Novels by Favy Beeee

Isadora I woke up the following morning, deep in thought. A part of me was furious, and the other exhausted.'If I wasn't weak, if they didn't think of me as weak and inexperienced, I wouldn't have been abducted', were the thoughts running through my head.The memory of the nights I spent there still haunted me- the dark, stuffy room, the muffled voices of guards, the look in Javi's eyes, the feeling of helplessness that ate at my insides. I hated it all. And most of all, I hated myself for letting it happen.I was tired of waiting around to be saved, I needed to get stronger and I needed to do it fast, and that was solely all I intended to focus on these next few days.After getting dressed, I made my way to Rafael's office. The heavy wooden doors creaked open as I stepped inside, the air thick with cigar smoke. He sat behind his desk, exhaling a slow puff of smoke as he watched me approached."You're up early," he noted, his voice low."I don't have anymore time to waste," I replie

Isadora"Why did you come so late for me?"Ivan had walked into my room, and after being silent for a while, I finally spoke, my eyes everywhere but on his face. My voice trembled as I sat on the edge of my bed, my arms wrapped around myself like a shield.Ivan, standing a few feet away, exhaled sharply. "Isadora-""You were late, Ivan," I repeated, my voice louder and cracking this time. "Do you understand how that made me feel?"He clenched his jaw. "I do."I laughed bitterly. "No, I don't think you do."I didn't look at him yet, I was afraid that if I did, I'd see nothing. No sign of remorse or regret. No guilt."I counted every second, every minute, hoping you'd come. I kept telling myself, 'Ivan is coming. He wouldn't leave me here.' But with each second that passed and you didn't come, it was hard to keep believing it." My nails dug into my arms.Ivan's entire body stiffened. But he didn't move or speak."Javi was right," I whispered as I finally looked at his face. "You didn't

Isadora"What took you so long?" I asked, my voice hoarse, weak and barely above a whisper. The silence in the room making it loud.I sat in the lounge of the safe house, my arms wrapped around myself as I tried to keep it together. I had finally been rescued, finally away from the nightmare, but my body still trembled and my face was pale.Viktor, standing a few feet away, exhaled sharply. "Isa-""What took you so long?" I repeated, my voice raised and angry, as my eyes moved from Viktor to Rafael to the others in the room. "Why did it take you so long to find me?"A long silence followed as I tried to keep it together.Rafael looked down uncomfortably, his hands running down his face. "The plan... it didn't go as expected."A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "You think I don't know that?"Viktor stepped forward, his expression hardening. "Isa, we were moving as fast we could. We were taken by surprise. We didn't expect them to get to you as fast as they did. We had eyes everywhere, bu

IsadoraI sat in the corner of the dimly lit room, the cold cement pressed against my skin.My knees were drawn to my chest, with my wrists and arms still sore from the ropes they had been bound with.The door creaked open. I didn't flinch, now already expecting the worse.Javi strolled in, slow, deliberate steps, his hands in his pockets as always. One of the guards, who they called Rico, walked in with him, leaning against the door .Javi approached me, his eyes running over me."You know, I've broken men twice your size in minutes." He stated, his voice slow and purposeful.I stared at him, a blank expression on my face.He smirked, "You're holding up really well, but I just have to ask. What exactly are you holding up for?""Surely, you don't think Ivan and your cartel members are planning a rescue mission. We've been watching them, no movement. Not even a whisper.""All you have to do is just give me the details of your supplier and arrange a meeting with them. How long do you th

IsadoraMy head throbbed violently. I had realized panic was useless, so I forced my breathing to steady.Some other men walked in."She's awake," the scarred man said as he turned towards them."Good. The boss will want to see her."The doors opened widely and the sound of heavy boots approached, as the distinct sound of a gun being dragged against an iron made my heart pound.A rough hand gripped my chin, forcing my face up. The light from the door cut through the darkness, making my eye squint."Well, well, well," a hoarse voice drawled. "The new queen finally opens her eyes. You were out for quite some time."I blinked rapidly, my vision adjusting to the dimly lit room.A man was crouched in front of me, grinning like a wide animal. He had a rough face, yellow-stained teeth and a wicked look in his eyes."Who are you?" I asked, my throat dry.The man chuckled. "Funny I should be asking you the same thing." He stood up, towering over me."You don't belong in this world, princess.

Isadora The following morning, we met at the main strategy room to discuss the plans for tonight.I sat at the center of the table, my hands clasped. Viktor and Rafael stood on opposite sides, explaining the plan.Ivan leaned against the wall, arms crossed, uninterested in the conversation; his expression still visibly displeased."We control the narrative. We let the spy think they're slipping in unnoticed, when in reality we dictate every step they make- guiding the right our hands." Viktor stated.Rafael continued, his fingers running along the blueprint of the estate on the table. "We leave one entrance 'unguarded', or make it seem like that- the west wing. They'll think it's a weak spot.""And when they take the bait?" I asked, nodding."We surround them, block off all exits, and get them alive. No one pulls a gun unless absolutely necessary. We want them alive." Viktor added."And if it goes wrong?" Ivan interjected coldly."Can you stop being negative? Don't jinx it." I said,