Novels by Winistories

As Elara stepped into the hotel, a hush fell over the room. The dimly lit bar area, buzzing with murmured conversations, suddenly turned its attention to the woman who had just entered. The soft click of her heels echoed through the space, her coat draping elegantly around her shoulders. Eyes followed her, admiration and curiosity mixing in their gazes. But Elara wasn’t here to impress; she had one target—Sandy.Sitting in a secluded booth at the back, the town’s most wanted criminal, Sandy, leaned lazily against the plush seat, a smirk playing on his lips. His dark, piercing eyes locked onto her the moment she walked in. The interest in his expression was unmistakable.“Well, well,” he drawled, swirling the drink in his glass. “What brings such a beauty to my humble den?”Elara approached, keeping her expression cool, calculated. “I was looking for you,” she said smoothly, sliding into the seat opposite him.Sandy chuckled, his eyes roaming over her shamelessly. “Lucky me.” He leaned

Next Morning…Elara and Alex lay wrapped in the warmth of their blankets. The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow on Alex’s face. Elara stirred first, her eyes landing on him. He looked peaceful, his chest rising and falling in steady breaths. A soft smile played on her lips as she gently shielded his face from the sunlight with her hand. She watched him for a few moments, memorizing the way he looked—so calm, so perfect.After a while, she carefully slipped out of bed, wrapped a towel around herself, and headed for the shower. The warm water refreshed her, washing away the drowsiness of the night. By the time she returned, Alex was awake. His messy hair and lazy smile made him look even more handsome.“Good morning, baby,” he murmured, pulling her into his arms from behind.Elara chuckled, turning to face him. “A very good morning, dear. Did you sleep well?”Alex smirked. “Of course. After last night’s hard work, how could I not?”Elara blushed and playfu

The moment Alex’s patience snapped, his hands were on her. He grabbed Elara by the wrist, his grip firm but not harsh, and pulled her into the bedroom with a sense of urgency that made her pulse race. She didn’t resist—couldn’t resist. There was something in his dark, determined eyes that silenced any doubts she might have had.As soon as the door slammed shut, Alex spun her around, pinning her against it. His body pressed into hers, and she could feel the heat radiating off him. His lips crashed onto hers, claiming her in a kiss that was both demanding and possessive. Her hands instinctively reached up, clutching at his shoulders as if to steady herself.His hands weren’t gentle. They roamed her body with purpose, sliding down her sides and gripping her hips, pulling her against him. “Do you know what you’ve been doing to me?” he growled against her lips, his voice low and filled with restrained hunger. “All night, I’ve been thinking about this.”“Then don’t just think,” Elara whispe

Elara’s initial shock quickly transformed into disbelief as she noticed Alex's familiar smirk soften into something more tender. Before she could utter a word, he pulled her closer, his arms tightening around her."I’ve missed you, Elara," Alex murmured, his voice low and warm. "You didn’t think I’d stay away forever, did you?"She blinked, her emotions swirling inside her. "Alex… What are you doing here? You can’t just—"He interrupted her by brushing a strand of hair from her face. "I can’t just show up uninvited? Maybe not. But you look like you’ve been carrying the weight of the world, and I figured you could use some company."Before she could protest further, Alex gently took her hand and led her out of the apartment. "Come on. Let me take you somewhere that doesn’t feel so heavy," he said, his tone balancing teasing and sincerity.A short while later, they arrived at Elara's apartment. The cozy warmth of the space was a stark contrast to the tension she had felt all day. Alex g

Elara’s phone buzzed, the name Mr. Thornfield flashing on the screen. Her jaw tightened as she picked up the call. “You have two minutes to talk to me,” she said curtly, her tone void of emotion. Damien Thornfield’s voice was sharp, almost cutting through her composure. “Two minutes? Elara, are you out of your mind? Do you think you can dictate how I speak to you? What if you were in Tessa’s place? Would you still be this cold?” Elara exhaled sharply, forcing herself to remain calm. “Look, Mr. Thornfield, I have a lot on my plate right now. Please, leave this matter to me. Focus on the safety of your family, especially Mrs. Thornfield.” Damien’s tone shifted, suspicion lacing his words. “Why Blair, specifically? What are you implying?” Elara’s lips curved into a faint, sarcastic smile. “A wife always needs her husband’s attention. Don’t you agree, Mister?” He didn’t let her deflect. “Don’t play games with me,

As Elara read the message on her phone, her eyes filled with rage, her face growing redder by the second. Her breathing was uneven, a storm brewing inside her. Just then, the doctor entered the waiting area, his calm demeanor cutting through the tension.“Miss Elara,” he said gently, “Tessa is fine now. She’s out of danger.”Elara felt her chest loosen. Relief washed over her, and for the first time in hours, she exhaled deeply. “Thank you, Doctor,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. Without wasting another moment, she stepped outside the hospital corridor and dialed Sophia.The phone barely rang before Sophia picked up. “Yes, ma’am. What’s the next step? Should I bring him to you?” he asked, his voice steady but eager for direction.A sly smile crept onto Elara’s lips. Her smirk hinted at something far more dangerous than mere relief. “No, Sophia,” she replied smoothly, her voice dripping with confidence. “He’s just a puppet. Someone else is pulling the strings. I need t