Novels by CJ Fantasies

{Martha’s POV}I walked further into the room, stopping where Rachel sat next to Mrs. Evans, her face buried in her hands. Nathan knelt beside her, rubbing her back in an attempt to console her as she continued sobbing.“She hates me, Brother!" Rachel wailed, lifting her tear-streaked face. "She’s been trying to steal my husband, she terminated my contract with your company, and now she wants to make me a laughingstock!""I’m sorry this is happening, Rachel," Nathan soothed. "I promise I’ll do everything I can to have the video taken down."I bit my lip, fighting back my irritation as I stepped closer."Rachel, I’m sorry this happened," I murmured, keeping my voice low. Nathan glanced up at me with sympathy in his eyes, but Mrs. Evans didn’t even spare me a glance.Rachel lifted her head, her expression twisting in disgust. I let a small, smug smile slip before masking it with feigned concern."I’m sorry if you think I’m against you because of everything that’s happened lately," I con

{Martha's POV}The next morning, I woke up before the sun had fully risen, its golden light barely peeking over the horizon. I slipped out of bed and made my way to Nathan’s door, standing hesitantly in front of the oak panels.After everything that had happened yesterday, Nathan’s anger, my guilt, there wasn’t much I could do now except apologize.I took a steady breath and knocked softly. No response. I knocked again, waiting a little longer, but still, nothing.Just as I reached for the handle, the door creaked open, revealing Nathan standing before me.His eyes met mine, softer than I had imagined all night. I thought he would avoid me or greet me with a frown, but instead, his expression was warm, almost comforting."I… I…" I stammered, lowering my gaze to the floor. My nails dug into my palms as I struggled to find my voice."You don’t have to apologize again, my love," Nathan’s calm voice pulled my gaze back to his. "You’re the CEO anyway, but…""Whatever I do from now on, I’ll

{Martha's POV}After a long bath, I walked down the stairs in a blue sweatshirt and leather pants, my hair pulled up into a ponytail with soft curls cascading over my shoulder. The living room was quiet, though I could hear Mrs. Evans and Carolina chatting in the kitchen, their conversation punctuated by the soft clinking of ceramic plates.I settled onto the couch, tucking my legs beneath me as I reached for the remote. I wanted to watch a rom-com, any kind I could find. It had been so long since I’d let myself unwind like that.But just as I switched on the TV, the living room door slid open. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Nathan walk in, carrying a small dark blue bag.I stood up immediately, rushing toward him, and we wrapped each other in a comforting embrace.Resting my head against his broad shoulder, I inhaled his familiar scent, a mix of warm musk and summer air. I had missed him so much. The last three days we’d spent together had mostly been him insisting that I rest an

{Martha's POV}I handed my bag and jacket to Carolina before walking toward Mrs. Evans and Peter. The atmosphere in the room was heavy, as if the air had suddenly thinned, or maybe that was just how I perceived it.Peter sat calmly, a worried expression plastered on his face, while Mrs. Evans had a slight arch in her brow. I spared Peter a brief glance before making my way to Mrs. Evans, taking a seat beside her."Martha, how was work today?" Mrs. Evans asked with a warm smile, though her gaze flickered toward Peter."All good," I replied, making an effort not to look in his direction. Mrs. Evans gave me a subtle knowing look before turning back to Peter."Mr. Henderson, I apologize for any inconvenience the cancellation of the investment contract may have caused," she said, and Peter’s gaze snapped to her. "We've been waiting for Martha to arrive so we could see if there's anything she can do."I swallowed hard, heat rising in my chest as I waited to see where this conversation was h

{Martha's POV}I had just finished wrapping things up in the office and was about to leave when Hendrix opened the car door for me. Just as I was about to step inside, the sharp clicking of heels on the pavement made me pause."Martha, how dare you?!"Rachel’s voice cut through the air like a blade. Before I could react, she lunged toward me, almost jabbing me in the ribs, but Hendrix was quick, he grabbed her arm, pulling her away before she could make contact.I turned in shock, my eyes widening at the sheer rage radiating from her. I hadn't expected her to react like this. Her face was flushed red, her breaths short and ragged. If I said I saw smoke coming out of her ears and nostrils, I wouldn’t be lying."Is this your way of getting back at us?" she cried, her voice trembling with fury. Her eyes glistened, on the verge of spilling tears. Her outburst had drawn attention, and soon enough, several employees rushed outside to witness the commotion.I blinked, feigning confusion. "Ra

{Martha's POV}I settled into my chair the moment I stepped into my office, my fingers drumming against the desk as I picked up a blue file and skimmed through it."This is going to be my comeback, Henderson," I murmured with a smirk before dropping the file back onto the table.The sound of the door opening made me look up expectantly, almost hoping Peter Henderson had walked in already, but it was too soon. Instead, Hendrix entered, holding the file Brea had just been carrying not long ago."Miss Evans, here are the termination documents for the Henderson," he said, extending the file to me.I took it from him, flipping through the pages briefly before setting it down."Alright, I'll call you if I need anything else," I told him. He nodded softly before turning and walking toward the door.My gaze lingered on the file, the smile on my lips unwavering, until a deep voice snapped me out of my thoughts.I looked up to see Peter Henderson striding into my office, dressed in a brown shir

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