Novels by Iwaswiththestars

“You’ll need to sign this to unlock the fund, Oliver,” Blackwell explained quietly, his tone professional but oddly distant. “It’s that easy.”Oliver’s hand hovered over the folder, but he didn’t open it just yet. His instincts were screaming at him, and the air in the room felt suffocating.‘Why did Trisha need me to sign this now?’ Oliver asked, his brows furrowing. ‘What was she planning?’“I’ll need a moment,” Oliver said, his voice low. “I also need to personally check my account and see if I can withdraw from it or not.Trisha’s smile faltered just slightly, though she masked it quickly. “Sure. He could do it, right? Mr. Blackwell?”“You can, Mr. Hunt,” answered Richard with a professional smile. “And if you can’t withdraw from it, you can go back here and let’s talk for a little longer.”Oliver nodded, and without hesitation, he went outside the private office.Just to be sure, he went to the reception area and asked, “Is Rebecca Carter in the VIP room?”“No, Sir,” the receptio

Oliver paused, and a few seconds later, he stood slowly.“Let’s go, then,” he said in a low tone.Trisha blinked, caught off guard. “You’ll come?”“I’ll come,” Oliver replied. “But not for you. I want to see who else is trying to get their hands on my money.”Upon hearing those words, Trisha suddenly froze in her spot. ‘For sure that I didn’t make my words be interpreted that way,’ Trisha said, biting her lower lip.‘But how did he come to that conclusion?’Trisha was about to ask that question, but before he could speak, Oliver beat her to it.“Aren’t you coming with me?” Oliver asked, his brows furrowing as he was ready to leave the cafe at any time.“Y-Yes,” Trisha answered, taking a deep breath. “Wait for me.”*****The bustling streets outside Umbrella Bank seemed distant as Oliver and Trisha walked in silence. Trisha’s high heels clicked against the pavement, creating more tension in the air. Oliver, on the other hand, kept his eyes ahead. His mind was sharp, processing every

“That’s the spirit,” Denver said, giving her a short nod of approval. “Then we have a deal, Trisha. I’ll help you get what you want.” Just remember, when the time comes, I’ll expect you to return the favor,” he added, a menacing smirk creeping to his face. “We’ll be working together on this.”Trisha didn’t even hesitate. She held his gaze firmly, a smile tugging on her lips. “Deal.”Both of them extended their hands, shaking hands as if they were doing a business agreement.Then, as Denver got up to leave, he gave her one last look. “Oliver won’t know what hit him. We’ll make sure of that.”It gave Trisha a sense of fulfilment, although they aren’t executing their plan just yet. But she has a good feeling about this.“We will.” Trisha nodded. “And even though we’re not starting yet, thank you for the help, Denver.”Denver only nodded in response before walking away, leaving Trisha sitting in the dimly lit bar, her mind now working with a sense of certainty. She had her plan, and wi

Denver leaned back, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp. “I’ve just been hearing a lot about you, Trisha. Especially about what happened last night.” He grinned. “You’ve got quite a... complicated situation going on with Oliver. And he humiliated you? At the parking lot?”Trisha did her best not to look shocked as soon as Denver said those words. But her eyes blew it all away.At the same time, she wasn’t that surprised with how much Denver knew. He had too many eyes in different places. Basically, now that Zayne was gone, the town was practically his.“I know that you’re not interested in gossip, and it’s the same as mine,” Trisha scoffed, rolling her eyes. “So, stop beating around the bush and tell me what you want.”Trisha couldn’t hide the annoyance in her voice. She was in no mood for anyone to waste her time, especially now that she was thinking of a plan to bring Oliver down.Denver’s smirk grew wider, and he leaned forward slightly.“I know you, Trisha. You’re thinking of

“You’re out of your mind if you think you still have any hold over him,” she said, her tone condescending. “And to be honest, I’m not afraid of you, or any tactics that you will use in the future.”Seraphine added, now her voice firm and laced with sincerity,“I’m not going to let you destroy what Oliver and I have, and the family we’re starting to build. So you can keep playing your little games, but it won’t work.” Seraphine’s voice was low and intimidating. “It’s over.”There was a brief, tense silence, and then Trisha’s voice was laced with anger. “You’re so naive, Seraphine.” Trisha chuckled sarcastically. “I’ll make sure you regret this. He’ll see the truth soon enough, that there are so many fish in the ocean, and she doesn’t need to stick with you. She added, “And when he does, you won’t even be a memory.”“Fishes?” Seraphine asked and laughed. She didn’t even bother to conceal it. “He’s not looking for fishes because Oliver is not a goddamn fisherman, Trisha. I’m not a fis

Oliver nodded, understanding the unspoken weight of her words. He knew that she needed more time, and hopefully, this conversation would help her make a decision."Take your time," he said, his voice laced with sincerity. "But I’ll be here."“Thank you,” Seraphine replied, a small smile tugging on her lips as she held the strap of her bag. “That’s it. I’ll take the train back to the capital. I need to go back to Anastasia.”Oliver wanted her to stay, even just for a little bit, so they would be together. But at the same time, he understood her dilemma. Anastasia couldn’t be left alone.‘And if something bad happens to her while we’re not around, I don’t know if Seraphine could still take it,’ Oliver thought.So, he answered, “Alright. Take care, Sera.”Seraphine only nodded in response. Then, she stood up and left the café.Oliver couldn’t help but feel that things were still fragile between them. But now, at least, they were moving in the right direction.He knew that Seraphine still

TWO YEARS LATER…The waves on the water splash on the yacht where August was standing right now. Both his hands were holding onto the rail as his gaze fixated on the sunset in front of him. It was beautiful, ethereal, and breathtaking… Just like the woman who was walking toward him.“August,” Daphne called her as she gave her husband a fruit shake. “You’ve been there for an hour already. Would you want to spend this day with fish than me?” she asked, pretending to be pissed as her lips curved into a smile.“No need to be jealous of nature, my dear wife. I just want to appreciate how beautiful the sunset was.”August laughed, pulling Daphne gently closer to him using his other hand. Now, both of them were staring at the sunset with genuine smiles plastered onto their faces. August’s hand was resting on Daphne’s waist, while the latter had her head leaned on her husband’s shoulder.A year ago, both of them got remarried, for real this time. At that moment, both of them couldn’t help bu

COUPLE DAYS later, August was able to heal from the beating he had endured when Raquel took him down. He was now as good as hell, and he could now work tirelessly to catch up with all of the deadlines and meetings he had neglected while he was at rest. Fortunately, the press, with a lot of help from Daphne, didn’t know a thing about what happened to August, or else he would be bombarded by the press in front of the Remington Corporation. However, it would not be for long, as something grand would happen now. August had been waiting for this day—The day when the final showdown begins. This day had come down to this moment, where the tables would turn, and justice would finally be served. This time, August made sure that Francis would not be able to run away from his crimes, nor frame someone up to escape from it. Inside August’s office, all of his allies, Daphne, Sapphire, and Maxine, were inside the room. The air was thick with tension as they were looking at the wall clock from ti

RAQUEL, at that moment, was too stunned to speak. Shivers sent down his spine as the unexpected news lingered in his mind. His shoulder was aching because of the pain, but suddenly, it became numb as the pain struck his heart.“W-What?” Raquel asked, blinking his eyes twice. “Are you… fooling me?”“No… It’s the truth.” Sapphire shook her head, the pain registering through her rounded, brown eyes. “We’re Maxine’s children—Her lost twins.”“But how?” Raquel’s brows furrowed in confusion and annoyance at the same time. “If she is my brother, and you’re my twin, and you knew everything about it… Then why didn’t you approach me?”“Maxine only knew it recently, the same as mine.” Sapphire heaved a sigh and bit her lower lip afterward to contain her emotions.After a few seconds, she spoke again.“August informed me recently by giving the birth certificates Master Charles hid in his cabinet. It turns out that Maxine didn’t want to know us at that time because of the complexity of her job… Sh

AUGUST WAS in a daze when he woke up from his not-so-peaceful slumber. He didn’t wake up naturally, but he woke up when someone poured him cold water placed in a bucket, causing August to jolt in shock… Only to realize that he was tied to the chair.Same situation. Same abandoned room.Shivers sent down his spine because of the uncanny coincidence both of the situations had.‘Fucking shit. This is déjà vu,’ said August at the back of his mind when he realized that this is where everything started—When Charles had his people take him so he could have a one-on-one talk with August about being a pretend heir.However, the only difference between the event before and now, is that the person in front of him looked like he was eager to kill him in an instant, but he was just taking his time to do it.“R-Raquel…” August mumbled, slightly stammering, as his gaze fixated on Raquel.“How’s your sleep, August?” Raquel threw the silver bucket on the floor in force while wearing his most sardonic

[RICHARD WELLINGTON]August blinked his eyes twice, trying to confirm if what he was reading on the paper was true, or if his eyes were just playing with him. However, a few seconds had passed, and he still read the same name.“H-How…” August was at a loss for words. It wasn’t something that he expected. He almost thought that it was Francis, but turns out that the lead scientist is Richard, the Wellington family’s original heir.“Are there—”“Greetings, Sir August.”August was about to ask the lead engineer if he found more documents other than the white folder he was holding now, but his words went midway as three cleaners who were wearing personal protective equipment suddenly bowed in front of him.“One of your employees called us to clean this room,” one of the cleaners said as she glanced at the mess August made earlier.“A-Ah. Right.”August only nodded at them, not knowing what to say. His mind was so shocked that he didn’t even notice his employees leaving him alone in the ro

TWO WEEKS LATER, the event about Bruce being confined to the Remington Mental Hospital scattered around the country. According to the doctors, Bruce was diagnosed with Complex Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, and he would need long-term medication and treatment to heal.While some people sympathized with Bruce for it, some people say that it was karma because of what he had done to August.However, August didn’t care what those people think about now. He had work—A bunch of them—And it was never-ending.It was already one o’clock in the morning as August had finished meeting with the different departments, and reviewing business proposals. He wasn’t eating his lunch yet but he was determined to finish everything first. August wanted to have free time so he could take care of his other business that he neglected because the work became surprisingly overwhelming.“Maxine…” August called, causing Maxine, who was sitting on the couch, to look at him. “Do I still have any urgent matters

Hello, everyone! Damian and Anya's story ends here. Writing this story was a rollercoaster ride of emotions for me, especially after witness how Damian retaliated and had the happy he deserved. I'm also grateful to each of you for being with me from the start to end. I hope you enjoyed reading this one as much as I enjoyed writing it, too.As we close this chapter, I want you to know that I'm planning to write another story, soon. I'm outlining a new one, and it was somehow different from my first two stories. The protagonist would be Oliver Hunt: Damian's old acquaintance, who was in the last chapter. I will let you once it's available to read. <3Anyway, please do give a review if you loved this story~ I hope you will still be here in my next one!You may try my other stories as well~ - Rise of Power: Return of The Pathetic Commoner (Completed) - Zero: God of Mercenary (Soon)Sincerely, Star

THE hostage-taking Carter did in the warehouse spread in various news channels like wildfire. Everyone was shocked because of his sudden escape from prison, making the residents afraid for their safety, knowing that the management wasn’t doing their job properly to monitor the prisoners.With that, the warden and his apprentices, who were also under Carter’s authority, were fired from their jobs. They were replaced by a management who cared about their citizens, removing the patronage system in the prison, and bringing back justice at the same time.Due to Carter’s crimes being in high intensity, he was transferred to a high-security prison. Carter could only laugh as his mind was still in the past, thinking how rich and powerful he was, even though that wasn’t the case now.Carter had already gone insane, but it was only the beginning of his suffering.“At last, you finally arrived,” Catelyn, who was waiting in Carter’s cell, greeted. “Did you miss me?”“What are you doing here?” Cart

THE lights were flickering, adding tension in the air, as Damian entered the warehouse alone. He doesn’t have any guns or other weapons with him, nor he didn’t call anyone like Carter instructed.Damian was on high alert as he continued walking when suddenly, two men wearing full black clothes started to approach him with their guns.‘Fuck,’ cursed Damian at the back of his mind, seeing how helpless he was right now.Especially after seeing Ava tied to the chair, his mouth gagged, while Catela is sleeping in the crib beside her.Despite the situation, he couldn’t give up. Damian needed to save himself along with Ava and Catela and end this fight with Carter so it wouldn’t repeat.The two men tied Damian’s hands and feet to the chair, but unlike Ava, they didn’t gag him.“It is so unusual to see how obedient you are. I never thought you could do it,” Carter, who appeared from the shadows, smirked upon seeing Damian being helpless. “That’s right. They will always be safe as long as you

“That was not enough for all the bullshit you did to me before. But for now, let’s call it even," Damian said.Carson only shook his head as he wiped the blood on his lips before leaving the house. And the only thing that was running through his mind was how strong Damian’s punch was… before until now.THE NEXT morning, Carson didn’t just confess what he did to the board members, but he conducted a press conference to publicly apologize to Damian. He knew that Damian deserved to clear his name and regain his reputation, and although his public apology wasn’t enough, he still did it to show his sincerity.“Starting today, Carson Ferremento is now terminated as the CEO, and will face two years of suspension because of him ruining the Ferremento Corporation’s reputation,” Piper announced, her tone colder than usual. “The position will go back to Damian Giovanni Ferremento.”Carson smiled sadly, but he knew he needed to accept the consequences of his actions.However, since Damian had a

“That bastard. He told you that even though you have a husband?” Carson asked, his teeth gritting.“Well, this is just an arranged marriage, and he knows it.” Ava shrugged. “To be honest, I would marry a man like him although he isn’t the richest, than stay with a puppet like you, who only knows how to follow someone else—”“Here,” Carson interjected, giving Ava the signed papers. “I will let you take Catela because I need to deal with something, but I will take her away from you once I'm done.”“Hah. As if I will let you do that.” Ava scoffed and rolled her eyes. “Thank you for this, Carson. Catela will benefit so much from this.”And as if Ava was waiting for this to happen, when she went again to their bedroom to take Catela, she already had her luggage with her and was talking to someone.“Yes, he already signed the divorce paper, and I’m all set…” Ava said, smiling from ear to ear. “Oh, your bodyguard is outside the house already? Alright. I will let him in.”Ignoring Carson, Ava

After Carter went out of the house unnoticed, that was the only time Carson could breathe properly. He didn’t even realize he was suppressing his breath because of fear.‘Is that really the brother I used to be with ever since I was a child?’ Carson thought, his heart racing, as he leaned into a tree. ‘We are family. Why would he threaten me like that? Is the company and the organization more important to him than me?’And upon asking himself that question, Carson got his answer. Carter wouldn’t mind killing everyone who would be a hindrance to his plans, and he is not an exemption.His gaze went to the house—Something he had because of Carter. Everything he had was him, not giving Carson any chance to carve out his own identity. He was only known for his surname, and for all his careless actions when he was in teenager days.The only thing he had that wasn’t connected with Carter was Dollie, whom he took for granted, and now his family; Ava, his wife, and Catela, their child.“Ava,”