Novels by Folakemi Oredola

GINA"WHAT THE FUCK!""You're yelling, sweetheart," he said calmly as he leaned back on his seat and grinned sinisterly."Don't call me that!""Does that mean we don't have a deal?" he asked. "You brought negotiation to me and I've just told you my terms. You only have to do as I say and you get what you want. You could also refuse and go home empty-handed and dejected. It's your choice.""Anything but that, please," I said, feeling defeated. "I don't want to be anyone's slave.""I'm asking you to be a pet, not a slave, honey.""I am not an animal," I retorted. "Just please ask for something else other than that. Something that is within my capabilities to grant.""You have nothing else to offer me," he said coldly and gestured at the Hulk who led me here. "You can take your leave now, Miss Gina Harrington."The Hulk immediately walked over to me and started urging me to leave and when I wouldn't, he resorted to slowly dragging me away."Wait! Wait!" I yelled. "Let's talk about this!

DEVONI stared calmly at the petite woman who was Barry's daughter. The fire in her hazel eyes and the contrasting jitters in her fingers as she tried to force convince herself that she was doing the right thing, while dreading the fact that she was about to take a life.My threat only served to plunge her into turmoil as the reality of her position was dawning on her. Her life was also in danger and by taking out a gun, she was already staking her life."It isn't too late to come to an agreement," she insisted. "I'm not asking for much. Just give me father time to sort himself out and he'll pay you your money. The poor man can't leave the house because he's too scared of getting murdered!""Uh, no," I declined. "If he's too scared to leave his own house then he's nothing but a coward.""Don't you dare call my father a coward!" she yelled and cocked her gun.I smiled as I did a once over of her.Dressed in a simple knee-length black dress, her petite yet curvy figure shone through and

GINAI sat at what seemed to be the living room of the vs vsvmansion where the boss of the Bloody Fangs mafia group, Devon Fenrir lived. It also seems to be the group's headquarters.I thought we lived in affluence but this mansion dwarfed ours in more ways than one.A large and expansive living room with a high ceiling, golden chandeliers, large paintings with inscriptions of a language I don't understand on them, golden furnitures that glittered under the rays of sunlight coming through the windows.Beyond it were flights of stairs leading to tow wings of the mansion and I could see a lot of activity on them, with people who I believe re workers walking up and down the stairs as they performed their respective tasks.The beauty of the mansion would have been even more appealing if I didn't know the true nature of its master."The ugliest things always hide their true nature in the most beautiful shells," I muttered as I sat patiently in wait for my audience.Soon I heard footsteps w

DEVON"Just another boring day," I sighed as I signed off on a few papers and laid back on my seat.Who knew being at the top would be so boring. The process of rising to the top was a lot more interesting than this. It makes me want to bring everything I've built down and start over again.I picked up the ornamental dagger on my table and unsheathed the blade, revealing its crystal clear and reflective surface.The blade's edges were dulled as expected of an ornamental blade but they were my favourite weapon. Even more valuable than a gun.A knock on the door drew my attention and the door opened before I could give permission for whoever it was to enter."James," I said as my second in command walked in. His hulking 6'5 frame standing imposingly with his head bowed."Good morning, Alpha," he greeted.My eyes glowed at the greeting."What brings you here?" I asked. "Last time I checked, you were on a mission.""I completely my mission, Alpha," he said. "I also happen to have your par

GINA"Gina, hurry up!" my mother, Kate Harrionce-overled. "We'll be late for the ball if you take any longer.""Don't blame this on me, mom," I retorted as I hurried down the stairs. "You just came out have your room.""There's no need to argue, ladies," my dad, Barry Harrington said as he placed a hand on my shoulder. "My queen and princess are looking quite lovely."I smiled at his compliment."You look great too, dad.""And this took me less than thirty minutes to assemble," he said. "You both took at least an hour.""Oh, come on," I rolled my eyes as I walked away from him and joined my mom. "You just told us not to argue about that.""I never said I wouldn't," he shrugged with a smile."Well, we're late," mom said. "Let's hurry."We strolled out of our luxurious mansion where a plethora of cars waited for us in a convoy.I looked through the option of cars.My parents always let me pick the car whenever we went out together."What would it be today, sweetheart?" Dad asked."The B