Novels by Cranium

Blue’s POV“Have a nice day." I said, shaking hands with all of the directors present until I got to the last. “You too." They replied. As the next chairwomen of Nexus Corporation, my father has suggested I meet with the directors before the formal introduction which was going to be held by the weekend. “We are going to help you in every little way we can." Mr. Langston said and with a smile on my lips, I nodded in appreciation. One after the other, they took their leave until I was the only one left in my office. Reclining against my table, I used my fingers to trace the corners of my name plaque, my smile growing even wider. Nine months ago, I was the wife of Caruso Milton. Fast forward to nine months later, I was the heiress of Nexus Corporation, one out of the three largest cologmerate in the country. Pushing my hair behind my ear, I plopped on my chair, a low sigh escaping from my lips as I turned on the TV. The headlines caught my attention, so I decided to keep watchin

Blue's POVWhat I had expected was, the trial was going to go on forever but to my surprise, it didn't last up to half an hour. Now, that wasn't the interesting part. Feebee kept to her promise and I was released on a bail. Surprised with the outcome of the trial, I couldn't move my feet even after the court session had been declared over. The previous night, I had already said my last prayer to my maker for a safe sojourn into the world beyond but, that wasn't going to happen anymore.At this point, I had no idea if I should be happy or sad. “I told you, I'm going to make sure you're released.” Feebeee’s voiced out, announcing her presence in the process and at once I grabbed her hand. With tears rolling down my cheeks, I tried to speak but my tongue was heavy so I couldn't move the organ. “How am I going to repay you?” I asked when I finally found my tongue. “I don't even know you yet you…” “You were accused wrongly; you don't deserve to be locked behind bars.” She shrugged.

Blue's POVIt was a week now after that incident, yet I couldn't stop thinking about Becca's last words to me. What was she talking about? Her sudden switch from being my best friend to something else was something I just couldn't comprehend no matter how much I thought about it. Sliding through the wall to the floor, I pulled my feet to my chin, the merry laughter of my prison mate from the other room filling my ear. Because of my previous status as the daughter in law of Victor Reece, I was given a private cell as I awaited my trial. According to him, that was the last thing he could do for me and he will never forgive me for killing his son’s best friend. “Breakfast is ready.” The warden said, pushing a tray into the room. “You should eat… you wouldn't want to embark on the journey of eternity with an empty stomach.” His words were followed by laughter from his colleagues. Ignoring their mocking words, I dug into my meal which I finished in a few minutes. Now pacing around

Caruso's POV This was a huge mess. How did Blue get mixed up in something like this? When the chef came running in earlier, I had just arrived at the lobby of the hotel after confirming Blue’s whereabouts from Becca, her best friend; I had just returned from a business trip when the caretaker informed me that they had been unable to get hold of Blue since the previous night. The chef kept rambling but the moment I got the message he was trying to pass, I rushed to the scene. Archer was stone dead, next to him was my wife who was trembling and covered in blood. Blue was a gentle soul, I can attest to that without batting an eyelid. I can't imagine her hurting a fly; talk less of killing a grown human who was triple her size. Cleaning her up was the first thought that came to mind but I could barely perform this before the reporters swarmed in. It wasn’t up to half an hour when the chef learnt of the situation but there were reporters on ground to take coverage. Grabbing the d

Blue’s POV“Blood.” I gasped, my eyes growing wide with fright as I tried to comprehend what was going on.The moment it ticked, I parted my lips only to let out an ear-splitting scream the next second as my heart rammed against my chest in quick successions.“No, how come? This can't be from me…” I panicked, trying to locate a bleeding spot on my body, but there was none. Neither was I feeling pain.“What’s all this about?” I muttered, turning around slowly, only to halt midway as cold chills ran down my spine.This time, I couldn't make a sound.Numbed to my brain, I fell on the floor with a thud, staring at the corpse of Archer, my husband's best friend, on the bed. His eyes, once full of life, were now wide open, staring into nothingness. A deep wound marred his chest and the sheets beneath him soaked in his blood. Still trying to comprehend what was happening, a low knock resounded in the room, and at once, my heartbeat skyrocketed.Unsure of what to do, I grabbed the duvet in

Mulan's POV The next day at work, Jax brought in a pile of files and with a huff, he dropped them on my table. “You didn't say anything when I was laying my complaint yesterday." He said, crossing his hands on his chest with his legs crossed. “What complaint?" I asked, peering at him for a while before I resumed what I was doing. “Working for a ghost boss." He spat out, a smile forming on my lips that instant. “I thought you dropped the complaint yesterday." Pouting, I added, “I give it to you, you have a knack for nagging." “Is that what you’re going to say?" He asked through his teeth. He was livid and I had no idea why he was reacting this way. “I'm used to it, I have no reason to complain.” I shrugged, making him flare up again. When he finally got down from his high horses, with a calm but firm voice, I said, "It's not as if we were with our so-called boss yesterday.” "There is no point complaining when the person you are directing your frustration to isn't there to list

Mulan's POVHis question was out of the blue. Well, the truth is, I'm mad at him.Extremely mad that I almost lost my head last night while thinking about his refusal to get a surgery. The money needed for the surgery had been settled, all that was needed was for him to give his consent and then the hospital in Germany would be contacted. "I was mad at you but not anymore.” I huffed, rolling my eyes to the back of my head. "The thing is…" He tried to explain but I didn't give him the chance, as I felt there was no point doing so. “I take your refusal as my inability to convince you on why you need to get off that wheelchair." I pouted. "Next time, I will make sure you have no choice but to give your consent. You just wait and see.” I smacked my lips as the sound of his soft laughter filtered into my ears. Smiling broadly, I said, "I'm being serious but first, let me get dinner ready.” "No, we should eat out.” He countered and before I could give my consent or refuse his sugges

Cross' POV Staring at her with my lips slightly parted, I felt my heart clench against my chest in full force. “Let's get your legs back." She said crouching next to me but I wheeled my chair away from her, grasping the tires as I began to hyperventilate.My reaction was not because I was mad at her or anything, it was solely borne out of shock. This was the first time someone had demonstrated this kind of care and attention to me despite having a family. When my family learnt I wouldn't be able to walk again, they resigned, claiming that it was my fate to be crippled while pledging to be by my side no matter what. Thanks to them, I lost interest in getting surgery coupled with my battle of topophobia. “We got into this agreement because of me." Mulan said, bringing me back to the present.“All thanks to you, my revenge plan on my family has been going on smoothly, why don't you want me to repay you back?" She said in a sing-song voice only to hear the echo of her sobs. Swirlin

Reader's POV Ethan quickly wired the money to Mulan after listening to Freya's tale. If Mulan carried out her threat of informing the prosecutors about her mother's stolen patent, the company was going to fold up. “I underestimated her." Freya's mom mumbled as she paced about the living room with her hands resting on her waist. "We just have to play by her rules until she uses up all her cards and then we will strike. “ Freya said, eliciting a nod from her mother who was also displeased. To clear her head, Freya decided to meet up with her finacé only to be faced with an embarrassment she never expected. Despite honking loudly to get the attention of the security personnel at the gate, she got no response. “I bet he is tired of handling his job. I will make sure Jason fires him the moment I get in." She spat out in fury, stepping out of her car. Since she knew the access code, she didn't find any trouble letting herself in and with her head raised, she strutted towards the ent

Mulan's POV Seated across from Freya in the restaurant, I had my straw in my mouth, taking sips at intervals from the juice which I held. Freya on the other hand was seething with anger. She probably had a lot of things to say to me; well, I had all the time in the world today to listen to her rant. When Kaiser informed me about the tip they sent to my family, I was disturbed at first. I wanted to deal with them in secret but after a careful thought, I felt it wasn't a bad idea after all. “Do you think you will be able to make progress?" She rolled her eyes in anger. Pressing her fingers down on the table, she said, “One of the people you trusted was the one who sold you out, what makes you think you will be able to take us down?" She spoke through her teeth. “I thought you called me here to plead with me." I mouthed with a shrug. “But it seems you came here to challenge me." Rolling her eyes, she tossed her head backwards as a low laughter rippled from her throat. “Oh please

Reader's POVIt had been two days since Mulan met with her family. Since then, they had been searching for alternative ways on how to get more shares before they lost hold of the company but all roads were blocked. Drumming her fingers against the table, Freya's mom said, “I wish we could just kill her and take over the shares." At that instant, Ethan swirled in her direction. “Don't even think about that." He hushed, his expression mournful while Freya on the other hand sulked. She had tried talking to some shareholders in giving up their shares but they were adamant, leaving them frustrated and angry. “The lawyer that came with her, isn't he Percy Rico from B&C Law Group?" Freya mouthed, twirling her hair around her fingers. “Yes, why?" Her parents asked in unison. They both had an expectant look on their faces as they stared back at her. Shrugging, she said, “I should go talk to him in person, who knows he will give out some information and then…” She filtered off. "I nee