Novels by emmakeys232

THE WAYLAYWith a deep sigh, Ethan collected the phone and walked out of the room to receive the call. He pressed the phone pressed to his ear and uttered,“Hello, why are you disturbing me, Celine?" His voice tinged with annoyance. On the other end, his wife’s voice was sharp and furious, each word dripping with anger and accusation. “You miscreant, where have you been? I have been trying to reach you but to no avail. Do you switch off your phone because of me? Are you trying to make me angry?” Ethan chuckled at his wife's irate words. He totally forgot he had thrown his phone out of the helicopter earlier. The reason she could get through to him. “I found the woman’s contact information through the helicopter that had taken him away. Who the fuçk is that woman? Why is a helicopter here because of you?” Celine demanded, “I don't think you need to be concerned about that. We are not together anymore, you don't deserve to know anything!” Ethan mumbled. Celine was fuming over th

THE AWAKENING Ethan walked out of the room with his heart filled with pain, and reached the lobby downstairs where he met two people who had once been family—his mother-in-law and his wife’s younger brother. His mother-in-law, Mrs. Henderson, a woman of sharp features, looked at him with a mixture of disdain and impatience. Her arms were crossed, and her lips were pressed into a thin line. Beside her, his wife’s younger brother, Logan, a lanky young man with a cocky smirk, leaned against the wall, his hands stuffed into his pockets. Ethan had always felt a certain distance from them, but today, the air between them was charged with tension.Ethan took a deep breath. He had helped his mother-in-law’s company rise from the brink of collapse. He had poured his heart and soul into it, working tirelessly to ensure its survival. And when his wife inherited the company, he had supported her every step of the way. “ Mother-in-law, my wife is trying to divorce me! You need to talk some se

THE AWAKENING Ethan walked out of the room with his heart filled with pain, and reached the lobby downstairs where he met two people who had once been family—his mother-in-law and his wife’s younger brother. His mother-in-law, Mrs. Henderson, a woman of sharp features, looked at him with a mixture of disdain and impatience. Her arms were crossed, and her lips were pressed into a thin line. Beside her, his wife’s younger brother, Logan, a lanky young man with a cocky smirk, leaned against the wall, his hands stuffed into his pockets. Ethan had always felt a certain distance from them, but today, the air between them was charged with tension.Ethan took a deep breath. He had helped his mother-in-law’s company rise from the brink of collapse. He had poured his heart and soul into it, working tirelessly to ensure its survival. And when his wife inherited the company, he had supported her every step of the way. “ Mother-in-law, my wife is trying to divorce me! You need to talk some se

ENCOUNTER WITH HIS WIFEOutside the City of Capilonia, a manor stood atop a hillside, its grandeur illuminated by the soft glow of countless lights. It was a sprawling estate, with towering spires and intricate stonework that spoke of wealth and power.Ethan went wide-eyed at the series of Luxury cars lined the driveway, their polished surfaces reflecting the golden light from the chandeliers inside.The air was filled with the hum of conversation from people and the clinking of glasses, as elegantly dressed guests mingled in the opulent ballroom.Ethan stepped out of the car, his sharp eyes taking in the scene. He was dressed in a tailored suit chosen by Rebecca Grant, its dark fabric accentuating his broad shoulders and commanding presence. Though he felt out of place among the crowds, but he didn't give a thought about it.Rebecca emerged beside him, and for a moment, Ethan was mesmerized by her transformation. She wore a long gown of deep emerald green, its delicate fabric glowing

ENCOUNTER WITH HIS WIFEOutside the City of Capilonia, a manor stood atop a hillside, its grandeur illuminated by the soft glow of countless lights. It was a sprawling estate, with towering spires and intricate stonework that spoke of wealth and power.Ethan went wide-eyed at the series of Luxury cars lined the driveway, their polished surfaces reflecting the golden light from the chandeliers inside.The air was filled with the hum of conversation from people and the clinking of glasses, as elegantly dressed guests mingled in the opulent ballroom.Ethan stepped out of the car, his sharp eyes taking in the scene. He was dressed in a tailored suit chosen by Rebecca Grant, its dark fabric accentuating his broad shoulders and commanding presence. Though he felt out of place among the crowds, but he didn't give a thought about it.Rebecca emerged beside him, and for a moment, Ethan was mesmerized by her transformation. She wore a long gown of deep emerald green, its delicate fabric glowing

THE CURSEThe mask wouldn’t budge.Ethan's fingers trembled as he gripped its cold, metallic edge on the man's face with all of his power. He had expected resistance—some mechanical lock or invisible force—but this was different. The mask breathed. It pulsed faintly against his touch, like a second skin bound by will, not metal. He was astounded at this revelation, and he wondered how possible this could be. He tried pulling with all his strength again, but he wasn't successful. The mask was like a rock that couldn't be pulled easily from its position. A thrum of dark energy rippled through the air as if something ancient coiled within the villain’s flesh, guarding his identity like a venomous sentinel.“This isn’t just an ordinary mask,” Ethan muttered to himself. “It's something more! Something I can't even explain!" Before he could process it further, Rebecca grabbed his arm and pulled him aside, her grip firm. Her usually composed face was tight with fear and worries. Ethan,