Novels by Anielle Walter

Blue's POV:I thought I was getting better. I really did. I lay in bed replaying everything, trying to see what happened. I looked to see where everything went wrong. Why my life had to be soo miserable.All these years, Tom stripped away myself layer by layer until even my bones had no trace of my personality. I lost sight of the girl I used to be.The problem was that I wanted to be Loved so badly. I couldn't tell it wasn't love. "You're so much better than that" Damian's words clinged to my heart.I tossed and turned my mind refusing to settle. Every time I closed my eye all I could see was Damian. The way his lips had felt on mine, soft yet insistent, sent shivers down my spine.My body had responded in ways I hadn't expected igniting a warmth that lingered long after the kiss ended. It was just too much to handle.With a frustrated sigh. I swung my legs over the side of the bed. My heart racing as I made my way to the kitchen. Water. That's what I needed, I picked a bottle the co

Blue's POV"Do you have sex with my dad?" Nora asked her voice cutting through the cheerful ambiance like a knife. I nearly chocked on my drink, wide eyed, taken aback "what?" The question hung in the air surreal and heavy. This was not a conversation I expected to have over boba with an eight year old."Sexual intercourse" she elaborated her tone causally that I felt a mix of disbelief and shock. How did this little girl know about such things?Nora noticed the worried look on my face "Everyone in this generation knows a thing or two about sex Blue, no need to overthink this" she said standing up from her seat. "Besides you don't have to answer if you're uncomfortable".I opened my mouth to respond but no words came. I didn't want to lie, but the truth felt to complicated to explain to a child. After our outing, my mind raced with thoughts of how to bring this up to Damian.How do you tell a father that his daughter is curious whether her nanny is sleeping with him?. How did she eve

Nora POV:As I stared out the car window, the California sun cast a golden glow over everything making tye streets shimmer like magic. Mr Thompson, my chauffeur kept his eyes glued to the road but my mind was racing with thoughts of what had happened to Blue. And then I saw a flash of her dark brown hair swaying as she was walking down the side walk."Stop!" I shouted, the excitement bubbling up inside me. Mr Thompson hit the brakes asn I jumped out before he could even say a word.I hurried towards Blue my hands on my hips trying to look serious. Though couldn't help the smile tugging at the corner of my mouth."Aren't you meant to be in bed, resting?" I said my voice dripping with playful authority. Blue turned around. Her surprise melting into a grin."Aren't you meant to be on your way to school?"She shot back and we both laughed the sound brightening the quiet morning."I just wanted to get a gift for someone special" she said her cheeks tinged with a hint of bashfulness."Me?" I

Damian's povThe room was cloaked in darkness, the kind that felt alive, pulsating with the tension of four heartbeats–three prisoners, one captorI leaned against the cool wall watching the scene unfold in front of me. The dim light barely illuminated Alex striking features accentuated by the flickering shadows "step within five feet of her and you're gone" he warned his voice low and menacing, a predator stalking it's prey.The three figures tied to a chair flinched at his words, their muffled cries, barely escaping the fabric binding Thier mouths.I wish I could feel sympathy for them but the disgust I felt was overwhelming. They had tried to hurt Blue. Torn apart the fragile peace she had managed to build. The irony of it all–those who should have protected her plotted her downfall. Scums.Alex yanked on the hair of Blue’s mother eliciting a cry That echoed through the room and it only solidified my resolve. The more I watched the more I realized they deserved worse.I clenched my

Damian sat in his sleek modern office ,the soft hum of the technology sounding. He was deep into a project when his personal driver, Marco called. The tone in Marco's voice as urgent, cutting through the usual calm and Damian's day."Sir, Miss Harper has been in the apartment for a while now, she notified me if she didn't come out in a few minutes I should call for help" Damian raised an eyebrow, irritation creeping into his voice "I don't remember my number being 911" he ended the call trying to redirect his focus back to the spreadsheet on his screen.But just as he settled back into his work, his phone rang " Kitty" flashed across the screen and an instilling feeling settled in his gut. Something was definitely wrong. Without hesitation he answer the call,but all he could hear was muffled sounds, please...panic.With a rapid movement, he grabbed his coat and dashed out of the office calling Marco for the location. When he arrived at the apartment building, urgency propelled him for

Damian leaned back in his chair, the dim light of the room casting shadows across his sharply defined features. The laughter that erupted from him was hearty but edged with something raw, something Blue couldn't quite place.To her it sounded crude, a ravenous noise that echoed through the tension laden air between them. "You think I'm like those horny ass men who'd do anything for a spread leg or do you think I'm that easy?" He challenged, turning his chair to face her directly."I own you, so I decide when you get into that pussy of yours."The intensity of his gaze felt like a physical weight pressuring down on her and she instinctively gulped, holding her breath as if the very air between them had thickened. "I'm sorry.. I just" Blue began but the words caught in her throat as tears streamed down her face.Confusion flickered across Damian's features, his brow furrowing in disbelief "the hell you crying for?" He asked frustrated, running a hand through his tousled hair. Sighing as