Novels by Angelwrites

BRYAN’S POV"I want to go home," she whispered.Exactly what I had imagined.Always running away when necessary, my grip on her tightened. I couldn't let her go. Not now, not ever."I'll never let you go," I muttered, my voice barely audible.Quinn's eyes widened, and she tried to push away, but I held firm."Bryan?" she muttered, her voice low and soothing.I didn't answer. I couldn't. My mind was racing with thoughts of losing her again.Why did she always want to leave? Didn't she understand that I have suffered enough, waiting so long for her?I knew her family had come to her for help. They have no option but Quinn. This time, I am ready. I will clear all obstacles, and make sure nothing stands in our way.I'll show her she's mine. I'll make her fall in love with me, no matter what it takes.My eyes locked onto hers, and I saw the fear creeping in. But I knew it was mixed with something else – an attraction.She feels it too. She just doesn't know it yet.————————-EVA’S POVAs I

I watched as Bryan made his way over to a tall sleek man who looked like he was in his late twenties, clapping him on the back and saying something in his ear.The man nodded in approval, looking like he was trying to make a quick escape. But before he could, Bryan grabbed the microphone again."And now, ladies and gentlemen," he called, "It's time to bring out the real entertainment."The room erupted into another round of cheers and catcalls as a group of strippers appeared from the shadows, dressed in lingerie and thong outfits. They made their way to the stage, where they began to dance and perform.I watched in disgust, feeling like I was trapped in some kind of bad dream. This was not the kind of place I wanted to be, and I definitely didn't want to be here with Bryan and his sleazy friends. It reminded me of the reason I avoided the VIP lounge on most occasions.But I was stuck there, at least for the rest of the night. And who knew what other surprises Bryan had in store for

QUINN'S POVI sat in the car, fiddling with my black glasses as I stared out at the sea of mourners gathered outside. Today is the day we say our final goodbyes to my father, the man who had once been the head of Sutherland Corporation.The company that Bryan now owned, and it is ironic that its investors had come crawling back after the ownership had been passed. The company was now one of the top three influential private businesses, and it seemed that his efforts would live on, even if he wasn't around to see it.I sat there, I couldn't help but think about mom. She is the reason I decided to attend this funeral, despite my reservations. She loved him, despite his flaws and all, and I knew that she would want me to be there for her today.I adjusted my scarf, making sure that it was securely in place. I managed to keep a low profile over the years, avoiding the blogs and the prying eyes of the public. Only a handful of people knew that I was my father's half-daughter, and I intende

QUINN'S POVI sat in the car, fiddling with my black glasses as I stared out at the sea of mourners gathered outside. Today is the day we say our final goodbyes to my father, the man who had once been the head of Sutherland Corporation.The company that Bryan now owned, and it is ironic that its investors had come crawling back after the ownership had been passed. The company was now one of the top three influential private businesses, and it seemed that his efforts would live on, even if he wasn't around to see it.I sat there, I couldn't help but think about mom. She is the reason I decided to attend this funeral, despite my reservations. She loved him, despite his flaws and all, and I knew that she would want me to be there for her today.I adjusted my scarf, making sure that it was securely in place. I managed to keep a low profile over the years, avoiding the blogs and the prying eyes of the public. Only a handful of people knew that I was my father's half-daughter, and I intende

I gasped, my eyes snapping open in surprise. "Bryan, what are you doing?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.He looked up at me, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Just relax yourself, my love," he urged.I felt a shiver run down my spine as he continued to suck on my toes. It was a strange sensation, but it was also strangely erotic.As he moved his mouth up my legs, I felt my desire growing. I reached out and grabbed his hair, pulling him closer to me."Bryan, please," I whispered, my voice urgent with need.He looked up at me, his eyes burning with desire. "Please what, my love?" he asked, his voice low and husky.I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I looked at him. "I need you," I whispered, my voice barely audible."No! I need you to be my bride." He spat, and I wondered if we weren't already together. Is he requesting my approval right now ?--------------Bryan's eyes grew aggressive as he pulled me closer. His mouth went straight to my neck. I shivered from the effect."

QUINN'S POVI sat in the car, fiddling with my black glasses as I stared out at the sea of mourners gathered outside. Today is the day we say our final goodbyes to my father, the man who had once been the head of Sutherland Corporation.The company that Bryan now owned, and it is ironic that its investors had come crawling back after the ownership had been passed. The company was now one of the top three influential private businesses, and it seemed that his efforts would live on, even if he wasn't around to see it.I sat there, I couldn't help but think about mom. She is the reason I decided to attend this funeral, despite my reservations. She loved him, despite his flaws and all, and I knew that she would want me to be there for her today.I adjusted my scarf, making sure that it was securely in place. I managed to keep a low profile over the years, avoiding the blogs and the prying eyes of the public. Only a handful of people knew that I was my father's half-daughter, and I intended

MASON'S POV"What do you want?" my voice betrayed my caution.Her lips curled into a seductive smile, sending a shiver down my spine. "A taste... a massage bookings with you," she purred, her tone playful yet laced with undertones.I hesitated, unsure of what to make of her request."Done, I'll come," I agreed, trying to sound casual despite my growing unease.As I turned to leave, Sophia's voice stopped me dead in my tracks. "Not so fast."She held out her phone, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Put your number in."I typed in my number, feeling a sense of unease. What had I just gotten myself into?With the phone returned to Sophia, I hastily exited the room, my mind wandering.I feel like I'd just made a deal with a siren?I reshuffled my shirts and hastened towards Natalie’s voice.“What took you so long?” She inquired, her voice laced with a hint of playful annoyance.“ I’m sorry baby, I kind of...umm lost my way”Natalie’s expression softened. “It’s okay, come on, Mom’s been as

I trembled with the new sensation crumbling before me. He hadn’t even touched me yet, but my body responded.I closed my eyes immediately, struggling to regain composure. My heart pounded like it would explode.I struggled to cover my mouth, to stifle my moans with my hands until I yelled in surprise. Did he just pinch me right there?A painful sensation indeed. Before I could process the shock, his face disappeared between my legs. A single deliberate lick sent shivers across my body. I cursed out loudly, “Damn!” as he expertly used two of his fingers to perfectly part my swollen lips, focusing on the Popsicle between them.He gave me another lick, and I shivered again, this time suppressing my moans. I tilted my head to the side.What was he doing to my body and soul?“You taste so, so good” he moaned as he settled down, taking in all of my popsicles and sucking deep at a relentless pace.Panic set in as I struggled to gain control.I reached for his head in an attempt to pull him a

CHRISTIANA POVI know I wanted to see Mason again, but not like this.The betrayal silently hit me as I hurriedly made my way to exit the ballroom. I hope that he followed me.I quickened my steps and swiftly entered into one of the rooms. Hiding by the door. Hoping that he was going to show up.Thank Goodness, I heard footsteps coming in. I peered and it was him. Mason.When he got closer to where I stood, I yanked him over into the dimly lit room I was hiding.“Mason” I called. Shock was written all over his face.We stood face to face in silence, our eyes locked in surprise.“What are you doing here?” I demanded, trying to process the unexpected encounter.“You’re Natalie’s cousin? He asked, almost at the same time as me.Our questions hung in the air. My eyes flashed with anger. “What! Does it matter?” I inquired.“It matters” he snatched my arms. “Natalie’s my girlfriend and you’re not going to ever mention our encounter to her.”I yanked my arms away. ”And if I do? She’d be pleas

MASON’S POVI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie for what felt like the hundredth time. Natalie helped me pick out this navy blue suit, and I have to admit, I looked good in it."Hey, handsome," Natalie called out from the bedroom. "Ready to make a statement?"I turned to see her emerging in that stunning emerald green gown. My jaw dropped."You look breathtaking, Nat."She smiled, her eyes sparkling. "You don't look so bad yourself."We exchanged a tender kiss, and I felt my nerves settle. Tonight was about supporting Natalie and meeting her family and I needed to do my best.As we headed downstairs, Natalie's phone buzzed in my pocket with a text from Rachel:"See you soon! Can't wait to meet Mason."What has she been telling her?Her hand found mine, her grip tightening. "You're going to do great," she whispered.I took a deep breath, focusing on her reassurance._Party Arrival_We arrived at the luxurious venue, and the valet took our car.As we stepped into the grand

NATALIE’S POVI gazed at Mason, his strong jawline and piercing eyes still making my heart skip a beat.I met Mason, at a charity gala, of all places. His humility and kindness stood out amiss with the pretentious crowd. We bonded over our shared passion for art, and I was captivated by his genuine smile.Mason, was an aspiring artist. He had a way of seeing the world that I had never experienced before. His simplicity and authenticity drew me in, and I knew I wanted to be with him.Fast-forward to two years later, and we were still waxing strong. Mason had become my rock, my confidant, and my best friend.As I looked at him now, lounging on our couch, his eyebrows furrowed in curiosity."You’ve been staring at me for a while now." "What’s on your mind?" He asked and I laughed, playing coy.“Staring at you? “No way please” I added, feigning ignorance.“Hmmm, or do you want some sugar? He asked, pulling me close, his hands wrapping around my waist.I giggled, trying to unwrap his hands

CHRISTIANA’S POVI settled into his arms, savoring the warmth and comfort it gave me.“Thank you for arranging that encounter with Mason” I said, my voice laced with appreciation.“I wanted to spice things between us, my dear, nothing more,” he added.I nodded in understanding, that was very thoughtful of him. If I were to be very honest,“You could have joined us, you know, Mason was..…satisfactorily” I teased, choosing my words carefully.Chief Gavin's gaze intensified "I’m glad you enjoyed yourself". But let’s keep things in perspective. "He was a one-time distraction, and nothing more."I nodded hastily, not wanting to get him pissed, aware of the boundaries.“Of course, baby. I know exactly what this is, I whispered, brushing my lips against his.Just then, my phone rang. It was Sophia, my best friend.“I promised her I’d be at her place tonight.” I explained, with pleading eyes.“I’ve missed her and I really need her company right now.”With a pleading face, I looked over at my