Novels by CJ Fantasies

{Martha's POV}"Good morning, my queen," Nathan whispered against my ear, his lips brushing my cheek in a feather-light kiss. His voice, deep and husky with sleep, sent a shiver down my spine. I stirred, my lashes fluttering open to meet the soft glow of the morning sun filtering through the curtains."Morning, my love," I murmured sleepily, turning onto my side to face him. A slow smile spread across my lips as he cupped my cheek, his warmth seeping into my skin. He leaned in, pressing a gentle peck to my forehead before pushing himself up from the bed.I stretched, my arms reaching over my head as a deep sigh escaped my lips. For the first time in seven years, I felt truly free, as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. No more battles, no more struggles, I had finally reclaimed what was rightfully mine. And best of all, I was engaged to the most loving, handsome man in the world. Everything was exactly as I had dreamed.Nathan stood by the window, the golden sunlight castin

{Martha's POV}“Thank you, Michael,” Nathan said as he exchanged a handshake with him.I sat there, unmoving, as if I had been glued to my seat. The courtroom was nearly empty now, people filing out in hushed murmurs. I had won. I had fought for justice and reclaimed what was taken from me. But instead of triumph, a hollow ache settled deep within my chest. What I truly longed for, what would have made this victory complete, was seeing my beloved parents again.The bitter truth cut through me like a blade. I had allowed the man who planned their deaths into my life. I had loved him. I had let him and his family treat me like nothing. And now, even though justice had been served, my heart still bled.“Come on,” Carolina’s voice broke through my haze as she positioned herself behind me. “You won the case, Martha. Peter Henderson is finally going to pay for everything he took from you.”I turned to her and forced a thin-lipped smile. “Yes, I won,” I murmured, my voice distant, detached.

{Martha's POV}The blaring sound of my phone shattered the peaceful silence of the early morning. I groaned, rolling over and burying my face into the warmth of Nathan’s chest, hoping the caller would give up. But the ringing persisted, shrill and unrelenting.Nathan stirred beside me, his arm tightening around my waist as he let out a soft sigh. “My love,” he murmured sleepily, pressing a gentle kiss to my temple. “Your phone.”I groaned again, reluctantly stretching my hand toward the nightstand. Without glancing at the caller ID, I grabbed the phone and pressed it against my ear.“Hello?” I mumbled, my voice thick with sleep.“Good morning, Martha.”The familiar voice sent a jolt through my body, instantly dispelling the last traces of drowsiness. My breath caught in my throat. Peter.I sat up abruptly, the sheets pooling around my waist as my pulse quickened. After the incident at the Henderson's mansion and the call to court. Peter and I had never spoke to each other, at some poi

{Martha’s POV}“Come on, let me take you to the room so you can rest,” Nathan said as we pulled away from the hug.I let out a deep sigh, exhaustion settling in as he stood and took my hand. His touch was warm, reassuring, the kind of steady presence I needed right now.“Don’t let this bother you,” he murmured as we made our way toward the stairs. “I’ll talk to Michael about it. While you rest, he and I will continue the investigation.”I squeezed his hand, my voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you so much.”Nathan glanced down at me, his expression firm with certainty. “Peter will get what he deserves, my love. I promise you.”His words carried so much conviction that, for a moment, I almost believed justice was inevitable.When we reached the bedroom, I settled onto the bed, the soft mattress cradling my tired body. Nathan lay beside me, pulling me close until my head rested against his chest. His steady heartbeat beneath my ear was soothing, grounding me in a way nothing else cou

{Martha’s POV}I took a deep breath as my body sank into the plush cushions of the living room couch. A wave of relief washed over me, the familiar scent of home wrapping around me like a warm embrace.I had missed this place, the way the soft glow of the chandelier made everything feel safe, the quiet hum of the city outside the windows, the warmth that lived in these walls. And I also had missed staying in the same roof with Nathan. “I’ll tell Carolina to prepare tea for you,” Nathan murmured, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on my cheek. His lips were warm, lingering for just a moment before he straightened and made his way to the kitchen.I watched him disappear around the corner, my heart aching in a way I couldn’t quite describe.Leaning my head against the armrest, I let my eyes flutter shut, allowing the exhaustion to settle. But just as I began to relax, the vibration of my phone in my pocket snapped me back to reality.I frowned, fishing it out and glancing at the screen.

{Martha's POV}I sat on the couch, gripping the hem of my sweater tightly, trying to suppress the weakness coursing through my body. My limbs felt heavy, exhaustion tugging at me, and the urge to go back to bed was almost unbearable.Nathan's eyes were fixed on me, concern evident in his gaze. “What’s wrong?” he asked after a moment, his voice softer than I expected.I hesitated, shifting slightly under his scrutiny. This Nathan, this gentle, caring version of him, was different from the man who had once pushed me away, convinced that I had no place in his life. The change in him was undeniable.Before I could answer, he stood and crossed the small distance between us. When he reached me, he took my hand in his, his grip warm and reassuring. A shiver ran through me, not from the cold, but from the comforting heat of his touch.His thumb brushed against my knuckles before he reached up, resting his palm lightly against my forehead. His touch was tender, his fingers lingering as if he c

•Juliet POV•"Mommy, are you awake?" Jace’s voice came through, pulling me out of sleep. I opened my eyes and saw him leaning close to me, his blue eyes peering into mine with curiosity.I smiled and pulled him close. He rested his head on my chest while I patted him softly on the back. "Yes, baby," I muttered, closing my eyes once more.The pain in my head had subsided, even the ache in my chest. There was calmness, one I never wanted to leave. I tried not to think of anything else and focused on my son laying on my chest. I brushed my hand through his curly hair, feeling the softness of it, with the sweet smell of lavender and vanilla coming from it."Mommy, I’m happy to have you as my mom," Jace said softly, and my eyes snapped open in surprise."My baby," I smiled, and Jace lifted his head to peek at my face. "Why do you say that?"He smiled as I sat up slowly. "Because other kids in my school, their moms don’t have time to cuddle them and buy them Legos."I smiled. "Really? How d

•Juliet POV•I felt like I was spinning, my head pounding, my heart beating faster than normal. The only thing holding me up was the last bit of strength I had left in my body.“Juliet, please don’t let this make you sick,” Edward murmured as he pulled me closer into his arms. “Don’t think about it too much.”“Why wouldn’t I?” I mumbled into his shoulder. “I feel hurt. I’m in so much pain.”Edward’s hand rubbed gently around my back, steady and calming. “I know how you’re feeling. I might not know how you started this company, but I feel the pain of betrayal.”“What have I done to deserve this, Edward?” I cried, my voice barely holding together. “Why is it that everyone I trust always ends up betraying me? Do I deserve it?”“My love, you don’t,” Edward said softly, pulling me back just enough to wipe my tears with his palm. His other hand cupped my chin, lifting it slightly. “You don’t deserve any of the bad things happening lately. You deserve better.”He hugged me again, holding me

•Juliet POV•I wrapped my arms over my chest as I stared at the view of the city, tears rolling down my face. I couldn’t believe this, everything felt like a bad nightmare I was caught in, and no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t wake up from it.The cold coming from the air conditioner in the office seeped into my skin, like tiny needles prickling my pulse. I let out a raspy breath as my mind drifted to my past with James. I remembered how I had found his behavior strange back then... and yet I still fell for it.“You’re such a fool,” I muttered to myself, my voice low and bitter. “If you’d stuck to your gut, maybe this wouldn’t have happened.”I sniffled and wiped my tears with my palm, feeling an ache deep in my chest. I rubbed my hand against my forehead like it would ease the pain building inside me.“Jules, I need to talk to you.” Vera’s voice came through, pulling me out of the storm of my thoughts. She knocked lightly on the door, turning the knob. I heard her try to open it

•Edward POV•I watched as Juliet walked out without looking back. Her shoulders were slightly hunched, and even though she tried to hold herself together, I could hear her soft sniffles fading down the hallway. I could only imagine how she must’ve been feeling right now.Every of her attempt to get her company back in business was failing. I sighed, shoving my hand through my hair as my mind spun, thinking of the next move to take.Rona sat in front of her monitor, eyes glued to the screen like she was waiting for just one positive comment to pop up. But none came, her face tightened in frustration before she groaned and slammed the laptop shut, standing up sharply.Vera stood not far from me, typing quickly on her phone, her brows furrowed in focus.Then my gaze drifted to Dora.I let it linger there, narrowing my eyes a little. She wore that same calm, supportive look. If Eric hadn’t told me what he saw, she would’ve been the last person I’d suspect. That’s what made it sting even m

•Juliet POV•I crouched to Jace’s level and brushed my hand against his curly hair that fell to his forehead before pulling him close for a hug. He wrapped his hands around my neck.“Be good for Mommy, okay?” I whispered.Jace smiled when we pulled out of the hug, nodding softly. “Okay, Mommy.”I smiled back and then turned to Mila, who was standing close to us with her backpack hung on her shoulder. “And you too, Mila,” I said, taking her hand softly.“Okay, Miss Ryder,” she said cheerfully, and I straightened up, watching as Jace and Mila walked down to the entrance of school.I kept my eyes on them until I could no longer see them. My chest tightened a little before I finally turned toward Vera, who was standing by the car, leaning against it while scrolling through her phone.“I can’t say this is good, after the government shut down the company for investigation,” Vera mumbled, staring at her phone screen. “The comments online have finally died down.”I walked over slowly, my hand

•Edward POV•I pulled Juliet close in a cuddle as I kissed her on the forehead. She was still fast asleep, and seeing how peaceful she was sleeping made me smile.I gently shifted from her and stood up from the bed, thinking of what to do. It’s been days since Jace’s perfume incident, and even though it seems like we're getting close to figuring things out, I feel uncertain about it.I shoved my hand through my hair and walked over to the nightstand. I picked up my phone and checked the time before dropping it back. I needed to get dressed and check on how far Eric had gone with investigating.By the time I got out of the bathroom and pulled on a black shirt and black pants, Juliet stirred from sleep and sat up, staring at me with sleepy eyes.“Good morning, my love,” she mumbled as she stretched her hand to the nightstand to grab her phone.“How are you feeling this morning?” I asked as I walked over to meet her. I placed a soft kiss on her forehead and lips before walking over to ge

{Enzo POV}My eyes stayed on Naomi as she moved slightly under my gaze. I didn’t know why she quivered whenever I looked at her. It almost made me feel like a monster, that I wasn’t.I ran my eyes over her again before signaling for the priest to begin the wedding vows. The priest cleared his throat, voice echoing through the hall. My gaze didn’t leave Naomi even once while he read from the book in his hand. My focus was locked on her, making sure she wouldn’t do something stupid while everyone was watching.Then the priest turned to me. “Do you, Enzo Vitale, take Naomi Ray as your lawfully wedded wife?”“I do,” I muttered, my eyes still pinned on her. I had to keep my gaze there. One wrong move and this entire thing would blow up.It was her turn and the looked towards her direction, his voice filled the room once again. “Miss Ray, do you take Enzo Vitale as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sic

{Naomi POV} A slight knock on the door woke me out of sleep. I turned, groaning softly as I gripped the nearest pillow and clutched it close. The softness made me sink back into it, my eyes still closed, already drifting back to sleep. But then came the creaking sound of the door opening, followed by footsteps. I groaned louder this time, forcing my eyes open as I sat up, glaring at whoever dared to ruin my peace. “What’s with the noise? Can’t I at least enjoy my sleep? Must you make everything difficult, Enzo?” I muttered, rubbing at my eyes. My gaze landed on a young lady dressed in a maid uniform. She was holding a box big enough to size me if I got squashed in. Behind her stood another lady, dressed in a black and white corporate outfit, arms folded, watching me with a serious face. “I’m sorry, ma’am,” the maid said quickly. “Mr. Vitale asked that we get you ready for the wedding on time.” “Wedding?” I repeated, confused for a second. Then it hit me, like someone had sl

{Naomi POV}“Hm, uh...” I stammered, trying to speak, but my words tumbled out in pure gibberish. I stepped back from Enzo, my breath shaky. “I... I need to see my mom.”Enzo stared at me like he was calculating the easiest route to kill me. His expression was flat, dangerous. He didn’t offer a single word, and every time our eyes met, I felt like disappearing right there, melting into the floor.“I had to sneak out,” I muttered under my breath, my gaze falling to his fists, balled up tight, his knuckles slightly pale from the force. “You wouldn’t let me see her if I asked.”“I thought I gave you an instruction,” he growled, voice sharp like broken glass. “Do not leave the room!”I opened my mouth, heart in my throat, but before I could explain, his hand shot out and grabbed mine. His grip was rough, his skin cold against mine. He pulled me behind him like I wasn’t even there, like I was just something attached to his hand.The spot where he held me burned, I winced but didn’t struggl

{Naomi POV}Enzo walked up slowly, his presence heavy like a storm cloud rolling in. The moment he reached me, he slid his hand around my waist, pulling me flush against him. My skin crawled under his touch.Enzo’s voice was harsh as he looked at the guy. “Don’t you dare threaten my fiancée, Brian!”Brian. I blinked up, glancing between them.Brian’s eyes narrowed, but he scoffed in response. “Your fiancée,” he repeated, looking away briefly before meeting Enzo’s gaze again. “How come I’ve never seen her before? Why haven’t you introduced her until now?” His lip curled like he’d just tasted something bitter. “So desperate for the inheritance, huh, Enzo? You probably hired a cheap slut to play wife.”My jaw clenched, heat rushing up my neck in anger. But before I could say anything, Enzo’s grip tightened slightly, his fingers digging into my side.“Mind your words, Brian or I might remind you of your place,” he said coldly.Brian’s eyes shifted to me, his angry stare sharp, but Enzo di

{Naomi POV}Enzo’s hand loosened around my wrist as we kept walking further up the stairs, but it didn’t ease my nerves one bit. My skin still tingled where he’d been holding me, and not in a good way. I looked over at him, biting the inside of my cheek.Why do I feel like this is going to be my life now? Him dragging me around in front of guests like some trophy wife, pretending this is all normal.I shifted my hand, trying to pull it free from his grip, but the moment I moved, his fingers tightened again like steel wrapped in skin. His head snapped toward me, eyes cold and sharp. “What are you trying to do? Have you forgotten our terms and conditions so soon?”My heart jumped. I swallowed hard, heat rushing up my neck like a steam train about to blow. “Terms and conditions?” I asked quietly, my eyes flicking around as we stepped into a quieter hallway away from all the whispers and stares. “If this is really just a marriage contract, then we don’t have to hold hands when no one’s wa

{Enzo POV}The hushed sound of guests in the hall echoed through the place, followed by the soft clicking of glasses as I climbed down the stairs.Their gazes fell in my direction. I knew exactly what they were all expecting. Ever since my father's death, all they’ve done is whisper about his will. Their curiosity about who between my stepbrother and I would get married first had become their topmost priority. Tonight, I’ve decided to silence their whispers."Mr. Vitale, what a pleasant surprise to have you show yourself to us," an elderly man in a grey suit stepped forward, his fake smile stretched too wide. "You must have something in store for us.""Don’t get your hopes high, Mr. Benard. I hate too many compliments," I muttered and walked past him.Fake compliments. I knew them very well these days. Ever since the night my father was assassinated right in front of my eyes, nothing felt real anymore. I still couldn’t clear my head of the image of the masked figure, the gloves, and t

Varg’s POV“Daddy, Mommy said we’re leaving,” Moon’s tiny voice chimed as she padded across the living room, her soft curls bouncing with each step.I smiled down at her, reaching out to lift her onto my lap. She curled against my chest, her warmth settling something deep inside me.“Yes, sweetheart,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “We’re going to the Moon Pack, where your mommy came from.”Bethany entered the room, pushing her father’s wheelchair, her expression composed yet tinged with something unspoken. She settled onto the couch across from me, her eyes steady as she met mine.“Varg,” Tommy said with quiet certainty, “I know you’re going to be a great leader. It’s always been in you, and I’m glad you finally get to step into that role.”I exhaled, a slow, relieved breath. “I just hope things turn out right from now on,” I admitted. The weight of responsibility was still settling over me, but with Thanos gone, the darkness that had loomed over us for so long h

Lyra’s POVA deep voice swept into my subconscious, pulling me from the edge of sleep. I turned the other way, but the cold seeped deeper into my body. My arms wrapped tightly around myself, but it did little to stop the shivers racking through me.I knew I should get up and go to the room, but I couldn't, not when I knew Varg wasn’t there. The bed would feel just as cold, just as empty.A familiar warmth surrounded me suddenly, strong arms lifting me effortlessly. Before I could fully wake, my body was cradled against a solid chest, and a familiar scent wrapped around me like a shield against the cold.My eyes snapped open. “Varg?“He didn't offer a word and carried me down the hallway, his grip firm but careful, his expression unreadable. I let my head rest against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my ear.When we reached the bedroom, Varg placed me gently on the bed and pulled the blankets over me, tucking them securely around my shoulders.The warm

Lyra’s POV"Bethany… Bethany," I called softly, reaching out to touch her shoulder. But she didn’t flinch. She remained still, lost in her thoughts, her numbness beginning to frighten me."It’s okay," I whispered, kneeling beside her. "Please, let’s go inside before you catch a cold."She lifted her head slowly, her eyes filled with unspeakable pain, but she didn’t move."Please listen to me, Bethany," I pleaded. "I don’t want you getting sick, for your sake and for the baby’s."Her gaze flickered at me for a moment before lowering to the ground. She had been sitting in the exact spot where Lucian had fallen, even though his body was no longer there."Lyra, I don’t think I can survive this," she murmured, her voice fragile, her tears sliding down her pale cheeks. "Why did Lucian had to leave me now that we were planning of getting married?"If only I had an answer. If only I could give her the comfort she so desperately needed. But I couldn’t. I didn’t even have it for myself.Ever si

Varg's POV The urgency in Jacob’s voice sent a sharp prickle down my spine. Something was definitely wrong, but I couldn’t quite place what it was. Maybe Jacob had figured out who the traitor was and needed me there before delivering punishment.“What’s the problem?” Tommy asked, noticing the worried expression on my face.“Just got a call from Jacob. I need to return to the mansion,” I replied absentmindedly, my voice sounding hollow.“Then you have to go. Don’t worry, you can visit whenever you want. And don’t forget what we discussed.” Tommy gave me an encouraging look, but it barely registered in my mind.I glanced at my phone, staring at the multiple missed calls from Lyra. A strange feeling crept up my spine, but I brushed it off.I stood up. “Thanks for your time, Tommy. I understand if you don’t want Lucian to know where you are. But it would really be nice if he knew.”“I’ll tell him when all this is over,” Bethany said as she walked in, handing Tommy a tea mug. “But for now

Lyra’s POVThanos’s voice slithered through my mind like a snake, his words sharp and taunting."Oh, this is exactly what I wanted."His laughter echoed through my head, sending a shiver down my spine. I had never truly tried using the mind link before, not like this. But now, in this moment, it felt like he was inside my head, his presence pressing against my thoughts like a dark cloud."I’ve got you where I wanted, and now you can’t run away from me."A snarl ripped through my throat, my teeth clashing together in a vicious warning. My wolf burned with rage, ready to lunge, but before I could move, a massive force crashed into me from behind.I barely had time to register the weight before I was slammed into the ground, my breath knocked from my lungs. The world spun, dirt and leaves sticking to my fur as a heavy body pinned me down.A deep growl rumbled above me as I realized it was Harold in his wolf form.I thrashed, my claws digging into the ground as I tried to buck him off, bu

Lyra’s POVBile rose in my throat as I stood frozen at the sight before me. Thanos stood tall, his presence menacing, flanked by five wolves with eyes that glowed in the dim moonlight. He was toying with us, drawing this out, knowing full well that Lucian was alone and outnumbered.Lucian held his ground, his jaw clenched, but I could sense his unease. He was strong, but against Thanos and five of his wolves? He wouldn't last.I needed to do something.My gaze darted around the living room, searching for my phone. It lay on the couch, its screen reflecting the dim glow of the chandelier above. I rushed over, snatching it up, and quickly dialed Varg’s number.It rang, a breath of relief left me. If Varg could get here in time, we had a chance. But then it went into voicemail.I cursed under my breath and tried again. Once, twice, three times, nothing.My fingers tightened around the phone before I hurled it onto the couch in frustration. My mind spun, searching for another plan, anothe