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SAVANNAH“Where's my husband?” Becca storms down the hallway, fury in her eyes, with Sophia following closely behind.Dominic's grip on my shoulders tightens. I don't want him to witness this. “Could you please get me some coffee?” He starts to say something, but I shake my head. “Please?”Reluctantly, he nods and heads in the opposite direction, leaving me to confront the two angry women.“What happened to my husband?” Before I can respond, I feel a stinging sensation on my face, followed by a gasp and a ringing in my ear. It takes a moment to register that Becca has slapped me. “You didn't even think to call me?”I lock eyes with her, my anger burning, but before I can speak, my mother steps in front of me and retaliates with a slap of her own. “How dare you touch my daughter with your filthy hands?”Becca gasps. “You dare to slap me?”“And I would do it again,” Mom warns, pointing at her. “If you ever lay a hand on my daughter, I'll do more than just slap you.”“You will pay for thi
SOPHIA**“How dare she?” Mom screams as she slams the door shut behind her. I winced at the sound. “How dare the both of them?” She whirls around to face me. “Your father has done so much to us, and we let it slide. But to think that he never even trusted us with his health?!”“But did you think leaving was the best thing to do?”Her eyes narrow. “Don’t tell me you thought of staying over there with those people!”I grimace. “Not with them, with Dad.”She scoffs. “He wasn’t acting like your father or my husband when he did a surgery without even telling us. And to think that she was there when he fainted? Do you know what that means?” I shake my head. “It means she's more involved in his life than we thought!”I know I should be angry at Dad, but I can't find it in myself, especially knowing he was in there fighting for his life. “But, Mom, don't you think leaving him makes them get even closer?”She slows down and rubs her hands through her head; she knows I made a valid point. “What'
SAVANNAHI'm seated in the car's back seat as they drive me home. My mind keeps drifting back to Dad and how he fell silent when Mom entered the room. It's almost as if he didn't want her to know he was talking to me. All I managed to get out of him was the introduction and how they kept looking at each other.I rub my thumb across my forehead and rest my head against the back of the seat. Dad asked me to leave and rest since Mom informed him I hadn't had time to take care of myself.FLASHBACKDad's face looks distant as if he's entirely elsewhere.I listen attentively as he explains the meeting between him and Mom. I smile when he mentions that she's his soulmate.Can you truly know someone is your soulmate from the moment you meet them?There's a gentle knock on the door, startling Dad from his thoughts. “Come in,” I say loudly as the door is pushed open, and Mom enters. Dad looks at her and blinks before turning his gaze toward me.She's wearing a yellow floor-length dress with he
DOMINICSavannah's mother, Elizabeth, gently rubs her hands with tears in her eyes while I sit opposite her.I've yet to receive a call from my investigator, and I'm dying to know what happened. I hear a wheel rolling, and the door swings open to see a nurse wheeling Mr. Knights in. “What happened to my daughter?”Miss Miller scowls at him. “What are you doing? You should be resting.”He glares at her. “Why is my daughter in the hospital?” She rolls her eyes and settles with rubbing the hair from Savannah’s face.He turns to me. “What happened to her?”I sigh. “I don't know. I was driving to the hospital to bring her clothes and food when a car sped past me. I thought it was someone in a rush, but according to the driver, the person purposely hit their car and drove off.”He clenches his fists. “You think it was intentional?”I nod. “That's my belief, and my investigators are currently doing their work. We will receive information soon.”He wheels closer to her and brushes her hair fro
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SAVANNAHThe room is filled with a tense silence as Mom glares at Dad. Dominic walks over to me and gently rubs my hands. “Are you okay?” he asks softly.I nod and lower my head. I never wanted him to find out about me like this.“Do you see what you have caused?!” Mom snaps at Dad. “You bring trouble to my daughter! Your wife couldn't wait; she had to barge in here!” Her body shakes with anger. “I should have known she can never change, and if I ever find out, Sebastian,” she warns dangerously, “if I ever find out that your wife and daughter had anything to do with my child's accident, you won't like me!”Dad raises his head and glares at her. “You think I wanted this to happen?!”“If you don't want it to happen, leave!” she screams. “Leave my child alone.” I look up to find Dominic staring at my parents with wide eyes. This is embarrassing.I pinch my nose and groan in frustration. “That's enough, Mom,” I say, pointing. “You don't need to blame Dad for what Becca did.”She looks at m
SAVANNAHAs I lay there in the hospital bed, the memories of the accident continue to flash through my mind. It was a terrifying experience, and the thought that someone might have intentionally targeted me sends shivers down my spine.I'm relieved to hear from the doctor that I seem physically okay, aside from the concussion and minor injuries. However, the emotional trauma of the incident lingers. I'm getting discharged today, and Dominic specifically told the doctor not to release me unless he's here, which leaves me wondering if he feels something more for me.Closing my eyes, I try to push away the fear and anxiety that have settled in my chest. I focus on the sounds of the hospital, the quiet hum of machinery, and the distant voices of nurses and patients. It's a reassuring backdrop that I'm alive and nothing's wrong with me.I know I'll need time to process what happened, and I can't help but wonder who would want to harm me. The mystery of it all weighs heavily on my mind as I
SAVANNAHThe sudden news about the driver's death sends a chill down my spine, and I exchange a worried glance with Chris. It's a shocking turn of events, and I can't help but feel a mix of confusion and fear.“What?” Chris exclaims, his face mirroring the shock I'm feeling. “How the heck did that happen?”Dominic's jaw clenches, and he sighs heavily. “The investigator didn't have all the details, but it seems like it was a hit; he was shot, and the driver didn't make it.”My mind races, trying to make sense of it all. “So, you're saying the person was killed after hitting me?” I ask, my voice trembling.Dominic nods grimly. “It appears that way.”I release a shaky breath. “That means the person who paid him doesn't want to be found. It could only mean they knew we were looking into the driver,” Chris says, running his hands through his hair.His words cause unease, and I slump on the bed, my mind racing with the possibility that I am a potential target.The question remains: Who would
Hey Everyone!This is a bittersweet moment for me, and I am so glad I can finally take some time off my machine and relax!No hard feelings, but I deserve some me time.Now, unto more serious matters, this book has ended, putting us in an expectation of what is next. I am proud to announce that there is a sequel to this BOOK!!! Yayyyyyyy! Are you as excited as I am? Then scream with with me! YAYYYYYY!So, if you noticed, I have been dropping hints in this book about what to expect next, and I can't wait to dive into these lovely people's books. I hope you guys will be as patient with them as you were with Dominic and Savannah Marshalls.There is no release date yet, as I am taking a break, but keep your notifications on and stay tuned for updates!! I will create an Instagram and Facebook account when I start the next book for updated information!!!Thanks to everyone who gave this book a chance and decided to spend on it, including the comments; shout out to JUICY MISS, whose comment
SAVANNAH“Come back here!” I yell as I chase after my three-year-old son, who seems to be in the mood for his mischief. “Zion! Get back here!”He runs up the stairs and behind his father. “C’mon baby, let me him go,” my husband says as he looks at me. “I'm sure he didn't mean to.”I glare at him. “Uh-huh, I'm sure he didn't mean to take the cookies I made personally for Thanksgiving.”Dominic's eyes widen as he turns to his son, who throws him a toothy grin. “See?” he says as he looks at his son. “He didn't mean it.” I glare at him; he is a sucker for Zion.I roll my eyes as I stretch out my arms to him. “Give me my daughter,” I say as I smirk at him. “Go downstairs and care for everything else since you want to defend your son. Go ahead and take on the responsibility of cleaning the mess he made.”He pouts. “But I am holding our baby,” he says as he kisses our princess. “C’mon.”I glare at him. “Give her to me. You and your son go and take care of everything else.” He pouts, but I rem
DOMINIC“It’s a boy!” I announce, pushing the door open. Excited squeals and gasps surround me as I look at our family. “I have to go back in!” I say, pulling the door close leaving the noise outside.My wife needs me.Re-entering, I see our baby boy lying on her chest as they clean her up. She looks up, eyes watering. “Our baby,” she says weakly, and I nod vehemently as I kneel before her bed, “He’s so beautiful,” she says as she looks down at him. I nod as tears trail down my cheeks. “Thank you,” I say, rubbing her head. “Thank you.”“Excuse me, sir, please wait outside.” the nurse asks. I nod. “We’ll call you back in a few minutes.”I place a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I'll be right outside.” Leaning down, I kiss the top of my son’s head and walk outside.I find myself turning and looking at the nurse, picking up the baby and going to clean him, I'm sure. Find everybody waiting eagerly. “How are they?”“They're fine. I think they are about to clean them up,” I say, closing the d
DOMINICThe atmosphere is charged with anticipation as I tap my feet, awaiting her. The space around me echoes the silent suspense. “Should we wait some more?” a voice asks, and I nod tightly, reassuring more myself than the speaker, “She’ll come. She’ll be here soon.”As I contemplate checking my phone, the door swings open, and my pulse goes haywire. She's here. She's adorned in a flowing white dress, eyes glistening as she approaches. I smile softly, and she reciprocates, causing my heart to pound. As she reaches me, she mouths, “I'm sorry.” I shake my head, pulling her into me. “I had cramps.”My concern shows with a frown. “Are you okay? Is it severe?” I hold her at arm’s length. “Is it okay?”She smiles brightly. “Yeah, I'm fine.” She exhales. “Let's do this.”I smile, kissing her forehead before taking my stance beside her. We're remarrying today, a private renewal of vows away from prying eyes. I wanted our loved ones present, but I asked her about the wedding she wanted, and s
SAVANNAH“Open your eyes,” Dominic says as he removes his hands from my eyes. I blink as my eyes adjust to the surroundings, and gasps escape my lips.This is a house in the middle of a field surrounded by flowers of all kinds, a two-story building painted black and white.My lips stretch into a wide grin as the scent of the field and flowers fills the air. “Do you like it?” Dominic asks as he stands behind me. “Is it to your taste?”I whirl around to face him. “Do I like it?!” I ask as I look around, and he nods. “No, I don't.” His face drops, and a broad smile spread across my face. “I freaking love it.”I see him breathe out a sigh of relief. “You had me scared for a second,” he says as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me to him. “This is ours.”My eyes widen as I look at him. “For us? You bought it?” He nods as he looks around. “Why?”He smiles. “I figure we have somewhere to escape and spend time together. We needed a getaway, and although I could've taken you anywhere worldw
Elizabeth Miller.I'm struggling with my thousands of emotions, a turbulent whirlwind. I've always prided myself on maintaining my resolve to stay clear of Sebastian Knights, and I've succeeded.They say there's a thin line between love and hate, and I've found that true. To release the love I once had for him, I had to blur that line and harbor a deep resentment for him—the man who took everything from me.I shake my head, recalling our conversation the day Savannah shared the news of her pregnancy and the way he looked at me when I discovered he had given me his kidney.He saved my life, and why would he do such a thing? I cling to the notion that he did it for her, not me. Although I believe that, a small part of me questions: What if it was more than just for Savannah?What if he did it for me?I scoff at my thoughts as I step outside, my heart racing as I search for him. Sebastian Knights has always had a knack for breaking down every wall I built, and the hatred I clung to was a
DOMINIC “And this decision today was taken based on all the evidence and testimonies that were given to us today," my hands find Dominic's legs as he pulls me closer to him, "and it reads as follows."Savannah’s hands tighten around mine, and I pull her closer. “The court has found the accused guilty as charged with every available evidence,” the judge continues. My hands tighten around Savannah, and I pull her closer to me. “There will be no bond for Becca Knights and the rest of the defendants.” I see Evans' jaw clench tight.Aisha turns to us and smiles tightly. I scowl at her, knowing that she might have helped to save Savannah, but she was the reason she was taken in the first place.“Becca Knights is sentenced to a hundred years with no parole and heavy duties.” Becca's eyes widen, and she gasps as she looks at him before her eyes turn to us. I subconsciously pull Savannah closer to me. “Sophia Knights is sentenced to fifteen years in prison with parole.” I see Sophia bow her he
SavannahI watch as Dad walks in with a woman whose eyes hold determination, and I hear Mom gasp beside me. I turn to her to find her watching the woman with wide eyes. Does Mom know who she is?The woman walks in, her shoulders high, and Becca's face pales when her eyes land on the woman. “It can't be,” she whispers. “You—It can't be—”I tilt my head, wondering what's going on. “Surprised to see me?” the woman asks as she looks at Becca, who is paling by the minute. “Has it been so long that you don't remember me?”Dad places his hands on the woman's shoulder, and she looks up at him and nods as she's led to the podium. They hand her the Bible as she swears and turns to face everyone.Her eyes land on Sophia, and her lips quiver before her eyes find me. She looks almost proud to see me. Her eyes then go to Mom, and I see her eyes widen slightly.So, they know each other.The judge commands the attention of everyone. “Please state your name and your relationship with the individuals in
SEBASTIAN KNIGHTS.FLASHBACK TO WHEN SEBASTIAN MET JJ WIFE!I drive endlessly around the streets, my heart in turmoil as I review everything that has happened in the last few days. I sigh, feeling a sharp headache, knowing I could've prevented everything.I park the car and rest my head on the steering wheel, the weight of it all pressing on my chest. I could have stopped this. I run my hand down my face and look outside. To my surprise, I'm at the graveyard. I haven't been here in years, but I don't understand why I stayed away. With nothing else to do, I push the car door open and step out.It's still the same as I remember it—quiet and calm. I look around at the graves, and my heart becomes heavy, realizing that these are the final resting places for people with dreams and accomplishments cut short by death. Why do people have to die? Wouldn't it be better if there were somewhere everyone goes after growing old instead of just disappearing?Pushing those thoughts aside, I walk throu