the wrong man for you, Alexa, but you still should have told me,” Noelle insisted, feeling sorry for me and angry about what I just told her.“I was just too ashamed, especially when he looked into my eyes and denied me, Noelle. It hurt like hel

ALEXAHow could I have said no to Clara’s demands when her threats were real? How could I not bow to what she and Ivy wanted when everything my dad ever built was hanging on the line?How couldn’t I be considerate?I had agreed painfully, even though it shattered my heart, but I had hoped that Mark would not want Ivy anymore. At least, if he pushed her away, then it would no longer be any fault of mine.“Let’s go to the hospital together and get this over and done with,” Clara had stated firmly.I had swallowed hard and nodded.Maybe I should have been bold enough to tell my dad the kind of woman Clara was, especially the first time I had found out that she was cruel and dangerous, but I just couldn’t. I was too scared and worried about my dad. He had been so lonely and unhappy, and being around Clara drove all that loneliness away.How could I break his heart like that, but now, I was suffering the brunt of my decisions to stay quiet.“I can’t wait to see Mark!” Ivy had squealed in d

ALEXAA few years back, shortly after the doctor announced that Mark had woken up from his coma and I had happily announced to dad and Clara about the good news, I had received a call from Clara.It had been a surprise, because Clara never called me, and the first thought that had come to my mind was that something was wrong with my dad.“Clara?” I had answered the phone with a dreadful anticipation.“Where are you?” Clara had asked, sounding displeased over the phone, which wasn’t new, because she had never masked her dislike towards me, even in the presence of my dad.“At home, fixing the house and making arrangement for Mark’s return home,” I had answered innocently.Indeed, right after Mark woke up, he had demanded to be taken out of the hospital; he had wanted to continue his treatment from the comfort of his mansion, and away from the nosy eyes of bloggers and gossips.Unfortunately, I hadn’t been right there when he had woken up; I had gone for a quick grocery shopping for the

ALEXAThe tears flowed freely, and even when Noelle came over to me and joined me on the floor to console me, I could not stop crying.“He rejected my invitation, Noelle,” I said amidst the tears and bitterness.“You are going to hurt yourself if you continue crying like this,” Noelle said, her voice filled with pity and sympathy towards.I had been skeptical about sending an invitation to him because I was scared and worried about being turned down, but I had no idea that it would hurt me this much. My heart was broken into several tiny pieces, and my throat was tight.“I can’t stop crying,” I told Noelle as more tears flowed. “What if he never forgives me? What if I have lost my dad just because of one reckless night at the club?” I asked, my voice breaking as I cried profusely.Noelle figured that if she continued talking, it would likely fall on deaf ears, because she could feel my pain and brokenness from my tears and the sound of my voice. So instead, Noelle gathered me in her a

Vivian’s POV“Today, we have gathered in holy matrimony to join two love birds, whose love could not be altered with the wave of time; Marie and Vale,” the priest started beautifully.I couldn’t stop smiling as I watched Marie and Mr. Vale, dressed to perfection: Marie in a white flowery down and Mr. Vale in black pair suits. Nancy wasn’t present, because she wasn’t invited, which was understandably so, even though they had all resolved things amicably. However, Bonnie, easy to forgive now that her mother had asked her to, was in attendance. Actually, she had flown in some days before, just so that she could have moments with her father too. I noticed that she was nice to me as well, and she even brought gifts for the triplets who would be coming to the world any time soon.Bonnie sat behind Syrus and I, squealing in delight.“This is the most beautiful wedding I have ever attended!” Bonnie whispered happily, but her voice was loud enough for us to hear her.Then Syrus turned to her

Vivian’s POVI sat on the patio just resting and thinking yet again about everything that had happened. This time around, my thoughts weren’t exactly filled with bitterness or anger or sadness. A lot had happened since Diana showed up here and hugged me. She had confessed that she was deeply hurt and begrudged, but after carefully thinking about it, and of course, discussing it with Marie, she had come to the realization that her brother had fooled her for years. While she had struggled and worked hard to achieve everything she had achieved, Leon had chosen to go through the illegal and seemingly wrong path, and she knew that he would have to face the consequences of his actions. Our conversation also brought me to the same resolution with Ted, and the rest of my family.The trial was held about three days ago. I couldn’t attend, because my due date was gradually drawing near, and deep down, I didn’t want to see Ted’s face and break down all over again. The drug lord, his men, along

Vivian’s POVEverything seemed to be happening in such a rush that it was all too much for me to handle. Syrus’s reappearance and his conscious efforts to win back my forgiveness and affection was also overwhelming.He had lived with Mr. Vale and Marie for over a week now, and he had not stopped persisting. Initially, I thought that he would have given up and run back to his company as he always did, but he hadn’t…yet. Syrus kept trying by words and in actions to prove that he was truly sorry, and I maintained the cold shoulders I gave to him, but still, he refused to relent. Syrus had been ordering flowers and notes for me every single day without fail. According to him, he wasn’t trying to buy my love and forgiveness with gifts, because he knew that I wasn’t that kind of woman, but flowers only indicated his genuineness and love for me, which was even why he wasn’t including any other gift. Also, his determination to restore his broken relationship with his father was evident, and

Syrus’s POVSyrus discovered that his father’s house was not as big as the mansion he grew up in, but it was a very homely and cozy bungalow. The moment he entered, he felt more at home and at peace more than he had ever been.“I will show you to your room,” Marie told Syrus as she led him to a room beside the room that Vivian was staying in.When they got into the room, Syrus was impressed at the neatness and warmth of the room.“Thank you, Marie,” Syrus told her deeply.“I am going to make some pasta and we will all eat at the dining table, so use this chance to rest and freshen up,” Marie said politely.She was about leaving when Syrus stopped her. “Do you think she will ever forgive me and talk to me?” Syrus asked.After he had made himself known as the extra traveller, he noticed that Vivian went cold. She had vehemently refused to share a seat with Syrus in the plane even though Mr. Vale had intentionally arranged the ticket in that format. Syrus could not deny that the hostili

Vivian’s POVBelinda and I hurried to the airport, because after all she had told me, I was afraid that Georgia might somehow know that I was in the city, and she would find a way to hurt me. I was heavily pregnant now, and if anything happened, I did not even have the strength to fight or defend myself.“I will come with you and wait for your employers until they get here. If anything were to happen, I don’t want you to ever have to face her alone,” Belinda said firmly when I tried to dissuade her from going with me to the airport.It wasn’t until we got to the airport safely that I became less worried. Also, even though I had wanted Belinda to return to her apartment initially, I was very grateful to have her here with me. We were able to get a safe place to sit and wait where the cops were always watching and patrolling about.“Do you want me to get you anything from the cafeteria?” Belinda asked when she noticed how weak and tired I was after we sat down.“No, I am fine. I was jus

Syrus’s POVSyrus drove home like a lunatic. He could barely wait to confront his mother for everything he just heard. His entire being was boiling with anger and rage.For years, his mother had lied to both him and Bonnie, and she had made them hate their father unjustly. More so, they had grown up without their father’s love and affection all because of her selfish and greedy desires! His mother was just as cruel and cunning as Georgia; there was literally no difference between them, and now, Syrus understood why she chose Georgia over Vivian. For all Syrus knew, evil always aligned with evil.“Damn, I have been such a fool to let Georgia, my mother, and the company come in between what Vivian and I shared,” Syrus said to himself painfully and regrettably.He wanted exactly what he saw between his father and Marie; love, loyalty, friendship, and companionship, and he did not want to enjoy that only when he was old. He had all that with Vivian, but he had ruined it. To Syrus, he beli