Novels by Pen forge

Elijah Drek, the man who had never been disturbed by Westgate's insecurity and unrest rose to his feet and walked to the mirror hanging on the wall of his office. He adjusted his collar and smoothen out every little wrinkle on his uninform. He adjusted his badge with careful practice."I should appear clean to the public and.." He paused, intentionally dropping his expression to a sympathetic one. He laughed sharply in self-amusement, his belly bouncing against his uniform. "Hehehe...it suits me perfectly. The public will believe I'm sympathetic. They'll be moved by my act." A sharp knock came on his door. He already knew who it was before he said, "Come in."The young officer who called earlier walked in with a printed paper. He stamped his feet to the floor and gave a respectful salute.He dropped his hand to the side and stepped forward. "The speech is ready, Sir." He said respectfully.Elijah Drek turned away from the mirror and looked at him. He smiled lightly."Good. Good of y

The metropolitan station buzzed with the usual restless rhythm: Uniformed police men walked in and out of the place carrying out their duties, vehicles rolled to a stop outside, policemen pushing out suspects in cuffs for investigation.The inside of the stations was no different. The smell of coffee and freshly printed report papers stayed in the air, quiet conversations hummed in the air amidst duty discharge.Behind the front desk, a heavy-bellied officer sat behind with a permanent scowl on his face while speaking to a matured woman."The name of the girl your mentioned is not found in our database, Madam," the officer said, his voice rude. "You common citizens just waltz in here to make empty reports!" The woman, tears rolling down to her cheek, face streaked with sweat and dirt held the officers's hand desperately."I'm not lying, officer...my daughter..she's missing..." Her voice cracked with emotions that didn't even move the officer a bit. Instead, it got him even more infur

Kade walked over to Sophia, his expression softened unlike the man she witnessed handicapped about twenty men a few minutes ago, this wasn't the man who had dodged bullets unscathed— he was the same man but with the face of CARE."We should leave now." Kade stretched a hand to her as he said softly. Sophia grabbed his hand slowly, still holding his gaze. "Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" Kade smiled lightly. "I'm fine." He simply said. "Are you sure?" She was skeptical, her eyes roaming over his body, searching for a tear, a mark, any injury but what she was was dust and blood on his vest, and none of it belonged to him. "Absolutely." He repeated calmly. "I told you it was nothing to worry about. This is nothing compared to what I faced while I was in prison."Sophia nodded gently. Then her eyes darted to the backstage door. "There are other girls in a room at the back. We should save them too and hand them over to the police for identification."Kade looked in the direction

Kade tilted his head to the side slightly, his expression cold and unreadable."Tell me," He held Jack's gaze, "where are the men you wanted to buy with your money to fight me? Can they protect you now?" He raised his hand up and struck Jack in the face. The impact echoed across the room, the Bodyguards flinched, gripping their weapons tightly unsure if they should open fire. Kade had completely shield himself with Jack's body and any mistake from the men, Jack would be the one to fall from their bullets.The slap snapped Jack's face to the side. His cheek bloated with red prints of fingers across his face. "Don't..don't shoot. " He croaked, his throat burning, his face searing like meat under heat. Kade raised his hand again and struck him in the face. Blood thickened on his cheek, finger imprinted painfully on his flesh. "I could have died in that place. You think the best way to latch onto a woman is by burying another man behind Bar? You're dumb. There is no forgiveness for y

"What? This man is courting death!" "He just called Crusher a mosquito? He's stupid! Crusher will grind his bones to dust." The murmuring continued to ripple across the room while Crusher's eyes darkened like a storm cloud. "You arrogant bastard!" He spat. "Get ready to die!!!" He barrelled towards Kade like a truck, his feets hammering the concrete and leaving craters behind. "This is it. We're not going to survive this." Sophia's heart jumped to her throat as panic hit her like something physical.The hall leaned in, expecting grotesque.Jack dropped his leg and stretched forward slightly, a cruel anticipating smirk spreading to a grin across his greasly face. "Break him." Kade didn't even move, his expression remained unreadably cold. "Diee!!!!" Crusher roared and threw a devastating punch at him, shockwave blasting around his fist, coming straight to demolish Kade. At the last second, Kade raised his hand— one hand and caught Crusher fist in his grip. The impact echoed sh

Jack shifted his gaze to Thompson, wreck and motionless on the floor, his blood pooled beneath his body.He looked back to Kade with shock he couldn't hide. He knew the man standing before him wasn't the man they sent to prison five years ago. As well, he was aware that prison, especially Deadmoo would either break people or forge them into something dangerous. And Kade coming out from that terrifying place meant he's no more ordinary.Jack took one step forward. The shock in his eyes earlier vanished, replaced with cold amusement. "You're different now. Not many people can survive that hell of a place, but brute strength doesn't make you king." Jack said unhurriedly, crossing his hands behind his back in calm composure. "In this world, money rules over strength. So, your strength is nothing because I have men who are times ten powerful than you are." Kade scoffed, a faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips."You're still not understanding it, do you?" He said, "that your money,

"And how are you going to do that?" Fred asked him, almost with the tone of impossibility. "You're ex-banker, Kane. Not a cop. You're no attorney either.""Just tell me the estimate of everything and let me handle the rest.""I'll tell you simply because I want to tell you. Claire is not someone who looks like she should be messed with, with that mutt around her." He said. "I can't forget everything I lost. It estimated up to $30,000." Fred simply said, picked up his glass and sipped it."Plus emotional damage, embezzlement of funds, break of trust which led to mental health depletion." Fred cough out the wine, the red liquid splashed across the table. People around turned to look at him, but his own eyes were on Kane, staring at him in disbelief mixed with shock."What the heck?! Are you kidding right now?" He gushed. "You've got cash to get a lawyer?"Kane simply smiled, a faint, almost imperceptible smile that touch only the corner of his lips."Just leave the rest for me to han

Butcher charged at Richard.CRACK!He kneed Richard. The impact echoed with a sickening crack as Richard's head snapped back. Blood splashed backward into the air in arc before his body collapsed to the concrete. Richard became motionless, maybe he was dead or still alive.Butcher walked over to Elias and gave a deep respectful bow."I'm sorry, Grandmaster," He said, back still pressed flat, "I couldn't take his insult on you that was why I had to stand."He wanted to drop to his knee again."Don't." Elias said. One word that carried command. "Stand upright. You can leave." Butcher's expression flushed with relief. "Thank you, Grandmaster. Thank you Grandmaster." He said, bobbing his head. Then he stood straighter. "Grandmaster, I'd like to escort you to wherever you're going." "That's not necessary." He said, "i don't want attentions. Whenever I need you, I'll call you." Butcher nodded. Yet he pressed on politely, eager to serve him. "Then grant me the honor to drive you, Maste

**********"***3RD FLOOR OF THE IMPERIAL KITCHEN The interior was Luxury and performance through silence. Uniformed staff workers gilded through private booths, balancing silver trays on their palm as the deliver the job they were paid for. The air inside here smelles the mix of aroma from expensive cuisines and perfume from high end clientele.Alexander Strode across the room along with Claire. They took the book at the centre of the room and sat down. Alexander was still fuming from the earlier scene that got him embarrassed at the lobby."You looked worked up, Alexander," Claire said, setting down her bag on the table. "You already called the security to deal with them. We don't need to both about those riffraffs. They'll ruin our date."Alexander exhaled sharply, forcing him anger away, deciding to await the video of Kane and Fred beaten and pleading on their knee for mercy. "Waiter!" He called arrogantly, like the room was his to control. A waiteress hurried over to the table,

""""""""""""""""BANG!!The bullet rang out with a deafening echoed that shook the entire building.The bullet that should have lodged into Tara's back drove into Zane's back as he spun around Tara around, covering her with his body, forming a shield from the bullet.Zane groaned slightly but he didn't fall. He leaned over Tara slightly, Tara was tilted, face up, balanced in his arm. He blinked in shock. The entire room seemed to freeze before her eyes.Zane was bleeding from his back yet he wasn't showing he was affected in his expression.Romano narrowed his eyes to them. He had Intended to shoot Tara originally before Zane took the bullet for her. The situation surprised him but it disappeared immediately. What was more shocking?Before his eyes— Zane gently lifted Tara back to her feet. He didn't let go of her hand as he pushed her behind his back, facing the opponents with a cold dangerous expression.Tara's eyes dilated, shock and panic flashing through her eyes seeing the blo

At once, the men charged at Zane with weapons.Zane didn't move but his eyes were focused.His fingers clenched tight at the side, an invisible energy flowing around him like a vortex. As the enemies close in on him, Zane simply swung his right arm. The force of the invisible energy sent the men flying across the room in different directions. Some were sent shattering into tables and chairs, some slammed against the wall and collapsed heavily to the ground groaning in pain. Their weapons clattered beside them uselessly.The rest of the men, about fifty of them at his left side paused seeing the others whimpering on the floor. They hesitated, fear cracking through their expression. The were still holding their weapons but with shaking hands. Romano's eyes narrowed on Zane, shock mixed with surprise flashing in his eyes."Who the fuck are you??" His tried to steady his voice."How the heck is he able to do that?" Nikolai muttered, his eyes darting about the room to the men littering t

"Boss.. that's not true..I swear..I severed his heart with my hand..I killed him with my own hands." Nikolai stuttered, clueless on how Zane was still alive when he remembered he murdered him with his own hands.But this man standing across from him wasn't a ghost. He was flesh and blood."That is true, Boss Romano.." One of the men who dumped Zane's body into the Sea confirmed to Nikolai's statement, his voice shaking with confusion that only deepened without understanding the situation.Romano looked away from them to Zane, staring at him intently. "Who are you?" His voice carrying across the room. "Do you have an idea of the room you just walked into?" "Wrong question, Romano." Zane retorted, his voice slow, smooth and even. "You should ask why I'm here— to kill you.""You rude brat!!" Nikolai hissed, spit flying from his mouth. "How dare you speak to Boss with that filthy disrespectful mouth of yours." Zane scoffed, shaking his head, looking at Nikolai up and down. "You never c