Novels by FELZ

Elara’s POV “Call the police, now!” Alice rang it out like a fire alarm, bitter emotions were thickly laced in her look, and her voice. Confused and spontaneous, Evelyn rooted out her phone and began punching digits with sweaty hands. “Stop.” I flung the phone from her grip and retreated to the end of the room, with my hands stretched to my back, preventing the slightest chance of her retrieving it. “Lilian, what are you doing?” Evelyn’s soft voice totally changed. “Protecting my daughter.” I maintained my stance. “He wouldn't want me to involve the police.” She looked from me to the old lady, and back at me. Her eyes bore curiosity, one I was afraid would go unattended. “Let me handle it my way,” I resumed my unbaked tale. “It's my attention he seeks.” Alice scrunched her nose and furrowed her brows. She was the only one amongst us yet to meet Marco. “Is he some sick fella?” I opened my mouth, but mopped, and shut it. “I'll be fine.”Silence gently crept from my end of the r

Elara’s POV “Two hours.” Marco’s breathed in my ear. “I'm not a patient man.”With that, he leaned upright, and took the longest three seconds to study my fake confidence, while he rubbed the tip of his fingers in ridicule. Satisfied, he turned to leave. What was the time for? My mind was all over the place in confusion. But whatsoever it meant, it was dangerous. Evelyn was still frozen on her spot, flustered by the tall demi-god in his dangerous regalia. Like a shadow, he breezed past her, not sparing her a glance, nor a word. The quite hard cushion hurt my butt when I collapsed in it, too weak to stand for another minute. “Lilian…” Evelyn rushed to where I was. “Gosh!” I sucked in cool air through my clenched teeth. “I thought you needed an ambulance.”She pulled closer, rubbing bodies with mine as if to validate her presence. “Who was that fine-ass, perfect chocolate-dripping diabetes?” Her tone was a soft moan as she rubbed her neck and fanned her sweaty face. “He isn't far

Elara’s POV “Don't you dare die on mama, Vee.” Red swollen eyes, dried nose, and parched throat, I wiped tears off my cheeks and tossed the tissue in the pile. The nasty mess hit the top of what had already formed a castle and rolled down. I pulled the last piece from the box. Not finding my phone, I had yet to hear from Alice to know how my baby was fairing. Most of me wished to storm out to the clinic regardless if it was midnight, but the other would rather stay safe for Violet, especially after the incident. The landline rang on the center table, snapping my mind completely. I dashed for it, knocking down every item on my way. “Lilian!” Evelyn’s voice vibrated from the speaker, causing me to burst into tears. From being mere colleagues, we became fast friends. “What happened? I've been trying to reach you all day.” She groaned. “The boss is really mad at you for being absent…” She stopped on hearing my soft sniffles. “Are you okay?” “No.” I cried as if waiting for my turn

Marco’s POV From Afar, I watched Elara fumble in search of her keys. Frustrated, she slammed her forehead with her palm. I scoffed, finding humor in her clumsiness. As if she heard me, she spun in my direction. Effortlessly, I slid to a side, blending my black attire with the darkness that loomed. Bored, I played with the handle of the dagger in my gloved hand. When I followed her down here, I had hoped to slit the throat and spread the guts of her lover like peanut butter. Instead of going to him, or the client she was dressed to service, she came home. Perhaps she was terrified for one night. My jaws clenched. They wouldn't be this lucky next time. Matter of fact, every fucking dickhead that had touched her would pay for their sins. The creaking sound of her door drew my attention. She walked in and shut it, still ignorant of my presence. For about fifteen minutes, I remained on my spot, waiting... watching.The clock ticked 10 PM. Sure that she was safe and no motherfucker wo

Marco’s POV Shocked. Terrified…Watching Elara’s pretty face turn paper white as she was drenched in horror, I read off her reactions, unable to place the last emotions that lingered. Guilt?...“Are you- are you stalking me?” Sweet and seductive, just as I remembered, her voice trembling voice betrayed the last straw of her confidence. With each step I took towards her, she pulled backward, and the rough click of her heels scrapped the tarred road. She gasped when kissing her back and kissed the high wall of an already closed mall. Her small fingers laced in anxiety and her eyes widened as I approached her. I leaned forward, towering my huge frame over her petite ones. My outstretched hand pressed to the wall, above her head. “Is that one of your fetish?” This time, I half-crashed against her, my mouth lingering around her small face. A soft sigh escaped her lips and she pressed her eyes shut. My hand itched beside me, in need to clutch around her white fragile neck and slip

Elara’s POV Three Years Later.“... Your daughter just fell off the stairs and she is in a bad state.” Numb. Dumb. My mouth fell a gap but no words formed. With my mind going blank for a minute, I stuttered in utter confusion. My heart pounded as if it would explode.“Come to the hospital right away, Miss Lilian.” The cold tone of Violet’s teacher echoed in my head. The call dropped. My cute three-year-old was supposed to be in school and I was going to pick her up in about an hour… Not this crap! ‘Paediatrics Emergency Ward. Mardi Clinic.’My phone chimed with the message. I shot up and bolted for the door, not caring about how shabby I looked. I hissed the address once I flagged down the first taxi. Mumbling strings of prayers, my eyes shut to hold back tears. My legs quivered and I was this close to tossing the driver out of the window and driving myself there, that's if I wouldn't be long dead from the crazy speed. On arrival, I paid him and jumped down without waiting fo