Novels by Cranium

Mulan's POV At the end of dinner, I mustered up the courage to visit my mother for the last time but each time I got to the door, I always made a u-turn. “Ugh! What am I going to do now?" I muttered, sending my teeth into my lower lips in frustration. Bidding mom farewell was the least I could do at this point but it made me look like a bad and worthless child. The more I thought of it, the more terrified I became. “Mom will never forgive me." I mouthed Shutting my eyes tightly with my head tossed backwards, I added, “If I was in her place, she would do everything within her power to make sure I got an operation but…” Tears began to roll down my eyes as my heart constricted against my chest. Several times I was tempted to call father for help but I couldn't bring myself to do it, not after the situation that had put me in. But nevertheless, I was going to get back at them no matter what happens. “You said you were going to see your mom, you’re still here." Kaiser's voice bro

Cross POVIt was dusk already, yet Mulan was yet to reach out to me, not like I expected her to do so. Foremost, I was a stand in groom for her and I was crippled; which sane girl with her amount of beauty would agree to be a bride to a cripple. That was my thought but still, I couldn't hold myself back from reaching out to her. From our conversation, I knew at once that all was not well with her and this was confirmed when she arrived a few minutes ago. Though I was worried, I didn't show. “I should help you.” She suggested as I tried to lift myself off the wheelchair. “I never solicited your help.” I snapped back at her, pulling a brown envelope to myself. When she wouldn't join me on the couch, I patted the spot next to me but she chose the couch which was adjacent, giving me ample distance. After going through the document, I passed it to her. While she read through the lines, I never allowed my eyes to leave hers even for a second as I wanted to see every bit of her emo

Mulan's POVArmed with the marriage certificate, I made my way towards my father's mansion beaming with smiles. My mother is going to live and also, we wouldn't be struggling anymore. The thought of it made my smile broaden and with each step I took, it seemed like I was walking on the air. On arrival, I quickly made my way into the living room, asking a maid to fetch my father which she did promptly. After what seemed like forever, father, Sandra and Freya appeared on the top of the stairs and together, they all began climbing downwards. Ignoring the mocking look on their faces, I pulled myself up, my hands resting on my side. “The last time you came around, I asked you to return with your husband, where is he now?” It was father who spoke. His tone was harsh and unwelcoming but I wasn't bothered by it a bit. Once I get my inheritance, I have no business with the Easton's anymore. Since the mockery was temporary, I will have to bear it until then. “I'm sorry, he couldn't com

Cross POVThough my cheek was burning with a tingling sensation, I could not raise my hand to massage it. This was the least I was expecting from Elsie who had vowed to stay by my side until the end of time. “Elsie…” I flashed her a coy smile as I reached out to her hand but she slapped me off, her face knotted in a frown.“You disgust me.” She spat in my face. “Who do you think I am? A nanny that would look after you?” She huffed. “But…” Before I could finish speaking, she emptied the glass of wine on the table on my face. “Don't you ever call me again.” She yelled and then stormed out in anger.” The murmurs that rented the air after this made me bury my head in shame as I wished for the ground to open up and swallow me immediately. If I had known this was going to be the turn of events, I would have ignored her dream proposal fantasy and did that in the comfort of my home. Not minding the looks I was receiving from the people around, I refilled my glass with some wine. “Hey,

Mulan's POVTo my delight, Tristan accepted after a brief hesitation which I fully understood. Both of us were not ready for marriage and I clearly told him if we turned out not to be compatible, we could divorce. At least, I have nothing to lose when my mother is alive, hale and hearty. Standing behind the mirror in my bedroom, I applied a bit of makeup on my face and after ensuring that I was fully prepared, I stepped out of my room. We both agreed to be at the registry by eight am for our marriage certificate but I arrived fifteen minutes earlier. When he didn't arrive at eight, I became worried, taking several glances at my wristwatch and the entrance. Half an hour past eight am, he was still yet to arrive. Unable to hold it in any longer, I dialed his phone but it was switched off. “What am I going to do now?” I muttered, biting my lower lips as I regretted my decision of waiting until Saturday before visiting the registry. “If I had chosen a date earlier, even if he doe

Mulan's POVThe look on mother's face showed she wasn't pleased with my idea but he was the last hope we had. Easton Watson was my father but I disowned him at the tender age of five as he never performed the role of a father to me and he despised mother because she was his mistress. His wife and daughter did nothing but to make our lives a living hell until we were thrown out of the boys lounge a few years ago. “Mom, I understand how you feel but Easton is our last hope.” I said in a breath, giving her hand a soft squeeze. Leaning close, I muttered, “I will go see him myself, you don't have to come with me.” “Are you sure you want to do this? I mean… Freya, your sister…” “Leave her to me.” I said and with a determined look on my face, I made my way towards the door, not giving mother a glance lest I would be discouraged. On arrival at Easton’s mansion, I took in a deep breath and ignoring the guards who tried to stop me from heading in, I made my way into the building. “What