Novels by Moon's Writer

I sat there, slouched, staring blankly at the photograph. Lila’s words still echoed in my skull.Divorce.I wasn’t surprised, but that didn’t mean it didn’t cut deep.I should’ve been angry. Or maybe numb.But all I felt was… hollow.Just then, my phone buzzed sharply on the table, dragging me out of that storm of thoughts. The screen lit up with Evan's name.I answered. “Yeah?”“Morning, boss,” his familiar voice greeted, “How’s the house? You alright?”I rubbed my eyes, exhaling. “Any news? Movement from the Tyrions?”There was a pause.“Nothing yet,” Evan said finally, “They’ve been quiet since the incident at the manor. I got my eyes on the estate, though.”“Good.”“I was about to head your way,” he added. “Thought I’d drive you to the barracks—”“No need,” I interrupted. “I’ll find my way there, but I’ve got something else for you.”“Go on.”“I need you to look into something,” I said, standing and walking toward the kitchen, “check if there’s any new gang in town… one with a mas

The scent of blood still lingered in the air, mixed with dust and the sharp tang of broken glass. My boots crunched softly against the floor as I moved around the living room, silently picking up the shattered pieces.I cleaned slowly. The mess wasn't just physical. It was a reflection of everything I had left behind... and everything that had rotted in my absence.As I straightened up, my eyes caught the photo of my daughter on the wall. Aurora, smiling in a field of sunflowers, her arms outstretched toward a sky I wasn’t there to witness.I walked toward it, my gaze frozen on that little face, so familiar and yet still foreign.Ten years.Ten damn years without seeing her.I stared at the photo for a long moment before I finally reached up and gently took it down. I didn’t know if I was holding a picture of my daughter or a stranger.With a deep breath, I set it down beside the couch.Then I went back to the bottle I’d started earlier. Just a few sips remained. It wasn’t much, but e

I stood motionless, facing the barrel of a gun aimed straight at my chest held by the woman I had once promised my life to.“Lila…” I said her name with a quiet calm, ignoring the cold weight of the weapon. “You’ve been coughing for a while now. I noticed it the moment you spoke. You’ve been ignoring your treatment again, haven’t you?”Her brows furrowed. Her hand trembled slightly. But the fury in her voice didn’t waver. “Don’t,” she snapped. “Don’t you dare ask me about my health. Don’t you pretend like you care. You lost that right the moment you vanished.”I swallowed the sting of her words. “I’ve missed you,” I murmured.“If you say that again, Aiden, I swear I will pull this trigger.”The air was thick. The silence between us was louder than any scream.“Leave,” she spat. “You were dead to us. Stay that way. Don’t come back here ever again.”Then—“Mummy?”A small voice broke the tension like glass shattering on tile.Lila’s eyes widened. “Aurora,” she said quickly, lowering the

Kieran moved forward, he walked like that of a reaper. His boots clicked against the floor as he approached me, his cold eyes sizing me up like I was already a corpse beneath his blade.He stopped just a few feet away, tilted his head, and gave me a faint smile.“You’ve got a sharp face,” he said calmly. "A shame, really… but I’m just doing a job. Everyone needs money."From behind, I sensed Evans tensing.He took one step forward.“Aiden—” I said sharply. He froze. I didn’t even look back. “Don’t.”Kieran raised an eyebrow. “Loyal dog.” He chuckled. “But this is between us.”Then, without warning, he stepped in.His fist came fast, straight toward my ribs like a seasoned fighter’s blow, but his posture was weak. He wasn’t using his full strength, clearly underestimating me.Big mistake.Crack.I caught his fist midair.His knuckles slammed into my palm and stopped cold, as if he’d punched into a mountain.The entire room exhaled in disbelief.Kieran’s expression flickered. The calm

The moment cracked like thunder.The matriarch’s hands slammed down on the table. The wood screamed beneath her fists as she stood, furious. The entire room flinched.“You dare speak that name in my presence?!” Her voice was a beast. Even her loyal servants quivered under its weight.“Daniel!” I shouted again, stepping forward. “Daniel Tyrion! Your grandson! My friend! Tell me how the hell he died!”Gasps shot through the air like bullets. People backed away. Women grabbed pearls. A man dropped his wine glass, and it shattered against the marble.The matriarch’s voice returned, soaked in venomous sarcasm. “How dare a brat from House Caelum barge into my house like a rabid dog? Do you think I can’t touch your precious father, Aiden? Do you believe your name gives you immunity here?”She snapped her fingers and pointed.“Luther! Call that fool, Aldric Caelum! Tell him if he doesn’t appear here in ten minutes, his upcoming birthday banquet will become his funeral!”A heavy silence descen

"Mrs. Tyrion's blindness is no small matter," I said, my voice dipped in sarcasm, "because only someone truly blind could believe you were more excellent than Daniel."Before I could finish my thoughts, Luther shot out of his chair, his fists clenched and fury painted all over his face.Murmurs rippled through the long table."Did he just say Daniel?!""How dare he mention that name here?!""Who the hell is this guy? Is he asking to die?"Cyrus stood up with a frustrated curse. "Damn it! Does this bastard have a death wish? Get the hell out of this house!"Luther said nothing—his anger boiled, simmering behind clenched teeth and a dangerous stare.I saw my chance to push him further. “Then answer me, Luther,” I said, ignoring the idiot shouting at me. “Can you tell me exactly how Daniel died?”Cyrus laughed mockingly. “I always knew you were a lowlife. But whatever happened to that useless man, Daniel, has nothing to do with you.”He sneered, stepped forward, and waved a hand. “Look c