Novels by Alegria

Gonzalez walked away from the courthouse, deep in thought. He couldn't believe that his former partner had betrayed him, but he also couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right. As he turned the corner, he saw a familiar face."Hey, Gonzalez," a voice called out.It was the Black Panther. Gonzalez felt a surge of anger and fear, and he took a step back."What do you want?" he asked, his voice low."I just wanted to congratulate you on your victory," the Black Panther said, a sly smile on his face. "You showed Williams, didn't you?"Gonzalez felt his blood boil. He knew that the Black Panther was behind the setup, and he wanted to make him pay."I know what you did," Gonzalez said, his voice shaking with anger. "You set me up, and you tried to ruin my life."The Black Panther chuckled. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, his smile widening. "But if you want to play games, I'm always up for a little fun."Gonzalez felt a sense of dread as the Black Panther walk

Gonzalez was taken to a small room where he was met by an FBI agent, Special Agent Johnson. The agent placed a folder on the table and opened it. Gonzalez could see several photographs and a transcript of a conversation that he had had with the Black Panther. The agent slid the photographs across the table, and Gonzalez looked at them. He could see himself meeting with the Black Panther in a dark alley, exchanging an envelope. Gonzalez couldn't believe what he was seeing."This is all fabricated," he said, looking at the agent. "I have never met with the Black Panther or taken any bribes from him."The agent stared back at him, his expression unreadable. "We have evidence that says otherwise," he said. "And if you don't cooperate, we'll have to take drastic measures."Gonzalez knew that he had to clear his name, but he didn't know how. He thought about all the people he had put away, all the criminals who would want revenge. Could one of them have set him up?As Gonzalez sat there, th

(A few days earlier) Gonzalez and Natasha were in shock when they discovered the glitch in the recording. They couldn't believe someone had tampered with the evidence to frame Gonzalez. They quickly reported it to Agent Smith, who informed them that they had already identified the lawyer's assistant as the culprit."The assistant had been bribed by the Black Panther's associates to tamper with the evidence," Agent Smith said. "But don't worry, we've arrested him, and he's already given us information on who else is involved."Gonzalez and Natasha breathed a sigh of relief, but they knew they weren't out of the woods yet."We still need to prove to the court that the evidence is unreliable," Gonzalez said, worriedly."We will," Agent Smith assured him. "We have a team of forensic experts working on it right now. But in the meantime, you need to stay out of the public eye. We can't afford to have any more complications in this case."Gonzalez and Natasha followed Agent Smith's advice a

Gonzalez and Natasha, return home after a long day, only to find Agent Smith, a high-ranking member of the FBI, waiting for them in their living room. Smith informs them that they want Gonzalez to act as a mole and gather intel on the Black Panther's criminal enterprise. Gonzalez agrees, but only on the condition that he is guaranteed immunity. Over the next few weeks, Gonzalez works closely with the Black Panther and reports everything back to the FBI. Finally, the FBI is ready to make their move, and they arrest the Black Panther and his top lieutenants. However, the Black Panther's right-hand man, Vargas, attacks Gonzalez, and they engage in a fierce battle. Gonzalez lands a solid punch to Vargas's face and walks away, feeling a sense of pride and heroism.A few days later, Gonzalez and Natasha are having dinner when they hear an explosion outside. Rushing to the window, they see a car on fire and people screaming. Gonzalez and Natasha rush outside, and Gonzalez chases a man in a b

Gonzalez and Natasha arrived home, exhausted but relieved. As they stepped inside their apartment, they were greeted by a masked figure sitting in the living room."Greetings, Gonzalez. Natasha," the figure said, standing up and taking off the mask to reveal a familiar face. It was Agent Smith, a high-ranking member of the FBI who had helped Gonzalez in the past."What are you doing here, Smith?" Gonzalez asked, surprised."I'm here to help you," Smith said. "We've been keeping tabs on the Black Panther for a while now, and we know he has connections to some big-time players in the criminal underworld. We want to take them all down, but we need your help."Gonzalez was hesitant. He didn't like working with the FBI, but he knew that they had resources that could help him take down the Black Panther once and for all."What do you need me to do?" he asked."We need you to act as a mole," Smith said. "We want you to get close to the Black Panther and his associates, gather intel, and repo

Gonzalez breathed a sigh of relief as the Black Panther signaled for his men to bring Natasha out of the car. She stumbled towards Gonzalez, her face bruised and battered, but alive. Gonzalez rushed to her side and embraced her tightly, tears streaming down his face. "You're safe now," he whispered. "I'll never let anything happen to you again." The Black Panther watched the scene with interest, a smug look on his face. "Don't think that this is over, Gonzalez," he said. "I'll be back, and next time, you won't be so lucky." Gonzalez glared at him, his anger boiling over. He wanted nothing more than to punch the Black Panther in the face, but he knew that he had to keep his cool. "We'll be ready for you," he said. "And we won't hesitate to take you down." The Black Panther laughed a cold and sinister sound. "We'll see about that," he said before disappearing into the night. Gonzalez and his team took Natasha to the hospital to get her injuries treated. As she was being exami

Melissa regretted her actions very badly. She knew that she had wronged Micheal in a very bad way and the guilt of all she did was telling so much on her that she didn't even know what to do.She hated her life Instantly that moment as she had now lost everything and she didn't even know what to do anymore. She had lost her sanity, was a divorcee for the third time and now was left with nothing. She was not getting a single dime as she could not get any alimony from her divorce with Jackson.How was she going to get that when her marriage had been with an animal in human form, a total bastard who was now rotting in jail and whose situation was even worse than Peter's case.Peter was almost done with his jail term and would finally be out in a month's time but Jackson? The same man whom she had thought was going to change her family's status and that of her own self into something much greater and better had ended up being the one that shattered her the most into a thousand pieces. M

The hall that night was filled with a lot of people dressed all beautiful and attractive. They had all been invited to the 50th anniversary of the biggest and most successful company in the country. The Imperial Empire which was a family and generational corporation built by the wealthy Imperial Dynasty was an epitome of very massive success and an unmatching prosperity that no other company or corporation present in the country could boast of.Everyone of them came behind in the place of rank after the well respected company. Most times when the media even wants to rank businesses or even make mention of the business world, they always referred to it as the Imperial Holdings company and others.Competitors who were also doing quite well in the social ladder themselves and had tried for several years to come close to them in their place of ranking were not able to reach their level or even come close. The day was a very happy and great day for the Imperials as it was one they had al

After the fight with Melissa, Jackson tore the divorce paper she had brought to him into a million shreds. He was not going to just let her leave like that. She walked into his life like a petty leech when the goings were rosy and things went smooth but now that he was identifed as a bastard, here she was looking for the bestest and fastest exit. She wants to leave the marriage because she didn't want to go down the drain with him.Jackson was bent on teaching her a great and very bitter lesson, one that she was going to regret for the rest of her life. He wasn't surprised, he was well aware of the tactics she wanted to employ with him. Get with him when he's super rich and then abscond the moment he's going down the social ladder. Wasn't that what she had done with her other men?He had seen that coming already and wasn't surprised one bit when she came to drop the divorce papers in front of him.So, here he was keeping her in his captivity. She was going to regret ever walking in

Melissa had driven down straight to the house of her husband that Sunday afternoon after she'd spend some days off in her parents house. She drove her father's car and parked it at the front of the house she and Jackson use to stay together. The house she was certain was no longer going to be hers as she was left heartbroken and shattered into a thousand pieces because of the current dilemma she had gotten herself into.After the genetic test results and the shocking revealation about the true state of the man she had recently just got married to, she was left horrified and beyond shock as she didn't even know what to do that moment.Jackson Imperial whom she had thought was going to finally be the one, the big dream she had been searching for in a man turned out to be nothing more but a bastard!That was the greatest shocking news she'd ever receive in her life. She had thought being with Peter who was still currently serving his jail term was worse, nothing had gotten her prepared

Micheal was very happy that moment. His name was finally cleared and everyone now accepted him as the one and only true heir of the Imperial household and family.The media who once spoke bad about him all apologized openly to the public, retracting their statement about him being a bastard as he was infact a true blood of Albert Imperial and was his true grandson compared to Jackson who was the real bastard.Leo Dane who had decided to work with Jackson and had also antagonized him back then had to apologize openly to Micheal and the chairman too. He knew that he was wrong for doubting Micheal's true existence as an Imperial.He also blamed himself for believing in Jackson who had tricked him into standing against Micheal as he thought the young man didn't deserve the position Albert had given him. But, things had backfired and the real dark truth had been finally revealed. Jackson was indeed the bastard and it was so surprising to see that the point he wanted to use against his sup

After the heart wrenching discovery of Jackson's real position as a non-Imperial, the entire media was thrown into a frenzy at the extreme turn of events. It felt as though he had used his own hands to ruin his life and the plan that he had made to make his enemy Micheal fall off the greatest cliff had boomeranged. He got affected instead.Jackson could not believe his ears, he still found it really hard to believe that he, Jackson Imperial, the one time popular youngest son of the Imperial Holdings, who had thought he alone would have the right to the entire fortune and riches of the family was now reduced to nothing but a worthless bastard. He didn't even know what to do at that period.Even after trying out his genetic test in seven othef hospitals, it still came out the same way. He kept getting the confirmation upon confirmation that he was indeed a bastard and was not from the successful family bloodline or dynasty."How the heck did this happen? What the heck went wrong?!" He

A hush fell over the banquet hall as the tall, broad-shouldered man in a dark government uniform entered. His medals gleamed under the chandeliers, and his entourage moved like a protective wave around him. Immediately, conversations died, music lowered, and employees straightened in instinctive respect.Bella recognized the insignia on his jacket.*A high-ranking Federal Security official.*What was someone like him doing here?The man scanned the hall once, twice, then walked straight past business leaders, CEOs, military contractors and stopped in front of Lucas.Every eye turned.Then, in full view of the elite guests, the official bowed his head in a respectful salute.Gasps echoed.Bella’s body jolted. Malcolm’s mouth fell open like a broken hinge.“Sir,” the official said, voice deep and solemn, “I apologize for arriving late. There were traffic restrictions due to the summit. General Lucas Oliver, your men are stationed outside. They await your command.”General… Lucas Oliver?

A soft chime echoed through the hall, signaling the start of the ceremony. The murmurs ceased. Camila released Lucas’ arm with a graceful touch and strode toward the stage. The spotlight followed her automatically, as though the entire hall was built for this moment alone.Her heels clicked against the marble like a countdown.Bella’s throat tightened. Malcolm instinctively tugged at his tie, sweat beading at his temples. Neither of them understood why the crowd stood a little straighter as she passed, why officials nodded with respect, why military representatives subtly moved to attention.When Camila reached the center podium, the lights dimmed, and the projector behind her flickered to life.The screen displayed her image in bold, elegant print.**CAMILA ADAM****Chief Executive Officer of Global Commerce Federation****Heir to the Adam Global Holdings** **Daughter of George Stark Adam***(The City's chamber of commerce president )*The hall erupted.Gasps. Applause. Disbelief. E

Finally, a sliver of opportunity appeared. Lucas had stepped aside for a brief moment, speaking to an aide and distracted. Bella’s chest tightened, and she marched forward, words rehearsed a dozen times in her mind. “Lucas…” she began, her tone dangerously soft, laced with venom.He glanced up, eyes calm, unreadable.“You moved on… this fast?” she spat, her voice breaking slightly. “Is this why you rushed the divorce? Was it just to toss me aside for her?”Lucas’s gaze remained steady, his posture immaculate. His lips curved slightly, not in amusement but in controlled precision. Then he spoke, each word slicing through her like ice:“Some people only value gold when they lose it.”Bella froze. Her lips parted, her throat dry. The words weren’t loud, but they carried a weight that crushed every excuse she had left in her mind. She opened her mouth, trying to reply, but no words came.“Gold?” she finally whispered, incredulous. “You... how”Before she could finish, Malcolm appeared at

Bella clenched her fists as she and Malcolm walked away from Camila’s guarded table. The sting of humiliation burned on her face like a slap. Malcolm kept his expression neutral, but a twitch in his jaw betrayed his frustration. They had just been treated like nobodies, as if their presence was nothing more than a nuisance.Greenshift Energy Industries was failing. Tonight was their one shot. If they couldn’t secure a collaboration with Global Commerce Federation (GCF), their company would inevitably collapse, and every guest here probably knew it. The whispers they heard confirmed it.“Defaulted on a major contract…”“They’re desperate for an investor…”“Global Commerce Federation won’t waste time on a sinking ship…”Malcolm forced a smile, but his voice dropped to a grim whisper. “We can’t leave without getting through to them. Whether they’re arrogant or not, Global Commerce Federation is our last lifeline.”Bella nodded slowly, though her attention was fixed on Lucas and the myste

The grand hall of Solaria Imperial Tower glowed like a palace dipped in gold.Crystal chandeliers shimmered overhead, reflecting off polished marble floors. Classical music floated through the air, played live by an orchestra positioned beneath an archway carved with cherubs. Uniformed waiters glided silently through the room with trays of champagne carved with gold foil labels. The scent of white lilies and old money hung thick in the atmosphere.Tonight wasn’t just a charity banquet. It was a battlefield of power.Foreign ambassadors mingled with top CEOs, famous entrepreneurs and high-ranking military officials whose medals flashed like stars. It was a room filled with people others bowed to yet unknown to them.Bella and Malcolm arrived early, their demeanor poised but visibly stiff. Malcolm adjusted his cufflinks for the fifth time, forcing a confident smile.“This is an opportunity,” he muttered like a prayer. “Once we lock the partnership with Global Commerce Federation (GCF),

Upstairs, away from the chaos of the lobby, Camila closed the suite door behind them and exhaled softly. Her gaze drifted to Lucas’s hand the small, crushed remains of the necklace still resting in his palm like pieces of a broken memory.“Lucas” she said gently, stepping closer, “give it to me.”He hesitated.“I know someone who can restore it,” she added, her voice softer now. “Better than anyone else. It won’t be perfect, but… it won’t stay shattered either.”Lucas slowly placed the broken necklace into her hands. “Thank you,” he murmured. But his eyes remained clouded, the weight of the moment still lingering on his shoulders.Camila studied him for a long second. “You’re thinking about what that brat said downstairs, aren’t you?”Lucas didn’t answer, but the faint tension in his jaw gave her all the confirmation she needed.“So there really is a ‘new brother-in-law’?” she asked, her tone slightly sharper than before.Jealousy pricked at her, quick and uninvited. Before it could s