Novels by Pheobe

Epilogue(Author’s pov) The afternoon sun streamed through the windows, casting golden lights across the room. Selene sat on the bed, her laptop was open and her fingers flew over the keys as she responded to emails. Her work demanded her attention too much these days, but it was difficult to concentrate when Ethan was running around the house like a whirlwind. The little boy had energy that never seemed to run out. He kicked his small red ball against the walls and let out triumphant cheers when it bounced back, then ran after it with wild excitement. Selene had gotten the ball for him on his 3rd birthday and ever since, the boy had turned it into his companion and his father hadn’t stopped talking about how he was going to be the best football player in the world. His tiny feet thudded against the floor and along with his squeals of excitement, Selene was frustrated. She didn’t know how else to caution him and had already gotten tired. "Ethan, slow down!" Selene called, he

Selene’s Pov; I kept hearing voices, some were familiar and others, unfamiliar, but what enraged me was that I couldn’t tell whom the voices belonged to. My eyes fluttered open slowly after a while and I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the blinding light in the room. The room was unfamiliar and I glanced around, trying to recall how I got here. The ceiling glowed with the harsh fluorescent light. The sharp scent of antiseptic burned my nose, the rhythmic beeping of a monitor filled the silence around me and my body ached, as if I had been torn apart and stitched back together. I tried to move but my legs didn’t respond and panic rose to my chest. I sucked in a sharp breath, my hands moving to my thighs. My fingers trembled as they pressed against my thighs and then my knees, nothing. No sensation, no movement. Nothing at all! A strangled noise escaped my throat as I tried again, harder this time, but my legs remained dead weight beneath me. No, no, no. My heart slammed

Author’s Pov; Logan glanced around quickly, his breath came in ragged gasps as he sprinted through the prison corridor. His palms were slick with sweat, and his heart raced, but that didn’t stop him. This was his moment. This was the perfect opportunity and this time, he was going to ensure that he was successful. But fate had other plans for him.Just as he reached the gates, someone yanked him back. "Going somewhere?" The warden’s voice was taunting. He had been watching the man and knew that he was up to no good. Turns out he was right. Logan gritted his teeth, trying to pull himself out of the man’s grip, but it was useless. Within seconds, two more guards tackled him to the ground, pressing his face into the cold floor. "Son of…" Logan growled, struggling against their grip. "Shut it," one of the guards barked, twisting Logan’s arms painfully behind his back. "You really thought you could buy your way out this time?" Logan chuckled darkly, despite the pain. "Do you ev

Selene's POV The doors opened, and the soft melody of the piano filled the small chapel. My heart pounded so hard I thought everyone could hear it. I took a deep breath, but it didn’t help much. My hands felt empty without someone holding them. I had dreamed of this day since I was a little girl, but in those dreams, I never imagined walking down the aisle alone. I had imagined my father to be the one ushering me down the aisle in my glistering and beautiful wedding gown and then into the hands of my husband but I guessed everything happens for a reason. I gripped my bouquet tighter and took my first step. My mother sat in the front row, smiling at me with teary eyes. Jakob’s parents sat beside her, their faces warm and kind. Martha gave me a thumbs-up. Sean nodded, his face serious, but I knew he was happy for me. Julie was grinning, whispering something to her boyfriend, everyone looked at me with love and support, but the empty space beside me was too loud, I was not supposed

Author's POV Two weeks had gone past since they returned to the country. It had been a hard time, keeping memories of sorrow; joy, however, was to remain valid for this night. Jakob and Selene’s parents sat together for dinner, sharing laughter and memories in a great camaraderie of friendship. Summer warm, one could hear names and clinking of glasses and rejoicings. Jakob surveyed the table. He breathed in once. “I want to say something, there is something very important I would like to say.” The attention of the room shifted to him. Selene appeared sweetly and placed her hand on his. He lifted his glass. “But before I say what I have to say, first of all let us take this toast,” he paused as they all took their glass of wine, " To family.” “To family!” Everyone chimed in and raised their glasses. Jakob looked on smiling. “I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for all of you. You have been my backbone, my strength. You pulled me out of the deep waters. Selene’s father..” J

Author's POV Mia planted herself on the cold bench within the jail cell and tapped her fingers against the metallic bars, letting out a huffed breath as she pulled out the tiny phone she had hidden in her pocket and moved her fingers quickly to dial Jacob's number. She needed to act fast before the prison guards on duty came to check on her and caught her, being without a phone was the worst thing that could ever happen to her in this cruel place. She cleared her throat and she mentally went on the words she was going to say to Jakob. The phone rang: once, twice, three times, and then he finally picked up, his voice barely above a whisper. "What do you want, Mia? How were you able to call me anyways?" She swallowed hard, pressing the phone closer. "Jakob, listen, I don't have much time so you have to listen to me attentively. I need you to get me out of here." Silence. Then a small chuckle. "You need me to do what?" Mia clenched her teeth. "Bail me out, Jakob! I shouldn't b

Charlotte:It has been about 2 hours since Xavier left my room but I just couldn't bring myself to believe what he told me. I thought it was going to be so mad at me for ruining the party but instead he commended me for standing up for myself.My mind then drifted back to moments at the party and how some of the girls were so weird to me. They behaved like they knew something bad about me or as if I hurt them. "Thank God most of the men were so cool, I enjoyed the party." I laid back in bed again and I suddenly began to feel grateful. I felt so grateful to Xavier for organizing such a party for my sake. It was definitely something I wasn't used to but I was so grateful for him. Since I couldn't fall asleep yet as I was thinking about Xavier and today's event, I thought to go and say hi to Xavier in his room. " I hope he is still awake," I muttered as I got up from my bed. I slipped on my footwear and walked briskly to Xavier's room. When I got to the front of his room, I started

Xavier After the call from Max, I began to feel uneasy. I just couldn't wait for every information he had on her. I just know any information I get on her will help me know how to go about helping her. I can't wait to see Charlotte be the best version of herself. I laid in bed with my eyes wide open and I just stared at the ceilings for about an hour. Suddenly, a thought struck me "Why can't I just instruct Max to come over tonight?" I asked myself as I picked up my phone to call him again. " Hey Max," I said as soon as he picked up the phone. "Is it possible for you to come over to the pack tonight?" I asked him. "uhhh," Max muttered grudgingly. There was silence from his end for the next 2 minutes and I just hoped in my head that he would give a positive response. "Okay, I will come over to the pack tonight." Max answered, breaking the silence. I heaved a sigh of relief. "Okay, I will be waiting for you." I said before getting off the phone. As soon as the call with Max w

Xavier: Proud is an understatement compared to what I felt earlier while watching Charlotte stand up for herself. I was extremely worried after watching Prisca try to humiliate me and was even ready to step in and defend her but after watching how well she handled it, I just could not stop smiling. To me, the party was a success even though Charlotte didn't make any friends as I wanted. I had no doubts Charlotte was stronger than who she thought she was and in a matter of just a few days, she has proven that to me. “You seem so happy,” Alessandro who seemed to have been watching me from a distance stated firmly with a stern face. “I am,” I replied. “My plan to make Charlotte stronger and be more confident is working.” Alessandro didn't seem thrilled to hear me talk about Charlotte but I was just too happy to care. “She stood up to Prisca at the party,” I added. “Can you believe that? Prisca looked so frightened and even apologized to her in front of everyone.” “You didn't c

Charlotte: I was tired of watching people humiliate me and treat me like I was a nobody. I didn't know how I did it but I stood up to Prisca and it felt really good. For the first time in so many years, I didn't feel helpless. As I walked into the living room with a huge smile on my face, I realized I might have just ruined Xavier’s party unknowingly and although a lot of the pack members would see that I was standing up for myself, I might have just created a bad first impression. This party was a way for me to make friends and socialise according to Xavier but I didn't think that would be possible after what had just happened. From what I noticed, many of the girls hated me while some of the men just kept flirting. My smile immediately faded as I thought about how much time and effort Xavier must have put into organizing the event and also how disappointed he must be in me. I turned my back and contemplated going back to the party for some minutes but not only was my dress

XavierWhile Charlotte still looked pretty surprised, I grabbed her hand and took her to the midst of the crowd, and everybody turned to face her."Everyone, this is Charlotte." I said, smiling."Hi Charlotte," some people in the crowd echoed, while the others pretended not to even see her. But soon, Charlotte began to socialise with almost everyone, and that made me so happy. I was so happy that I even thought to organise this for her. I hope it makes her so comfortable with everyone from now on. I noticed that from everyone that was speaking to her, the men made more efforts to socialise with her and made her laugh. That made me feel somehow, but I brushed it off immediately and thought that he was okay for her to socialise with. At least for today. I just stood in a corner and observed as everyone socialised with Charlotte. I also used the opportunity to stare at her so much. I loved what she was wearing, and she looked super beautiful today.As I stared at her intensely, Levi,

Charlotte: I blinked my eyes open to find the morning sun shining through the window. I groaned in annoyance before turning to the other side of the bed and closed my eyes again. Just then, I heard a knock on the door, "Who is it?" My voice low and rasped from sleep. I knew whoever it was wouldn't hear my question, so I lazily dragged myself out of the bed to check who was at the door. Dragging my two feet to the door, I asked again, "Who is it?" But I did not wait for a response before opening up only to see a breathtaking sight in front of me. "Oh.. Xa-- Xavier" my voice caught up in my throat. My eyes glued at his fine frame as I examined his body. He was dressed in a blue suit, white sleeves with two buttons undone, his hair comed neatly to the back. "Good morning, Charlotte " He greeted. Before I could say a word, he added. "I hope you slept well?" "Good... Good morning. Yes, I slept well." I answered, while still looking at his perfectly tailored suit. "I am happy