Novels by Clevee

Zone Eight, An off-limit area, located far, beyond the fringe of the city.Rumours had it that the truft was restricted due to a tremendous earthquake ten years ago, some believed that the government had forbidden the land because of some hidden reasons, and some personal opinion about the land was that— it was an inhabitants for the dangerous— Very dangerous animals, and hence it is prohibited for residence and any purpose.But one thing, regardless of the citizen's beliefs was that, Zone Eight is a terrified place to enter for any reason, and stepping inside the land is not just unjustly breaking the rules of the government, but also a threat to life.The geography of the land is more of forests, mountains, and hills. Some parts of the ground had fissures, deep into the ground, and perhaps, earthquakes might be the main reason the land was out-of-bound by the government, and this place became the hideout of Tristan Cole to carry out his outlawed missions.The car slowed as Domi

"or you're asking about how I feel deep in love with you." Kane started. Isadora stood there in shock. Her heart skipping beats on beats. A wide smile spread over her face knowing exactly what was coming. "I thought I had gotten to the end of the tunnel— That I would never find a woman who would love me like you do. But your affection for me surpassed my imagination. I'm not blind, Dora," He paused with a sweet smile. Isadora's face flushed crimson. "I see everything; How you have been caring for me, how you value both big and little time with you." Your presence had been a source of light in this house. In my heart. In my life. You lit my world so bright I outshine everyone. It is you, Isadora." Gently, Kane pulled out the ring from the box. At this point, tears blurred Isadora's eyes, her palm clapped over her mouth as the sheer surprise of the proposal make her heart flutter with butterflies. The tears slipped from her eyes gently when Kane asked. "Will you be my wife, Isad

"or you're asking about how I feel deep in love with you." Kane started. Isadora stood there in shock. Her heart skipping beats on beats. A wide smile spread over her face knowing exactly what was coming."I thought I had gotten to the end of the tunnel— That I would never find a woman who would love me like you do. But your affection for me surpassed my imagination. I'm not blind, Dora," He paused with a sweet smile. Isadora's face flushed crimson. "I see everything; How you have been caring for me, how you value both big and little time with you."Your presence had been a source of light in this house. In my heart. In my life. You lit my world so bright I outshine everyone. It is you, Isadora."Gently, Kane pulled out the ring from the box. At this point, tears blurred Isadora's eyes, her palm clapped over her mouth as the sheer surprise of the proposal make her heart flutter with butterflies.The tears slipped from her eyes gently when Kane asked."Will you be my wife, Isadora?"

The day's activities at Globulex drag on, tension from the earlier commotion still clung on the air, staff workers musing over it between transactions. Rossana stood in front of Juliana's desk in her office. Juliana had called her to narrate what happened earlier, and she was hell confused by what she heard. She couldn't believe what she just heard. Her eyes narrowed on Rossana "You're saying Kane made a call and Alexandre Gaspard, the chief of elite police came running to Globulex?" Disbelief laced her voice. "Are you sure it was Kane?" It doesn't just align. Kane, the nobody husbsb.. ex-husband...he made one call that summoned a powerful man in the city's It was really contrasting. It doesn't just add up. "You can ask the other staffs. It was Kane." Rossana repeated firmly. Juliana leaned into the leather swivel chair, her manicured fingers drumming the desk. Her thoughts spiralled, wondering...it couldn't be Kane. She'd lived with Kane for the past three years and he's a nobo

The day's activities at Globulex drag on, tension from the earlier commotion still clung on the air, staff workers musing over it between transactions. Rossana stood in front of Juliana's desk in her office. Juliana had called her to narrate what happened earlier, and she was hell confused by what she heard. She couldn't believe what she just heard. Her eyes narrowed on Rossana "You're saying Kane made a call and Alexandre Gaspard, the chief of elite police came running to Globulex?" Disbelief laced her voice. "Are you sure it was Kane?" It doesn't just align. Kane, the nobody husbsb.. ex-husband...he made one call that summoned a powerful man in the city's It was really contrasting. It doesn't just add up. "You can ask the other staffs. It was Kane." Rossana repeated firmly. Juliana leaned into the leather swivel chair, her manicured fingers drumming the desk. Her thoughts spiralled, wondering...it couldn't be Kane. She'd lived with Kane for the past three years and he's a nobo

The air in Globulex bank was different that morning when Badmus stepped into the lobby. No usual rhythm of 'Good morning, Sir. Good morning, Sir.' No staff rushing to collect his bag and escort him to his office.Staff members who had once accorded him with respect passed him without even mumbling greetings. They stared at him nodding head and averting face as though his presence was nothing more insignificant than a fly that waltz into the Bank.Badmus stood for some moments, the lobby buzzing around him, his eyes darting around, staff members avoiding contact with him like he carried visual infection, like this place where he once ruled as a king for nine years was only an illusion.The lobby buzzed, clients who had been waiting for hours barking and lamenting."Where the fuck is the receptionist!" "Who employed someone who sleeps like an idiot!" "This is so discouraging. What is Globulex turning into?" Another person hissed, shaking his head.One customer, a cuddly man in white

Zone Eight, An off-limit area, located far, beyond the fringe of the city.Rumours had it that the truft was restricted due to a tremendous earthquake ten years ago, some believed that the government had forbidden the land because of some hidden reasons, and some personal opinion about the land was that— it was an inhabitants for the dangerous— Very dangerous animals, and hence it is prohibited for residence and any purpose.But one thing, regardless of the citizen's beliefs was that, Zone Eight is a terrified place to enter for any reason, and stepping inside the land is not just unjustly breaking the rules of the government, but also a threat to life.The geography of the land is more of forests, mountains, and hills. Some parts of the ground had fissures, deep into the ground, and perhaps, earthquakes might be the main reason the land was out-of-bound by the government, and this place became the hideout of Tristan Cole to carry out his outlawed missions.The car slowed as Domi

VALENTINE DAY. At the presidential lounge, Elijah stood in front of a gigantic mirror hanging from the wall. He smiled, tugging on the hem of his suit for the second time. On his feet were pairs of sparkling Luis Vuitton loafers. Mrs. Keith had the outfits delivered specially for today as requested by Elijah. He looks different. Really different. Like he was bathed in gold overnight. He stepped away from the mirror and turned slowly but he froze, eyes pinned to a spot. For a fleeting seconds, it seemed time Paused. Suddenly, a wide smile bloomed over Elijah's face. Standing a few metre away was Martha. She looks exceptionally beautiful, radiating like the morning sun, draped in an Oxblood gown that flowed to the floor, sweeping on the pristine stairs as she descended like a royal. A gold necklace glinted above the neck curve, Scattering lights. She looks Sixteen. Sweet sixteen. “How do I look, Son?" A smile exploded on her face. Elijah swallowed, taking a step forward, gaze l

VALENTINE DAY.At the presidential lounge, Elijah stood in front of a gigantic mirror hanging from the wall. He smiled, tugging on the hem of his suit for the second time. On his feet were pairs of sparkling Luis Vuitton loafers. Mrs. Keith had the outfits delivered specially for today as requested by Elijah. He looks different. Really different. Like he was bathed in gold overnight.He stepped away from the mirror and turned slowly but he froze, eyes pinned to a spot. For a fleeting seconds, it seemed time Paused.Suddenly, a wide smile bloomed over Elijah's face.Standing a few metre away was Martha. She looks exceptionally beautiful, radiating like the morning sun, draped in an Oxblood gown that flowed to the floor, sweeping on the pristine stairs as she descended like a royal. A gold necklace glinted above the neck curve, Scattering lights.She looks Sixteen. Sweet sixteen.“How do I look, Son?" A smile exploded on her face.Elijah swallowed, taking a step forward, gaze locked on

Elijah froze, his gaze down, locked on Rossana. The word Uncle was a strange Rhythm in his ear but then, he smiled widely at her like a good uncle.“Rossy..let's get going...he's not Uncle..” Hanna, her mother pulled her arm gently to whisk her away but Rossana was hesitant.“Let her be.” Elijah said calmly, taking a step forward. “If you won't be against it, she can come with me and you too.” He said smoothly, his smile lingering, genuine.Hanna blinked, forcing a smile, fingers tightening on Rossy's wrists like timepeice.“You don't have to..”“Don't worry. Both of you can come with me.” Elijah cut her off politely, voice smooth as filtered honey.Rossana, with a heart full of joy, ran over to Elijah and held his trousers. Elijah smiled, holding her tiny hand.“Let's go, my car is waiting over there.” He pointed.Rosanna, being a smart and vocal little girl looked across the road to see the big car Elijah pointed at. Her small eyes widened slightly, surprise flashing.Then little ja

Elijah froze, his gaze down, locked on Rossana. The word Uncle was a strange Rhythm in his ear but then, he smiled widely at her like a good uncle.“Rossy..let's get going...he's not Uncle..” Hanna, her mother pulled her arm gently to whisk her away but Rossana was hesitant.“Let her be.” Elijah said calmly, taking a step forward. “If you won't be against it, she can come with me and you too.” He said smoothly, his smile lingering, genuine.Hanna blinked, forcing a smile, fingers tightening on Rossy's wrists like timepeice.“You don't have to..”“Don't worry. Both of you can come with me.” Elijah cut her off politely, voice smooth as filtered honey.Rossana, with a heart full of joy, ran over to Elijah and held his trousers. Elijah smiled, holding her tiny hand.“Let's go, my car is waiting over there.” He pointed.Rosanna, being a smart and vocal little girl looked across the road to see the big car Elijah pointed at. Her small eyes widened slightly, surprise flashing.Then little ja

“Have you seen who you've come to visit, Elijah?" Martha asked Elijah impatiently, her expression twisting slightly due to how uncomfortable the gown she wore felt— It felt really out of place for her regardless of the grandiose. She wasn't used to wearing such a body-fitting and resplendent gown but she had to wear it since Elijah wanted it for whatever surprise he has. What was more uncomfortable for her was the stares she was driving from onlookers especially men.Imaginarily, as the smoldering looks lingered on her body, she felt the zippers at the back crawling down, the metallic slider cold against her bare skin as though the gawking eyes from men staring shamelessly was stripping her bare.“God!” She muttered, finger pressed against her temple, her low, almost tired voice giving away her frustration.“I'm sorry, Mum. Just a moment, please.” Elijah who was mid-conversation with Evelyn turned to her slightly with a half yet genuine smile, obviously absorbed by the conversation w

"Dare raised the gun," Dominic's voice came low, a quiet thunder, cutting across the stillness of the darkness, "I swear, you're dead!" He stepped out from the shadow in front of the harsh headlight of the car, his shadow casting larger on the ground like a beast of an unknown creature.Hesitation flickered behind the mask, but he didn't lower his guard. He scoffed, amused by the show happening before his eyes."You two came here stupidly without a weapon, to bluff in front of my gun? How foolishly amusing.""You're wrong," Dominic snapped, taking one step forward. His boot snapped twigs and crunched loose gravels."Hey, what are you doing? Let's get out of here." The junior police officer urged with a trembling voice of fear, still gripping his bleeding arm."This kid thinks he's in the middle of a movie set," The masked man snorted. "You've got another joke before I wipe you out?"Dominic's expression was calm and unreadable. "Yes," He said, pausing for a few seconds. "Kiss your

Inside of Elysian library turned into to chaos at once.The double door slammed open with sheer force that startled everyone.The school president, an old man in black suit stumbles into view, his loafers smacking the floor with crazy sound. Beside him were three other men in crisp suits that could and pants with cease, so sharp it could can make the skin bleed.Behind them, three military men in sharp uniform spilling in, boot thumping the marble hard, sending dangerous signal across the hall. The whole hall was already on their feet, neck stretching, murmuring buzzing in the air."What is going on?""Who are the suit men?""Damn! This smell trouble!" "Where the heck is that bastard!!!" Martinez Toyoto, the school president barked, his voice cutting across the hall angrily.The students moved away from their lane, books and pen scattering all over the floor in their haste."Elijah Langston!!" Elijah, headset pressed to his ear, sitting alone at the quietest corner of the library

*************************Inside of Elysian library turned into to chaos at once.The double door slammed open with sheer force that startled everyone.The school president, an old man in black suit stumbles into view, his loafers smacking the floor with crazy sound. Beside him were three other men in crisp suits that could and pants with cease, so sharp it could can make the skin bleed.Behind them, three military men in sharp uniform spilling in, boot thumping the marble hard, sending dangerous signal across the hall. The whole hall was already on their feet, neck stretching, murmuring buzzing in the air."What is going on?""Who are the suit men?""Damn! This smell trouble!" "Where the heck is that bastard!!!" Martinez Toyoto, the school president barked, his voice cutting across the hall angrily.The students moved away from their lane, books and pen scattering all over the floor in their haste."Elijah Langston!!" Elijah, headset pressed to his ear, sitting alone at the quiet

The dining hall of the Wayne family house was in confusion.Old Evelyn, paralyzed for five years and retained on a wheelchair was on her feet miraculously, a trembling finger pointed at the boy she was seeing for the first time, calling him her lost grandson.Ethan Foster stood in the middle of the whole thing, his heart racing with a mix of fear and confusion."Grandson?" Ethan rasped, voice heavy with disbelief. He gulped hard, stuttering the next words. "Ma.....you clearly have the wrong person..I'm not your grandson. I'm an orphan. This must be some kind of mistake."But old Evelyn wasn't having his explanation. The tears continued spilling from her eyes— The old woman was smiling through the tears.Old Evelyn's hand rubbed over his body, her emotions spilling fast. She took another step closer, gently patting her shaking palms all over his face like she had just found a long lost treasure. "My...Takeshi.. you're back."Ethan froze in the spot, unable to comprehend what was happe

"Are you ready to get something now, sir?" The waitress came around again. That was the fifth time.Ethan stiffened on the seat. He had been sitting there for about thirty minutes, waiting for his girlfriend to show up. He'd planned to suprise her by proposing to her that evening, and Ethan made sure he looked his best that night. Rented suit, that his three month salary can't buy. Clean loafers, and the most important, a ring in his pocket which felt heavier than any crates he'd ever carried. In summary, Ethan looked unusually polished, but as a poor guy, he still felt out of place among the wealthy looking patrons.He cleared his throat, leaning forward with a forced smile. "Y—you can drop the menu," He said, trying to maintain a casual voice. "I'll let you know when I pick something to eat.""Always at your service, Sir." The waitress dropped the menu on the table with a polite now and left his table.Ethan sighed. His gaze flicked to the door and then back to the menu. His jaw d

****************Bistro restaurant is not where Ethan fit it, but this night was special for him, so he had to look his best so he won't look out of place among the expensive suits and gown that probably cost more than one year of his salary.Ethan, usually clad in a crisp black suit, kept grinning sheepishly, his eyes occasionally sliding to the door, anticipating the entrance of one person...his girlfriend, and anytime the wrong face walk in, he would grumble in dissatisfaction. Ethan had called Cassandra earlier, asking where she would be by eight, and Cassandra had told him she would be coming to bistro to grab dinner. Ethan, mischievously sweet, had planned to shock her with a proposal.They had been in a relationship for three years and Cassandra had been considerate, collecting ninety-percent of what Ethan makes from juggling dirty jobs together. Ethan was really grateful that the most beautiful girl on the campus agreed to date a broke guy like him. The guy called the poores