Novels by Choco .B .

HospitalBEEP… BEEP… BEEP…“Her vitals are crashing! We’re losing her!” a nurse shouted.“Charge the defibrillator again!” the doctor barked, sweat dripping from his forehead.Inside the room, the heart rate monitor let out a single, dreadful tone. The line on the screen went flat.“Time of death… 11:47 PM,” the doctor said softly, his voice heavy with regret.The team stood in silence, the weight of failure pressing down on them.~The Courtroom~The gavel slammed down.“Miguel Salvador, you are hereby sentenced to ten years imprisonment for your crimes, including multiple counts of murder and organized crime,” the judge declared, his voice firm.Miguel stood expressionless as the words sank in. His mind wasn’t in the courtroom; it was back in that room. Joanna’s lifeless body haunted him.The media cameras flashed, capturing every moment as the guards led him away in chains. He didn’t resist. His heart and soul had died with her.The Salvador family were in pain to lose a daughter in

The dark clouds loomed overhead as Gio and the boys parked just a few distance away from the target location.The location was desolate, surrounded by trees, and eerily quiet. Miguel looked at the darkened building in the distance. It was surrounded by armed guards, pacing with purposeGio turned to him, his face grim. “Boss, it’s worse than we thought. The place is crawling with guards. And these aren’t amateurs—they look trained.”Miguel gritted his teeth, gripping the handle of his gun. “She’s in there, Gio. I don’t care if the devil himself is guarding that place. I’m getting Joanna back.”Gio gave a firm nod. “Alright, Boss. We’ll flank from the side. But stay sharp. They’ll be expecting us.”Miguel and the team moved swiftly through the trees. The faint moonlight illuminated the grim determination on their faces. They reached the edge of the property and cut through the fence silently, slipping inside.As they approached the house, a figure stepped out—a man with a rifle. Befor

Joanna stormed out of the house, her heart racing and her mind clouded with anger and confusion. The cool evening breeze brushed against her face, but it did little to calm her.“How could he?” she muttered to herself as she walked aimlessly down the sidewalk. Her thoughts churned, replaying Miguel’s words and Nelly’s message over and over.The streets were quiet, the faint glow of streetlights illuminating her path. She had no idea where she was going; she just needed to clear her head.Suddenly, a black car pulled up beside her, its tires screeching softly against the pavement. Joanna froze, her instincts telling her something wasn’t right. The back door swung open, and a figure in black stepped out.“Joanna Salvador?” the figure asked.Before she could respond or run, strong arms grabbed her. She screamed, thrashing wildly, but her captors were too strong.“Let me go!” she cried, kicking at the air.A cloth was pressed over her nose and mouth, and a sickly-sweet smell filled her se

Some weeks later, Miguel was seated behind his desk in his office, reviewing a stack of documents. His focus was sharp as always, the air around him heavy with authority. A soft knock at the door broke his concentration.“Come in,” he said, his tone clipped.His personal assistant stepped in. She was efficient and professional, always ensuring everything ran smoothly for him. But today, there was a hesitancy in her eyes that caught Miguel’s attention.“Sir,” she began, her hands clutching a tablet. “There’s a lady in the lobby asking to see you.”Miguel raised an eyebrow. “I don’t recall scheduling any meetings. Who is she?”She hesitated. “She says her name is Nelly.”At the mention of the name, Miguel’s expression hardened. He leaned back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest.“Nelly,” he repeated, his voice cold. “What does she want?”“She didn’t say,” His assistant replied, her voice cautious. “But she insisted it’s urgent.”Miguel let out a slow breath, his jaw tighteni

Miguel fixed his tie as he remained in the corridor. He looked at his watch. "Joanna, are you prepared at this point?" he called."Nearly!" Joanna yelled back from the room. "Five additional minutes!"Miguel chuckled delicately to himself. "You said that ten minutes prior!""I mean it this time!" Joanna's voice was perky.Miguel shook his head with a smile and went to walk ground floor. Alfred, the head servant, was cleaning a silver plate close to the front entryway."Alfred," Miguel said, halting. "Everything prepared?""Indeed, sir," Alfred answered, standing straight. "The vehicle is ready, and the security group is ready."Miguel gestured. "Great. This evening needs to flawlessly go.""Obviously, sir," Alfred said, bowing.At that point, Joanna showed up at the highest point of the flight of stairs. Her streaming dress sparkled as she slipped."How do I look?" she asked, turning a little to flaunt her outfit.Miguel's grin enlarged. "Awesome," he said. "As usual."Joanna become

Miguel pulled into the driveway of his mansion.Miguel and Joanna entered their home, the butler immediately appearing to greet them. "Welcome home, sir and madam," the butler said, bowing slightly in deference."Thank you, Alfred," Miguel replied, his voice stern. "We've got a dinner to attend later, but I think we'll need a little time to prepare first.""Of course, sir," Alfred said, his tone respectful. "I will ensure the car is ready when you require it."Miguel nodded, turning to Joanna with a smile.Joanna smiled back at her husband, her eyes gleaming. "I think I'll go and get ready in the bedroom," she said, her voice light. "I don't want to keep you waiting too long."Miguel grinned, his hand gently brushing her cheek. "Take your time, my love," he said, his voice smooth and affectionate. "I'll be in my home office for a bit. I need to finish up some work before we leave."Joanna nodded, her smile still shining.Joanna made her way to the bedroom, her thoughts already dancing

By having him so close to me again, I feel like I can become someone good enough for both of us. "Just be careful around him," Madeline says. "I know you…Tiffany. Please be careful." "I shouldn't fall in love with him?" I tease because we both know that I am hopelessly in love with Larry who is

I square my shoulders and look at her dead in the eyes. “I don’t care about anything else, Sweets. I want you to be someone I can be myself with. I want to protect you, love you, and ache for you. I want to be the man that you seek for. Please let me be that for you…for us.” Is This Real?

Larry I pass her the chocolates and she opens it and takes one out. She bites from it and closes her eyes to savor the sweet taste. “Do you like it?” I ask. She nods. “You have good taste. Try it with me, Larry.” We sit together on the couch in the living room and I take one of the chocolat

I actually atop breathing and a shiver runs down my spine when I hear this because, somehow, I know it might be the truth and me clinging onto old memories and what ifs and maybes are because I can’t get over leaving again. “Hard truth, Tiffany?” Laurene asks but she doesn’t wait for an answer. “

I raise my cup and lean forward. We are sitting in a circle so it makes it easy for me to look from either of the friends here with me. “What should we toast to?” Laurene licks her lips and raises her glass too. “To us being the most creative friends on the East Coast.” “To our reunion!” Brynn s

Tiffany I go to visit Laurene at her place to tell her about what has been happening. "I don't support you leaving Adrian for whatever you are doing!" She says to me. "Is that why you gave him my number and where to find me?" I ask. I'm still angry that she did but when I ask this, I am not r

Mia stood in front of the full-length mirror, smoothing her hands over the wedding gown that hugged her body perfectly. She still couldn’t believe this was happening—her wedding to Lord Bryan.Mrs. Johnson, Bryan’s mother, stood beside her, admiration shining in her eyes. “You look breathtaking, my dear. This dress was made for you.”Mia bit her lip, turning slightly to examine the intricate lace details cascading down her back. “You really think so?”Mrs. Johnson chuckled. “Oh, absolutely. And trust me, my son won’t be able to take his eyes off you.”Mia blushed, warmth flooding her cheeks. After all these years, Bryan still had that effect on her. The way he looked at her, touched her, made her feel like the most precious thing in the world.Just then, the boutique door opened, and Clara, Mia’s best friend for three years, came rushing in. They had met at the supermarket and became friends after bumping into each other and their groceries spilling over.“Mia! You have to see the c

The night was heavy with tension as Bryan led his men into the underground tunnels beneath the city. The air was damp, filled with the scent of oil, metal, and the distant echo of dripping water. The dim glow of scattered lanterns barely illuminated their path, casting long shadows against the cold stone walls. This was a place only the most dangerous men knew existed—a world beneath the world, ruled by those who thrived in darkness.Philip walked beside Bryan, his gun in his grip, eyes scanning every corner. They weren’t alone. Figures emerged from the shadows—men with scarred faces and dead eyes, members of the underground mafia. They moved silently, their presence heavy with menace.A tall man with a thick beard and a jagged scar across his cheek stepped forward. His voice was low, gravelly.“Lord Bryan,” he acknowledged. “You don’t come here unless it’s war.” He says with a small smirk playing on his lips.Bryan’s jaw tightened. “It is. There’s war!”The man smirked, revealin

The mansion stood eerily silent as the black SUVs pulled up to the entrance. The gates were wide open, the security system disabled. Something was wrong.Bryan’s heart pounded violently against his ribcage as he pushed the door open and stepped out of the car. Philip was right behind him, his gun already drawn.The driveway was littered with bodies—his men, the people who had sworn to protect his home. Some lay motionless, while others groaned in pain, their hands pressed against gunshot wounds. Blood stained the marble steps leading to the grand entrance.Bryan’s breath came in short, sharp bursts. His mind screamed at him to move, to find Mia and his mother, but his legs felt frozen. His worst nightmare had come true.Philip crouched beside one of the wounded guards, gripping his shoulder. “What happened? Where are they?”The man coughed, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. “They… they came out of nowhere. We thought it was just another security check, but then… then

Bryan stood frozen, his body rigid as the zipped-up body bags were carried away. His mind refused to process the reality before him. Lincoln. Raymond. Gone. The weight of it was suffocating. His pulse thundered in his ears, drowning out the frantic voices around him.Philip’s grip on his arm tightened. “ lord Bryan.” His voice was steady, but there was an urgency behind it. “We need to move.”Bryan couldn’t move. His legs felt cemented to the ground.“Lord Bryan,” Philip said again, firmer this time. “We don’t have time. The people who did this are still out there.”That snapped him out of his trance. He turned sharply, his entire body going rigid. The women—they were gone. He scanned the crowd, searching for any sign of them, but it was as if they had vanished into thin air.His fists clenched. “Where are they?”Philip exhaled sharply. “They slipped out the moment this happened.”Bryan’s chest burned. This wasn’t random. It wasn’t an accident. It was a message.His phone buzzed in

The ride back to the hotel was suffocating. The silence inside the van was thick, pressing down on everyone like a heavy weight. Bryan sat at the back, his jaw clenched so tightly it hurt. His pulse was still erratic, his hands curled into fists on his lap. Every time he blinked, flashes of what had just happened replayed in his mind—the gunshots, the chaos, the panic.It wasn’t something new to him, but then, he was never expecting it at his concert.Philip was in the front seat, his sharp eyes scanning the streets through the windshield. Lincoln and Raymond sat across from Bryan, their usual easygoing demeanor nowhere in sight. Instead, they were both staring blankly, lost in their thoughts.Nobody spoke.When the van finally pulled up in front of the hotel, security was already waiting. The guards were on high alert, their gazes sweeping the area for any signs of trouble. As Bryan stepped out, he exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. The grandeur of the hotel—its

Bryan stepped out of the elevator and into the grand hotel lobby, adjusting his jacket as he walked toward the entrance. The space was buzzing with soft music, elegant chandeliers casting a golden glow over the pristine marble floor. His eyes immediately landed on Lincoln and Raymond, who were already waiting with the man assigned to take them around.Lincoln, as usual, was the first to react when he saw Bryan approaching.“Damn, bro!” Lincoln grinned, stepping forward and giving Bryan’s outfit an exaggerated once-over. “You look like you just walked straight out of a fashion magazine. Our manager really outdid himself this time.”Raymond, standing beside him with his arms crossed, nodded in agreement. “For once, I gotta admit he got it right. These outfits are fire.”Bryan smirked slightly. “You just realized he knows what he’s doing?”Raymond chuckled. “Man, I always knew, but you know me, I love to act like I don’t. Gotta keep the man humble.”The guy who was supposed to take t

Mira’s POV“She, she does not look like she is okay.” I am trying so hard to control myself, to not react, I know I should not be reacting. She has tried to murder me twice and I still have an atom of sympathy for her. Rowan, Lucian,Damien and Kai, I can feel their eyes on me. I know why they are staring at me so intently. They are afraid that I will give in again. I am determined to make them know that I can be that Queen. For some reason, I see Serena talking. I sweep my eyes across the crowd trying to pinpoint the exact person she is speaking with. I see nobody. “Who is she talking to?” I throw my questions to Rowan, Lucian, Kai and Damien. “It could be a fake stage play. She is dramatic as hell.” Kai answers me with a shrug of his shoulders. “I do not think she is just being dramatic. There is more to her actions than just drama. Should we ask him to stop?”“She might just be asking for that.” Damien says. “Truly, that could be the purpose of this her unnecessary drama. Ser

Serena’s POVI clench my fists in annoyance. After all of the warnings I passed to this stupid boys, they still went ahead with their dubious plan. They went ahead to make this half breed thatvhas no idea about leadership. I sneer as I stare at them. I sincerely wonder how they intend to continue with the clan that has a wolfless wolf as it’s queen. “Do not forget the deal. You are to kill her today Serena. Else whatever circumstances you face, you have only yourself to blame.” The voice whispers to me. “You never make mistakes in sentences. You’re going to prolong my life? Or you will prevent them from killing me today?”“Yes, I have decided to give you extra time to rising her off for me. Her mother was just as difficult. Hence the pardon.”“But if you fail, Serena, you will be sent back to your father’s clan, an object of ridicule. I hope I have made myself clear?” “Yes, thank you for the extra grace. I will make sure to finish her off this time around. I still have plans to f

Serena’s POV“What? What is he talking about Rowan?” I take steps backward, I am not ready to be there. “He is talking about the current things, Serena. And stop moving.” He stops me from moving backward with his fingers. “What do you mean the current things? You dethrone another person and immediately you crown another woman as your queen?” I am trying to hard not to let tears flow from my eyes. “Your mind runs far wider than your legs Mira. How on the Blackwood clan did your mind rush to that bizarre thought?” Lucian asks me with a smile. Do they not understand the implications of their action?“One of those scary men in your council is about to crown another queen!” Just hearing myself saying that sentence kills me. I know fully well that I had promised myself not to love the brothers but having them do this is just out of line. “Before you jump to conclusions madame, make sure you ask questions. It’s not going to kill you, you know?” Kai says. He has a stupid smirk hanging o

Mira’s POV“I’m merely carrying out instructions Luna Mira.” For some sudden reason, she seems irritated. I try to take my kind off it over and over again but nothing seems to be working. “Exactly what orders are you carrying out? And from whom?” “Luna Mira, please accept my pardon. I was strictly informed to not disclose this, I was only instructed to do nothing but my job and nothing more.” Her eyes stay focused on my zip. “You address me as your Luna and yet you keep things from me. Right before my presence, you are trying to shift things under the carpet.”“Should I not penalize you?” I’m starting to really get annoyed.“I deeply apologize for my actions. It was mainly due to my workload. It is heavily loaded due to the event.” She lifts her eye from the zip and turns it back when our eyes meet together.“What event? Serena’s dethronement? Are they making it a big deal?” My fingers starts shaking. “It has to be made a big deal. The event after that is an even bigger deal.”

Mira’s POV“I’m merely carrying out instructions Luna Mira.” For some sudden reason, she seems irritated. I try to take my kind off it over and over again but nothing seems to be working. “Exactly what orders are you carrying out? And from whom?” “Luna Mira, please accept my pardon. I was strictly informed to not disclose this, I was only instructed to do nothing but my job and nothing more.” Her eyes stay focused on my zip. “You address me as your Luna and yet you keep things from me. Right before my presence, you are trying to shift things under the carpet.”“Should I not penalize you?” I’m starting to really get annoyed.“I deeply apologize for my actions. It was mainly due to my workload. It is heavily loaded due to the event.” She lifts her eye from the zip and turns it back when our eyes meet together.“What event? Serena’s dethronement? Are they making it a big deal?” My fingers starts shaking. “It has to be made a big deal. The event after that is an even bigger deal.”

Mira’s POV“No! Please! This is enough.” Serena begs everybody. “You do not tell the council the punishment befitting of you. You should have thought about the repercussions of your actions before carrying them out. You have no one else to blame for your situation.” Rowan says. “Alpha Rowan.”“That’s enough. Proceed.” The look on their faces gives no room for arguments. “The second punishment the council has decided to skate out for you is to have the members of the clan escort you round the clan talking about your deeds.”“I refuse. You have already taken my title. This is too much.” She grits her teeth. “Say one more word refuting your punishment by the upper council and we’d make you walk round the entire clan naked.” Rowan is the one talking. “No other punishment?” Kai asks. “No, Alpha Kai. We as a council have decided to restrain her punishment to this two. Hopefully, she will learn a great deal from the both.” The man that has been reading the entire thing says. “She bett