Novels by Aniagboso Martins

Olivia's POV "What do you want this time, Martha?" I inquired the moment I caught sight of the sneaky lady in front of me. I had noticed a couple minutes ago parading the hallways aimlessly, but didn't pay much attention to her. I might have been forced to forgive her, but that didn't make us friends. "It's a nice evening, so I thought taking a stroll would be nice." She lied as she slowly walked towards me with a fake smile plastered across her face. "It is a nice evening..." I admitted while my eyes closely followed her every step. Damian had warned me to be weary of her, but with John constantly hovering around me, there was little to worry about. "..what brings you to the palace? Are you here to stroll aimlessly, or did you come to visit someone?" Martha's face twitched lightly, the sarcasm in my voice was unrestrained, and I could tell my last sentence had struck a nerve. "I actually came to see you, my lady.." she said with a bright smile. "There's barely anybody aro

Damian's POV "It's nothing, forget I ever said a thing—" "Don't you try to act like this is nothing! Tell me what those words mean right now!" Alexander urged, his determination to get answers almost frightening. I had wanted to keep everything to myself until we found a solution to the problem, but after the slip up it seemed impossible now. Alexander drew closer, the frustration on his face slowly turning into concern. "Tell me what's wrong.." he urged softly. I stared at him for a straight minute, confused if I should confide in him or not. We had our ups and downs, but at the end of the day he was still my father, and I was grateful for him. However, this time, I was more skeptical than ever about telling him anything concerning me and Olivia. He wanted her gone, and even though it was to protect his people and family, he still wanted her gone. Telling him that we can't have a child, would only give him more reasons to push Olivia away. It was always easy to blame the fema

Damian's POV I entered the council room with a blank expression on my face. I already had a vague idea of what the discussion was going to be about, and quite frankly I was not in the best mood to have such conversation. But then again, it was inescapable, it was either now or later, I would still have to deal with the situation. Just like me, everyone of the present councilmen had a stoic expression plastered across their faces, all besides Stefan who always seemed to be amused by something each time he saw me. "Damian..." My father, Alpha Alexander, started. He rarely spoke during these types of meetings, unless it was something serious. But in this case, I could tell he wasn't just speaking because of the seriousness of the matter, the disappointment and anger on his face and voice made that much obvious. "...since you've refused to give Olivia up to the Forgers, you might as well provide us with an heir. For her to put our pack in danger, she has to be worth it, and right n

Olivia's POV A month had passed since I attempted to escape from the palace. And while things seemed to be getting relatively better, Damian and I had once again encountered another big problem; we couldn't produce a child together. We were the only people who knew about this at the moment, but it wouldn't be long before people started whispering. We had consummated our marriage on the day of our mating night, naturally I should be pregnant by now, but that hadn't been the case. We had also tried several times, but for some unknown reason I just couldn't seem to get pregnant. We had consulted a doctor twice already, and yet nothing seemed to be wrong with the both of us. It had become a problem, and what was even more problematic was that the elders were looking forward to an announcement from the two of us soon. I sat at the balcony, my gaze fixed on the clouds above. The sun was slowly beginning to dip over the horizon, but even the beauty of the sunset didn't seem to entice me a

Damian's POV I returned home to meet Olivia fast asleep on the bed. John stood guard outside our room, and he could easily tell that I was not doing very well with just one glance. "Is something the matter, Damian?" He inquired as he pushed open the door for me. I swiftly waved off his concern with a simple smile. "I'm fine, just exhausted." I said as I quietly entered the room. I didn't want to disturb Olivia's nap, and I definitely didn't want John to know that I had gone to Shadow pack. "Take a break, she'll be fine with me here." John lowered his head in respect before finally leaving the room for me and Olivia. I glanced at her innocent and peaceful face, completely grateful that I had found her. She was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and now they wanted to take her away from me. There was no way I was going to let that happen, not while I was still alive and kicking. Olivia was my mate, and I wouldn't let anybody take her from me. But at the same time, my

Damian's POV The ride to Shadow pack was as uneventful as it was terrifying. I was basically walking into the enemy's territory uninvited, but even then I kept a bold persona on my face, this issue wouldn't be resolved unless I spoke to Michael and found a mutual ground with him.. "I'm here to see Michael Forger.." I said to the guard at the gate. I had come with my own guards, just two of them. Compared to the army behind these walls, two guards were nothing. But there was no need for a comparison, I had not come for war, I had come to negotiate and possibly stop a potential war. Nobody knew I was here, not Olivia, not even my father. I knew that none of them would agree with my decision, so I didn't bother with them. The only people who knew of my plans were the two guards with me, and I had made sure they understood that saying a word of this day to anybody would mean certain death. The guard on the gate looked me up and down for a moment before finally unlocking the gate to

First it was Michael, then Noah, and now Damian? Olivia had gotten scared, and now she could barely focus on the work in front of her. They had all told her to steer clear of her best friend, yet neither of them had given her enough reason to do that, nor had Lisa done anything bad enough for her to just cut ties with her. It was ridiculous, and the worst part of it all was the fact that she had let it get to her and her head. Now she couldn't sleep or close her eyes without imagining a scene where Lisa betrays her. Letting out a deep sigh, Olivia rose from her desk and proceeded towards the door. She needed a break, a quick one to clear her head from all the nonsense that was swirling round in there. Outside, she took a step towards Michael's office but stopped almost immediately. He hadn't spoken to her since she sent him away, and she doubted he would have the time and patience to tolerate her if she tried to speak on the Lisa matter again. Turning around, she made her way towa

First it was Michael, then Noah, and now Damian? Olivia had gotten scared, and now she could barely focus on the work in front of her. They had all told her to steer clear of her best friend, yet neither of them had given her enough reason to do that, nor had Lisa done anything bad enough for her to just cut ties with her. It was ridiculous, and the worst part of it all was the fact that she had let it get to her and her head. Now she couldn't sleep or close her eyes without imagining a scene where Lisa betrays her. Letting out a deep sigh, Olivia rose from her desk and proceeded towards the door. She needed a break, a quick one to clear her head from all the nonsense that was swirling round in there. Outside, she took a step towards Michael's office but stopped almost immediately. He hadn't spoken to her since she sent him away, and she doubted he would have the time and patience to tolerate her if she tried to speak on the Lisa matter again. Turning around, she made her way toward

Lisa bit her lips hard, this was the worst possible outcome of what she had intended. Getting rejected wasn't the problem, the problem was the fact that she had just revealed her intentions to Damian and had gotten rejected. Even though she doubted Damian and Olivia were on good terms, it didn't negate the fact that Damian could go and spill her plans to someone else."What's wrong?" Amelia inquired sharply after noticing the panic and fear in Lisa's eyes. "He refused." Lisa answered subtly, her voice a direct contrast to the war she was fighting internally now. What if Damian said a word to Olivia? What if Olivia believed him? Worse, what if Damian told Noah?!She bit her lips even harder until they were at the verge of bleeding. "That bastard! He better not say a word about this to anybody." Lisa through gritted teeth and curled fists. "You don't think he'll say a word to anybody, do you?" Amelia inquired, panic surging through her. Her and Michael might have found love once again

Lisa was the last person Damian expected to receive a call from. She knew the lady back when Olivia was married to Noah ten years ago, and he knew that she used to flirt around with his brother despite being Olivia's best friend. They never really interacted with each other, so receiving a call from her had been very surprising."What do you want?" He demanded coldly. As someone who used to be obsessed with Noah back in the days, Damian had already concluded that Lisa was an ally of her brother, probably sent by Noah to distract him or do something that would make him lose."There's no need to get so hostile all of a sudden, Damian. For now, I'm on your side." Lisa replied, but Damian wasn't particularly listening to what she had to say.Damian pinched the bridge of his nose as Lisa’s overly sweet voice grated on his nerves. “Cut with the weird suspense, if you have something to say, get on with it.”Lisa sighed dramatically, and even though Damian couldn't see her face he was more th

Amelia rushed towards Lisa's apartment with an urgency she had never felt before. After what happened last night, she wanted nothing more than to get rid of Olivia. She needed to preserve what she had as much as she could, and at the moment, Olivia was the only person who could potentially ruin everything for her.Without caring to knock, she barged into the house to meet Lisa tangled up in the arms of a man she couldn't quite recognize. The sudden intrusion had the poor man up on his feet and scrambling to get dressed as quickly as he could. Lisa rolled her eyes tiredly before sliding a couple of notes towards the man who hurriedly ran out of the house. "You're living the life, aren't you?" Amelia teased as she locked the door behind the semi naked stranger. "A girl is gonna do what she gotta do." Lisa replied before throwing a coat over her naked body. She poured herself and Amelia two glasses of wine before returning to the living room. "What brings you here? And why did you ha

The last thing Olivia expected in the early mornings of work that day was to find out that her best friend was secretly associated with Amelia. It could mean nothing, but with the suspicions circling Amelia at the moment, Olivia had very high doubts about this completely meaning nothing. No, she didn't think it meant nothing. Amelia and Lisa didn't know each other as far as she was concerned, which meant that Lisa's contact info was saved on Amelia's phone for a reason.Olivia stared at the phone in front of her, unsure of what to make of it. She didn't want to believe that her own best friend was friends with someone who clearly despised her very existence. "Maybe it's just a little coincidence." She argued even though it was clear she was lying to herself. From the call log, Lisa was clearly one of Amelia's frequently contacted numbers. That couldn’t be a coincidence. "You're joking right? You don't seriously believe that, do you?" Michael asked, hoping that Olivia was genuinely p

Alexander's POV Doctor Harrington arrived sooner than we had expected. And without wasting a second, he got straight to work. In less than ten minutes, my cast was off, and the next twenty minutes was spent examining my legs and teaching me how to walk again. I didn't quite get a hang of the walking part, but Dr Harrington promised me that with constant practice I should be back on my feet like any regular human."It might take weeks, months even, but with steady practice he'll walk perfectly fine again. Shall I recommend a trainer?""No, I think we can handle things on our own here." I replied with a smile, one that mirrored the enormous joy I felt at the moment. "You're in good hands, Heather is a capable student of mine. I'm certain you'll be alright." Dr Harrington commented before picking up his suitcase. "Have a nice day Mr Forger, you too Heather." "Thank you for everything." Heather said to the doctor who merely smiled before exiting the room. Heather turned towards me, and

Alexander's POV The last three months had been the longest of my entire life. I woke up each day feeling more eager to use my legs than the previous day. The days had been slow, and while they hadn't been the best days of my life, I was sure things were about to change soon. "Dr Harrington will be here in less than an hour." Heather informed the minute she got off the phone. A bright smile crossed my face as I drew in a deep breath. Finally I would be able to use my legs after a full year and a couple months. Although I could stand and take a few steps now, I never really pushed it. The last thing I wanted were complications, I didn't want to wait even a day more to get these bandages and restrictions off. "Thank you, Heather." I whispered as I pulled her closer for a light kiss on the lips. Her cheeks turned pink just before she tossed her face out of my view. She was still a bit shy around me, but compared to her first week, she had really grown—both on me, and emotionally too.

Heather's POV I remained still, mouth agape, and completely unsure of how to react to what I had just heard. Was Alexander playing games with me, or did he really mean the words that had just left his mouth? Has his father really done such a thing? And who on earth was this cousin of his?"I don't want you to worry about any of this, it's nothing to me anymore, so don't let it bother you." Alexander added, but at that moment it was clear that he was trying to convince himself that nothing serious had happened. But this was definitely something to be worried about, and a lot more than he was treating it. Sure, he mentioned not believing everything his father had said, but exactly didn't mean that those words were lies. And if by chance they weren't, that meant that Alexander now had people who might be after his life. "Are you going to tell the police about this?" I inquired in a shaky voice, one that Alexander couldn't have missed because he soon wheeled closer to hold my hand. Gent

Heather's POV "Pack whatever you need, we're leaving now!" Those were the first things Alexander said to me the moment he entered the room. He was visibly annoyed, and even though I had questions, I diligently obeyed to avoid angering him the more."Is there a reason we're leaving? You just got back from the hospital, shouldn't you rest a little bit—""Just get your things ready and stop asking questions!" He scolded me. "Okay." I whispered, hurt by his words and tone. Alexander didn't seem to care, he was clearly blinded by rage and didn't want to share his pain with me. It didn't take long for me to be done with packing, I didn't have much anyway. "I'm ready." I announced to Alex who could visibly see that I was ready. He let out a tired sigh before finally replying to me."Wait in the car, I'll be with you soon." "Is everything alright—""Just wait in the car Heather. I'm alright, don't worry about me." Alexander interrupted calmly. His tone was a lot calmer now, but I could s

Alexander's POV I watched as the tiredness disappeared from my father's eyes the moment he seemed to realize where I was headed with everything. "W..what am I supposed to do with this?" He stammered before tossing them right back at me dramatically. "You got legs worked on, congratulations I guess—" "Don't act dumb!" I cautioned him sharply, my tone blunt and devoid of any emotion that might suggest that I wasn't being dead serious at the moment. "You consulted those doctors, you said they were the best of the best. So explain that!" I raged on, my finger pointed at the envelope in his grasp. "There's nothing to explain here. Dr Harrington was just better than them.. it's just luck..." It might be true that Dr Harrington was simply more qualified than the other doctors, but even doctor Harrington had confirmed that a well trained orthopedist would handle the surgery without much difficulty. So unless all of the doctors my father had called in the past were all illiterates,

Alexander's POV The last seven days were undoubtedly the longest and most boring seven days of my entire life. Sure, I had company whenever Heather was around, but the moment she was gone it felt like a graveyard here. There was nothing to do but lie down and stare at the ceilings all day long. And when I wasn't staring at the ceiling, I was glaring at the setting sun on my wheelchair, wondering when I'd be able to stand and watch it like I used to before.However, today was the day I was to be discharged. And after completing my check up, and the necessary documents, I was wheeled towards the awaiting car outside by Heather who had come extra early today.She was a cheerful and hardworking lady, and although we barely knew anything about each other at the moment, I had a feeling that things would change the moment I got back home. It felt good to feel the bright morning sun on my skin once again, but above all it felt good to be going home. The happiness was evident, the smile on m