Novels by Angelwrites

Then, we both spoke at once."I think—" he started."You should—" I began.We both stopped, realizing we had spoken simultaneously. He smiled wryly. "You go first."I shook my head. "No, I think it's best I listen. Mine will come in later."His stares were becoming intense, so I lowered my gaze, unsure of what to say. He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt this pile up of emotions as he drew nearer.Without thinking, I reached out, taking his hand, feeling the spark of connection in my heart's pulse. Bryan managed to give my hand a gentle squeeze."My lawyer was able to recover my companies from Jasper," he announced. "Unfortunately, Jasper didn't put up a fight."I looked up at him. "That's good news, Bry."He nodded. "Yes, and I've also placed the companies in the hands of one of my trusted shareholders. He'll take care of them."I felt this sadness, knowing he wouldn't be there to oversee his business empire anymore. "How long will you be here?" I asked abruptly,

QUINN'S POVThe ride home was very quiet, the most reserved ride I’ve ever had. I couldn’t hear a dime. I might have been present, but everything about my spirit, soul and body was absent.It hurts so much that I blame myself for being so hard on him all this while. The times he’d drop gifts and letters at my doorstep consistently every day. It might not have been a great ride, but Bryan loved me more than anyone else in this world would have. No words, no whimpering, just my eyes flowing with unending tears. “Quinn, you need to stop crying,” Eva advised, breaking the silence.But I couldn't. "I will never get over this pain I’m feeling" I confessed. “He’s all that I have.”“Now I feel bad that you never acknowledged me. I’ve been with you through what? Thick and thin and Bryan’s all you have?” Her words struck me and I could feel the pain in her voice.“I’m sorry Eva, that’s not what I meant. It’s just that…." My tone turned apologetic but she quickly hushed me.“Shhh_ I’m here for

-----------------"Whose child?" Quinn pressed, her brow furrowed in confusion.Thornton hesitated before speaking. "Your father, Sutherland, had a romantic affair with his second cousin, which resulted in your birth."Quinn and I gasped in unison. "What?" we exclaimed, shock and disbelief laced on our faces.Thornton continued, his voice filled with sadness. "He did marry your mother, despite the families being against them. I suppose it's because he loved her. I found out about their relationship because my first wife was a friend of your mother's."Officer Maddie's eyes widened in surprise. "What in heaven's name is going on here?" she asked, her voice firm, but I could tell she was confused.Thornton's expression turned cold. "When I threatened to expose Sutherland's secret if he dared to speak a word about Braxton's murder, he was terrified. He feared for his reputation and kept quiet all these years."Quinn's face twisted in anger and hurt. "His reputation? That's all he cared ab

BRYAN'S POVWe walked into the police station, hand in hand, with Eva following close behind. "Excuse me," I said to one of the officers, "we'd like to speak with the officer in charge of Jasper Brown's investigation."The officer looked at us, obviously recognizing me, and asked us to wait. He stepped away for a minute before returning to escort us to a private room.Eva opted to wait outside, so we left her in the lobby. Inside the room, we met a lady who looked barely above middle age. "Hi, I'm Bryan Braxton, and this is _"Quinn Sutherland." She continued."We have information about Jasper Brown and his accomplice, Mr. Thornton that we would love to share with you."The officer, whose name tag read "Officer Maddie," looked at us with interest. "What kind of information?" she asked.We stared at each other and I spoke up. "We would like to be recorded."Officer Maddie nodded. "I see. Well, we've had Mr. Brown in custody, and we could use any additional information you can provide.

QUINN'S POVEva and I were still reeling from the shock of Matt's betrayal, lost in our own thoughts, when the doorbell rang again. I let out a frustrated sigh and made my way to the front door angrily."I thought I asked you to leave, Matt!" I yelled, but my voice trailed off as I took in the figure standing before me. It was Bryan."Matt?" he repeated, his brow furrowed in confusion. "Matt was here?"I nodded silently, still trying to process the sudden change in events. As I gazed at Bryan, I couldn't help but notice how worn out he looked. His eyes seemed sunken, and his face was laced with deep lines. This wasn't the stern, looking Bryan I had grown accustomed to; this was the Bryan I remembered from my childhood.I gulped down the huge form of saliva in my mouth. It took everything in me to not jump on him right now and hug him so tightly. I missed him so much. Bryan's eyes scanned me from head to toe, taking in my almost invisible baby bump. I felt a flutter in my chest as our

QUINN'S POVEva's voice broke the silence. "Did you know Jasper was involved in such terrible things?"I paused, thinking back to the times Jasper and I spent together. He had been so charming and perfect, leaving no hints about his dark secrets.I shook my head, "I had no idea," I replied. "He seemed like the perfect gentleman."Eva nodded in approval. "Exactly! That's what makes it so scary. He is so good at hiding his true nature. However, when he spiked your drink and food, that was a sign of a drug dealer. Trying to force himself on you was also a sign of a rapist. I'm glad you had nothing to do with him in the end. I can't imagine _"I felt a shiver run down my spine as I remembered that night. "I did sleep with him," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper cutting her short.Eva's eyes widened in shock. "Are you saying...," she gasped, "Is he the father of your baby?" she asked, her voice trembling.I quickly shook my head. "No, no, it's not that. It's just that... I don't r

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