Novels by Onome Rae

Aurora sat motionless in the empty conference room.The proposal that had taken months to prepare lay untouched on the polished table.Rejected.One word.One decision.Everything she had worked toward was slipping through her fingers.Helen was the first to recover."This is ridiculous!" she snapped. "He's only doing this to get revenge."One of the Apex executives looked at her calmly."Mrs. Hart, Chairman Pierce made it very clear. Your proposal was reviewed according to company standards."Helen scoffed."Don't lie to me!"The executive closed his folder."Whether he knew you or not, the proposal contained major financial risks. It would not have been approved."Aurora lowered her head.For the first time, she wondered whether Dominic had truly been fair.Had she mistaken justice for revenge?Meanwhile, on the top floor of Apex Tower...Dominic stood inside his new office.Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the skyline of Los Angeles.The office was elegant but understated.Charl

The conference room fell into complete silence.Every executive stood with their backs straight, their eyes fixed on the doorway.Aurora adjusted her jacket and forced a confident smile. Helen leaned forward eagerly, expecting to see a powerful business tycoon in his sixties.Footsteps echoed down the hallway.Steady.Calm.Unhurried.Then the doors swung open.Charles Whitmore entered first.The silver-haired gentleman carried himself with quiet authority.Every executive bowed respectfully."Good morning, Mr. Whitmore."Charles gave a slight nod before stepping aside."Please welcome the Executive Chairman of Apex Corporation."Another figure walked into the room.Aurora's smile disappeared.Her eyes widened.Helen's mouth fell open."No..." she whispered.Dominic.He wore a perfectly tailored black suit that fit him like it had been made for him alone. His polished shoes reflected the lights above, and a silver ring engraved with a crescent moon rested on his finger. The timid, exh

The first rays of dawn crept over the Pierce Estate, painting the mountain peaks in shades of gold.Dominic had not slept.He stood on the balcony outside his old bedroom, staring at the city below. Five years ago, he had walked away from unimaginable wealth to prove he could build a life through love instead of power.Now he understood.Love without respect became chains.A knock sounded on the door."Come in."Charles entered with a tailored black suit draped over one arm."Your clothes, Young Master."Dominic looked at the expensive suit before smiling faintly."I almost forgot what it feels like to wear something that actually fits."Charles smiled."You never forgot who you were. You simply chose to hide it."After changing, Dominic walked downstairs to the grand dining hall.Alpha Augustus Pierce was already waiting with several Pack Elders and executives from Apex Corporation.The atmosphere turned respectful the moment Dominic entered.Every person stood."Good morning, Young

Dominic sat motionless behind the steering wheel.The city lights of Los Angeles blurred through the windshield as Charles' words echoed in his mind."Your time among ordinary people has come to an end."For five years, he had lived as Dominic Hart.A struggling rideshare driver.A mocked son-in-law.A husband who endured insults for the sake of the woman he loved.But before all of that...He had been Dominic Orion Pierce, the sole heir of the Crescent Moon Pack."Young Master?" Charles' voice came through the phone again."I'm here," Dominic answered quietly."Your grandfather requests that you return tonight."Dominic closed his eyes."I'll be there.""We'll send a car.""No."Dominic glanced at the worn steering wheel of the vehicle he drove every day."I'll come on my own.""As you wish, Young Master."The call ended.Dominic looked at the passenger seat where Carl had once fallen asleep after insisting on riding with him during a weekend shift.A faint smile crossed his face."I

The alarm on Dominic Hart's phone rang at exactly 5:00 a.m.He opened his eyes before the second ring.The small storage room he slept in was barely large enough for a single bed. The walls were cracked, and the ceiling fan squeaked every few seconds. It had once been a pantry before Helen decided it was "good enough" for her son-in-law.Dominic sat up slowly, rubbing the bruise on his cheek.Aurora's slap from the previous night still stung.He had returned home with only six hundred and twenty dollars after driving passengers across Los Angeles for nearly sixteen hours.Her daily target was eight hundred dollars.Falling short meant punishment."Dominic!"Helen's sharp voice echoed from downstairs."If you're awake, stop pretending and get down here!"He exhaled quietly.Another day.Another round of humiliation.After washing his face, he walked into the kitchen.Helen was already waiting with her arms folded."You finally decided to show your useless face."Without another word, s

“Good day, Mr. Ben Marco. Thrilled to have you take up my ask.”“It’s a treat.” He fired back with a grin.“You can have your spot.” He pointed to him to sit back.“Thanks.” He said quickly. Both dudes sat down. Ben Marco was a man in his sixties but he had no less regard for Dominic cause of his rank.He was one of those who got Dominic asking if he was truly the one all these regards were sent to, a dude that was beaten down by his own mate cause he was broke.“My bad sir, I mean no issue.” The helper who was behind him said quietly.“I think I can go back to my work spot as told?”“By who?” Dominic snapped, asking which staff would be above him.“By Mr Orion.”“Oh!” He figured it was a staff that had this tell.“He told me to show you off here and then go back to keep doing the jobs he gave me.” Mr Dominic said more.“You can go,” he waved his hand. He would look at how stuff was run once he got fully set, and shift some bits to what he liked.“You can ring me with the mark three o

The pumping station was eerily silent.Water rushed through broken pipes, pooling around shattered concrete as smoke drifted from the collapsed entrance. David Porter stood in the center of the room with the confidence of a man who believed he had already won.Nathan stared at the newspaper clipping in his hand.His fingers trembled."You said she left us."David's expression remained unreadable."I did.""You made me hate her.""I made you survive."Nathan looked up, fury burning in his eyes."Stop calling your lies survival!"The words echoed through the station.For a brief second, nobody moved.Not Daniel.Not Victoria.Not the Mitchell twins.David slowly exhaled."I expected you to hate me.""You don't deserve anything else."David nodded as if the answer pleased him."Good."Nathan frowned."What?""Hate sharpens judgment. Love clouds it."Nathan took a step forward."My entire life has been one of your experiments.""No."David's voice hardened."It has been preparation."---

The pumping station fell into stunned silence.Nathan's pistol remained raised, but his hand had begun to tremble."...Little brother?"The words echoed through the chamber.The man standing at the shattered entrance smiled faintly. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, with sharp features, dark hair, and the same piercing gray eyes Nathan saw every morning in the mirror."My name is Daniel Porter," he repeated. "David Porter's firstborn."Victoria looked from Nathan to Daniel in disbelief."Nathan never had a brother.""That's because our father erased me," Daniel replied. "Just as he erased Eleanor Price from Nathan's life."Robert Collins slowly stepped away from the center of the room."I told you," he said quietly. "You're asking the wrong questions."Nathan kept his gun trained on Daniel."If you're really my brother..."He swallowed."...prove it."Daniel reached into his coat.Sarah and Emma immediately aimed their weapons."Don't even think about it," Sarah warned.Daniel igno

Cold water splashed against Nathan's boots as the group pressed deeper into the underground drainage tunnels. The air smelled of rust, damp concrete, and engine oil. Every echo of their footsteps reminded Nathan that they were walking through a place built for secrets.He stopped at a junction where three tunnels split in different directions."Which way?" Victoria asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Nathan unfolded the worn letter from Eleanor Price once more. On the back, something caught his attention for the first time.There was a hand-drawn symbol.A lighthouse.He looked around the tunnel walls."There."Faded by time, the same lighthouse symbol had been spray-painted on the left tunnel."My mother was here," Nathan murmured.Emma frowned."Or someone wanted you to think she was."Nathan didn't answer.In his world, trust had become more dangerous than bullets.Several hundred meters behind them...The Shadow Pack entered the tunnels.Their commander crouched beside fresh

The warehouse doors crashed inward with a deafening boom.Splinters of wood and twisted metal flew across the room as masked gunmen stormed inside."Move!" Nathan shouted.Bullets tore through the abandoned textile mill, shattering dusty windows and ripping through rusted machinery.Nathan returned fire, dropping the first attacker before diving behind a massive weaving machine.Emma and Sarah split in opposite directions, using the maze of old equipment to confuse the intruders.Victoria clutched the flash drive tightly, her heart pounding."We can't stay here!" she cried.Nathan fired another shot."I know!"A grenade rolled across the concrete floor.His eyes widened."Down!"The explosion ripped through the warehouse.Flames erupted instantly as old wooden pallets and oil-soaked materials caught fire.Heat spread through the building with terrifying speed.Smoke filled the air.The warehouse had become a death trap.Outside...The leader of the Shadow Pack watched the fire spread.

Rain hammered the rooftop as Nathan stared into the darkness beyond the city skyline.David had lost their car.That much was certain.But Nathan couldn't shake the feeling that his father was still watching."We can't stay here," Emma said, scanning the neighboring rooftops. "His men will search every building within minutes."Nathan nodded."We need to disappear."Sarah pointed toward a rusted fire escape."It leads into the old warehouse district. Hardly anyone goes there anymore."Without another word, the four of them descended into the maze of abandoned factories and empty loading docks.An hour later...They found shelter inside an abandoned textile mill.Broken windows allowed the wind to whistle through the building, and decades of dust covered the machinery.Victoria leaned against a concrete column, exhausted."I never imagined I'd end up hiding in a place like this."Nathan managed a faint smile."Neither did I."For a brief moment, their eyes met.The bitterness that had

The explosion shook the underground parking garage like an earthquake.Chunks of concrete crashed onto the floor as car alarms blared in every direction. Thick gray dust filled the air, making it difficult to breathe.Nathan instinctively pulled Victoria behind a concrete pillar."Stay down!"Another explosion erupted above them.The ceiling groaned.Emma peered toward the garage entrance, her face pale."They're collapsing the exits."Sarah drew her pistol."No. They're forcing us into one."Nathan's jaw tightened.His father wasn't trying to arrest him.David Porter was hunting him.Heavy footsteps echoed through the garage.Then came the unmistakable sound of automatic rifles being loaded.Nathan peeked around the pillar.Six armed men dressed in black tactical gear entered through the main ramp.Another four emerged from the stairwell."We're surrounded," Victoria whispered.Nathan counted quickly.Ten enemies.Only three pistols.Very little ammunition.The odds were terrible.On