Novels by Clevee

**************** Benjamin paddled of the water, sea predators paving way for him as though he emitted a far deadly aura. Immediately his bare feet kissed the coast, the crisp breeze felt odd. He paused, looking around with a narrowed eyes in confusion. Behind him, the ocean crashed over and over in high waves, buffering ships. The distance shout of; "Aye caption" from about 1000km could be heard by him, despite the sea storm even. Water retained in his cloth, soggy, dripping from his body. He looked at his body, blood blot spread from the shred part, telling stories he couldn't comprehend. "Where am I?" He rasped, shifting his eyes to the heavens where stars littered, and then to the unsettling sea. His eyes furrowed knowingly. "Earth..." He muttered. "I reincarnated to earth after 10 thousand years of my non-existence...." He paused, exhaling sharply. Gently, he turned to the turbulence ocean, and then lifted his hand mid-air as he focused on the churning water. "I, Arafel, t

****************Benjamin paddled of the water, sea predators paving way for him as though he emitted a far deadly aura.Immediately his bare feet kissed the coast, the crisp breeze felt odd. He paused, looking around with a narrowed eyes in confusion.Behind him, the ocean crashed over and over in high waves, buffering ships. The distance shout of; "Aye caption" from about 1000km could be heard by him, despite the sea storm even.Water retained in his cloth, soggy, dripping from his body. He looked at his body, blood blot spread from the shred part, telling stories he couldn't comprehend."Where am I?" He rasped, shifting his eyes to the heavens where stars littered, and then to the unsettling sea. His eyes furrowed knowingly. "Earth..." He muttered. "I reincarnated to earth after 10 thousand years of my non-existence...." He paused, exhaling sharply. Gently, he turned to the turbulence ocean, and then lifted his hand mid-air as he focused on the churning water."I, Arafel, the supr

"Where am I?" Benjamin rasped, talking normally under water without choking on his breath as any normal human would have.He swam out of the water, sea predators parting way for him as though they sensed a more dangerous Aura around him.Immediately his feet touched the shore, the night air was strange on his body. His cloth clung to his skin, soggy, dripping retained water.Benjamin looked at his body strangely. Blood blotted, telling stories of an attack he wasn't aware about. "Where I'm I," He toned, still assessing his body. "Did I just reincarnate into a human body?! Earth...." His voice caught under his breath.He shifted his look to the disturbing ocean, and he lifted his one arm mid-air. "Water," He mumbled, his eyes locked on the crashing turbulence which buffeted ships. "It worships me in Elyndra..." His voice grew firm and commanding as he focused on the crashing ocean waves. "...as the supreme Lord of Elyndra, I command you to stop!" Nothing happened. The ocean rolled

Beep. beep. beep...The continuous sound of survival rippled thru the otherwise quiet room. The wall was painted white, the temperature cool and cozy, making the ambience relaxing.The room was both a mix of exclusivity and professionalism.At the corner of the room stood a bed with a man laying on it, unconscious, his body clad in white sheet. A tube snaked to his arm, passing in blood. His legs had been wrapped with a bandage. Clean and concise.Amos Voss.Amos' finger twitched at the side, then his eyes gently fluttered open. He squeezed them shut as the rays from the roof was blinding.He opened his eyes again, and his gaze met with white roof, the smell of antiseptic hit his nose. His activeness kicked it. This...The roof was too clean to be Bobo flex apartment, the smell was too sharp and and sterile, not the usual smell of dust and smoke. "Where I'm I?" He muttered, his thoughts spiralling.He pushed himself up from the bed, looking around the strange room to make sense of h

************ Benjamin swallowed hard. Director Jack's words were clear. This was a threat. Betray him the job or die! He believed there won't be betrayal. He'd never get affectionate with any woman, and it won't happen at the expense of his life. He only uses women and jumped to the next. Even though he had no dime, his handsome look was his charm on them. Deal of no love— that was it. He didn't understand why. But the price was tempting. "30,000 per week." Director Jack had said. Benjamin knew that there was no going back. He needed the money. He just needed it. He'd spent nine years in prison after he set up while shifting hard drugs. This was freedom. Another good chance to have his dormant account breathing again. "You're living another life now. Not that ex- convict. Not as the poor Benjamin. You're now someone much more," He Said. "You're the rich charming dude. Everything will be taken care of for this mission; Apartment, essembles, everything needed to make your job wo

************Benjamin swallowed hard. Director Jack's words were clear. This was a threat. Betray him the job or die!He believed there won't be betrayal. He'd never get affectionate with any woman, and it won't happen at the expense of his life. He only uses women and jumped to the next. Even though he had no dime, his handsome look was his charm on them.Deal of no love— that was it. He didn't understand why. But the price was tempting. "30,000 per week." Director Jack had said.Benjamin knew that there was no going back. He needed the money. He just needed it. He'd spent nine years in prison after he set up while shifting hard drugs.This was freedom. Another good chance to have his dormant account breathing again."You're living another life now. Not that ex- convict. Not as the poor Benjamin. You're now someone much more," He Said. "You're the rich charming dude. Everything will be taken care of for this mission; Apartment, essembles, everything needed to make your job work. Yo

Dominic stood in front of his ex, his hands jammed in his pants pocket in quiet composure, his usual firm expression cracking with an ever slight surprising expression. He wasn't expecting to meet her. At least not so soon. But here she was, stranded on the road like a vagrant, her makeup threatening to stream in the merciless midday light. Dominic's expression shifted from her to that madza 3 behind, then to her again. But he didn't say a word. He just stared expressionlessly. She was still the same beautiful woman that promised they'll end up together. Her posture was upright like a groomed model, the ocean blue dress fitting her curves enough to demand head turning, a few stands of her shimmering black hair danced gently with the warm wind. She was ravishing. But Dominic looked past her mascara and mask. In the past, she was the woman whom for her sake, he could journey Miles just to prove his love is not a joke, but looking at her now, she disgusted him more than anything th

Eva clicked out of her apartment. The moment the gentle morning breeze brushed her face, she walked into Mr. Pappu, her Indian landlord, short, round head like mosel. His bogus trouser looking too large for his plumpy body. Eva stopped, slightly taken about by his unexpected presence. Her eyes narrowed on him with a mix of curiosity and suspension. "Mr. Pappu," She toned, her voice tingling with curiosity. "To what do I owe this morning visit. My rent is not yet due." She said. Mr. Bobby nodded, his expression neutral. "Good thing you remember, Mahila," He said, his voice tingling with indian accent he was gradually loosing to the queen lingo. "I'm here for the electricity Bill. You know the rules...your boyfriend pays for it once it's the beginning of every month." Eva's Expression faltered slightly. She didn't know about that. It has been Dominic handling the electricity Bill and even her rent. He'd never disturbed her about anything, and she'd never asked how easy everything

"Connor," Rosa said smoothly, her voice firm and demanding. "I want something different." Conner smirked smugly, his bicep muscle flexing as he tucked his hands in his pocket, looking at Rosa in admiration and lust. "You always have a different taste for what most people see as ordinary." He pressed on gently, his voice filled with confidence. " Tell me. What Bougie brand of jewelry do you want? Anything for you baby girl." He said. "I want a Royce Rolls, Conner." Rosa gushed, like she never thought about it twice, or like she never thought about it once even, as though she thought it was easy peasy— obviously it looks like it's easy for a guy like Connor, being a rich guy, but the flashy life he's living around is just a facade people around him don't know. And his expression faltered too obviously that Rosa caught it quickly. She dropped her hand, her face twisting with disappointment, her frustration palpable like it was her flair. "You're not going to get it for m

Rosa stumbled into his boyfriend's apartment, Connor, the guy most people on campus popularly call the H.H— Handsome hot. His striking features were Stark under the warm glow of the ambiance like a handsome god carved by Adonis himself, the god of handsomeness. Five feet nine tall, his skin flawless, glowing bronze under the light like his face was dipped in unadulterated honey overnight. He pampered his skin more than his balls, and once, he'd publicly assaulted a lecture who unintentionally tossed book to his face, saying it was an abuse to his sauve face. Squared shoulder, perfect abs that look like it could cut through glass. That's Connor Lumbard. He's the reason most girls turn their heads and lose their way, and why most guys get jealous. But Conner is a jerk who swaps women every week like clothes, dumping the first like trash and taking new ones that won't last two weeks. Cars and lavish lifestyles were his trade mark, but what everyone didn't know was that he's a le

Marcus' jaw dropped like a gasping fish at the shore. "Heck," He screamed, still clinging to the window. "Isn't that Vega Cross?! The man who's factually the richest man in this whole fucking city! I'm fucking seeing him with a fucked Dominic!" "What the fuck is going on?!" He gushed, each word trembling out in a rhythm that expressed shock and disbelief.Before they could catch it... The door creaked open, and Dominic stepped inside, hands in his pocket. Vega Cross walked in next, gently, his presence silencing the room, yet everyone could read the tension that hung in the air as the supposedly most powerful man in the city walked inside of their cramped room. Marcus knee buckled, blinking twice, thrice, like he'd just entered a dream too wonderful to be true. Dylan's expression mirrored his expression. They were caught by the unexpected, unbelievable guests. If anyone had told Marcus that Vega Cross would one day step into their campus, he would have lashed the pe

The air rippled with laughter, then comments exploded in waves like Rosa had just broke an overwhelmed door of humiliation. "Poor rats dream big too." Someone laughed in jeers. "He thinks it's some kind of toy his kid brother rolls on the floor," One guy chipped in between taunting laughter. "That's fucking Royce.... Rolls." Dominic stood tall, his expression carved from stone as he stared down Rosa. "What the heck is your problem? Do I have business with you?" Rosa laughed, briefly glancing back at her friends at the back. They all burst in a wave of laughter that could make a man wonder if he's naked in the street. But Dominic stood, his head up, the air buzzing around him to bury him in their humiliation. But to him, they were all lousy flies, and soon they'll eat their shit up! "Business?" Rosa laughter rang sharply, witted enough to shatter glass. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind. "You think you're worthy of speaking to someone like me? Take a look at me—"