Novels by Bigsnowy

The Williams Mansion faded into the background, leaving them to a ride suffocating with an awkward silence. [Good morning, Aleric City!] The masculine voice yelled, assisted by the mundane music playing in the background of the podcast. Apart from the reeving sound of their car engine breaking the silence, neither Mason nor Ariel exchanged a single glance or spoke a word. Even when she pretended to be on her phone, he could tell she was going in a circle when she didn't scroll past the same page of the article she was reading.“Do you mind if I put something else?" Ariel finally asked, narrowing her gaze. From the corner of his eyes he notices she would rather stare at the control panel than face him directly.He nodded, returning his eyes to the road. Ariel ran her fingers through the smart surface, switching the channel. When she couldn't find anything that caught her interest, she let out a sigh and returned to the original podcast they were listening to.‘It’s better I just get

"This is Ariel," Grace said with a smile, one that didn't match with Mason's expressionless face. “She's not only the daughter of the president, but her mother is my best friend." The warmth swirling in her tone made Mason turn to his mother with a furrowed brow. Given the many hours she devoted to her work, it was difficult for him to hear her use not just the word 'friend' but 'best friend'. Seeing his reaction, Grace chuckled softly. “Oh Mas, being a busy woman doesn't mean I don't have a few friends. And, you know, you're not exactly in the right position to judge,” she said, her eyes twinkling with amusement. Mason scoffed, crossing his arms. "What? I do have friends,” he replied confidently, only to be met with the narrowed brows of both his sister and mother, signaling their doubt. "Well, if they are not invisible, then I would definitely like to meet them,” Grace replied. Mason's lips almost curved into a smile when the thought of an emoji crossed his mind. He could almost p

Reality was as clear as ever, yet Mason felt a thick fog of confusion clouding his mind. His eyes panned at the figure across his bed with the sheet barely covering her body. His eyes traveled from her smooth skin to the messy hair framing her face. The sight of an unfamiliar but beautiful woman sharing his space sent his heart racing with several explanations. "Who are you?!" Mason asked, his voice laced with both shock and urgency. This was the thousandth time he had uttered those words, yet the woman's response was merely a groan. She dismissively waved her finger. "Go away," she murmured, her voice filled with exhaustion and irritation.Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps reverberating down the hallway drew Mason's attention. He averted his gaze to his partially open door, which he was sure he had locked last night. Just like he predicted, the door swung open with his sister standing at the threshold.Haley, frozen at the doorway, felt her face mask with horror and disbeli

“Mr. and Mrs. Jordan,” Dr. Lukeman began, his expression warm but serious, “I’m relieved to inform you that Fiona is in the clear. She experienced a temporary coma, but the good news is that her vitals are responding positively. Any time from now, she should be waking up.”As the words sank in, a collective sigh of relief escaped the couple. They directed their gaze to the other members of their family, who were now celebrating the news.“Thank you very much, Dr. Lukeman,” Mr. Jordan replied, his voice filled with gratitude as he shook the doctor's hand.“Well, I didn’t do much, but whoever adjusted the room temperature saved her life,” Dr. Lukeman answered, glancing at his watch. All eyes in the room turned toward Mason, who stood at the edge of the group.“You saved my sister, Mason!” Cleodora exclaimed, casting a grateful gaze his way.Mr. Jordan stepped forward, with his hand stretched out. "Thank you very much for saving my princess!" He muttered.“We are all just relieved she is

Mason, isolated at the end of the hallway, glanced back at the scene behind him. The hallways lingered with the Jordans and every other extended family member who was there for support. Even when Dr. Lukeman and his teams were behind closed doors and undoubtedly working hard, the weight of uncertainty pressed heavily on them.“Is she going to be okay?” Haley's voice broke through his thoughts, drawing Mason’s attention back to the phone pressed to his ear.He heaved a sigh; it was the first time he could hear his own exhaustion. “It’s too early to tell, but Dr. Lukeman is here,” he added, hoping that would give a hope of reassurance. Haley paused, allowing a brief silence. “I will inform everyone you won't be coming home tonight,” she said. Mason glanced back at Cleopatra, and as much as he wanted to be by her side, he couldn't stay, and he knew following Emoji instructions gave Fiona better chances. “No, don't. I will be on my way once things settle down here,” he replied.The hesi

As the words echoed through the room, the sisters exchanged a quick glance and without hesitation, Cleodora reached for the control panel by the bedstand. She pressed her trembling fingers on the buttons, and a soft beep filled the space as the digital display raised the temperature. The room gradually adapted, with the air becoming more saturated with warmth.Mason returned his gaze back to Fiona, who was still unconscious, all he could do was stare at her. Though he didn't understand the reason for the emoji suggestion, he knew it was important and could be dangerous if anyone were to go against it.The Silence in the room stretches, and the figures behind shifted restlessly, with their eyes fixed on him. Even without turning around, he could feel their gaze silently urging him for an explanation or perhaps a glimmer of hope. Mason sighed, straightened his posture, and turned to meet their eyes. How could he possibly explain his decision to turn on the heat without breaking any ru

Julie met her brother’s piercing gaze with a calm, emotionless expression. Despite his irritated tone and confrontational attitude, she remained still and silent, showing no signs of surprise or remorse.“And you—” Mr. Paul paused as if recognizing the face of Joshua. “You're that man from the lobby. I thought I told you to place a ban on him?!”Mrs. Felicia glanced at Joshua, whose eyes panned outside the transparent wall of the room. He was calm, too calm, so that when he finally glanced at the board members' direction, uncertainty instantly crept into their faces. “Call security—”“That's enough,” Joshua's authoritative voice growls. Everyone in the room snapped their heads in his direction. Mr. Cedric instantly dropped to his chair with wide eyes.Paul, who hadn't come across Don Cara except in the lobby, scoffed.“Do you know who you're talking to?!” he yelled, clenching his fist. “Get me security now!” He snapped at Mrs. F

Meanwhile, inside the SC conference room, a group of fourteen board members gathered, seated in hierarchical order with individual tags displaying their names and official titles. Unlike the seven continental staff meetings, which included a wider array of participants, this annual gathering was limited to the board of directors.A normal meeting would be characterized by subtle whispers and opinions, but this was notably silent, so silent that the only movement was from a man seated at the far end of the room. He nodded his head slowly with a smile spreading across his lips.“It seems like neither one of you is willing to make the hard decision,” the voice of Mr. Paul lingered through the silence. Each member, hearing his words, remained quiet with their collar high. The look on their faces made Paul's lips stretch into a grin.It was the first time he had seen the board stunned into silence at the mention of a replacement, which gave a hint that there had never been one. The name he

“B… But Ms. Felicia, you have to understand, though you are my superior,” the lady paused, narrowing a forced smile towards Joshua. “I have experience in these kinds of matters, so trust me when I say this man shouldn't be your priority," she added, hoping to convey her point.Felicia's expression hardened as she tilted her head to meet the woman’s eyes. “Like you said, I am your superior, and I will not tolerate insubordination. If you ever undermine my authority again, there will be consequences!” The gravity of her words hung in the air, sending chills down the spines of the other staff.The lady with a stunned expression nodded and then shrank back. The young receptionist, seeing her boss's expression, forced down a lump. “L…let me take down your details,” she said.“That won't be necessary,” Felicia quickly added, then turned to Joshua. “This way, sir,” she added, directing him towards the elevator.The other staff, seeing the scene, whispered in silence, with the horror of the

The elevator doors slid shut, leaving a few lingering gazes on Joshua. Ignoring their curious stares, he strode toward the receptionist's desk. Although Joshua had a secret access card tucked away in the right pocket, which would grant him entry to any floor, he decided not to use it. Instead, he slid into the crowd, weaving through the line until he reached the front. The young woman with dark hair styled back into a bun barely looked up from her computer screen. “Hello, how can I help you?” “I would like to speak with whoever is in charge,” he replied, a hint of urgency lacing his words. The thought of using his card crossed his mind again, but he brushed it off. With his earlier encounter with Paul, he believes there is already a face ban on him and that he would trigger security if he were spotted. The lady, struggling to comprehend what he was saying, finally looked away from her screen to focus on him. “I’m sorry, sir, but could you please repeat that?” she said, adjusting

The following day, news of a police raid on multiple downtown clubs spread through the media like wildfire.“Yesterday's raid marks a victory in the ongoing battle against organized crime and corruption,” the voice of a reporter announced.Meanwhile, Joshua, who had his eyes fixed on the road and his hand against the wheel, increased the volume of the mini TV embedded in the luxury of his car."The actions from the police department follow a recent incident in which an officer was brutally killed by a cartel member, sparking outrage from law enforcement. According to official sources, authorities seized a significant amount of illegal drugs and apprehended several gang members during this operation.”Joshua, seeing the red traffic light, slowed down and dropped his gaze at the screen, showing a familiar female figure, one whom he had encountered recently."The joint task force, formed to tackle gang-related violence and drug trafficking, has demonstrated commitment to its mission. The

The sound of broken furniture echoed through the room, followed by a heavy silence that lingered among the men watching their colleague, who whimpered in pain."I think he broke my bone!" The man whimpered in pain.Joshua, towering above the crumpled figure, pulled his cold gaze from the man to the other men, who remained shocked at the scene. Their smirk, that has once adorned their faces, was nowhere to be found. Joshua adjusted his clothes before stepping forward. “Which other one of you laid a finger on him?” his voice echoed through the silence. The man sitting with pliers in his hands finally stood up. He shifted his gaze from his injured colleague to the strange man standing with a question.“Who are you?” The word broke out, rolling off his lips. Joshua raised his gaze to meet the man's eyes, and with his expressionless face, he remained quiet. The silence felt heavy, almost suffocating, as if the men held their breath, waiting. Even the man crumpled on the floor held his w

A moment after the incident, Lucian, not ready to go home, sat at the waiting ward, hoping to speak to the doctor who had attended to the girl. Though Lucian wasn't her family but filled in a few details, I'm trying the hospital chat except the part regarding her name and medication or allergies.After what felt like an eternity, the doctor emerged from the surgical ward, his face a mask of fatigue and concern. Lucian, seeing his expression, felt his stomach twitch and instinctively clenched his stomach, bracing himself for the news that was about to shatter his world.“Doctor, what is going on? Is she okay?” Lucian asked, pulling his eyes from the hospital board, which showed the surgery was over.The doctor, seeing his expression, heaved a sigh, prompting him to force down a lump. “The patient lost a lot of blood, which made the surgery difficult considering her blood is difficult, but the surgery was successful, and we need to monitor her vitals closely,” the young doctor added.Ma

The man's voice vibrated through the air, making Lucian adjust his gaze to the girl shuddering under the man's grip. The weather, which wasn't helping the situation, soared with thunder, and even the man quickly glanced at the sky before returning his gaze to Lucian. The man scoffs, tightening his hold on his blade. "If you had just done what I asked for, I would have been on my way, and everyone would have been happy!" He yelled, adjusting his gaze to his unconscious men on the floor. “You have to make things difficult by playing a hero, huh?” The loud voice, yelling angrily at Mason, made the girl shiver once more, and even when she tried to maintain her composure, the cold rain pierced into her skin. “Shake one more time and I will slit your throat!” The man yells, and the girl freezes, holding her breath. Hot tears drop from her cheeks as she holds Lucian's gaze. Her eyes secretly beg him to save her, and Lucian understands her pain signals for her to remain calm. Luci

Lucian raised his gaze to the shattering rain pouring on the city, leaving the predatory eyes of the men staring from him to the girl handing in his shadow. None of the cars driving by dare to stop or interact, including the pedestrian who instantly retreats away from their destination when they come across the scene, as they assume the men with the mask and bat are from a gang, which always results in Violence. The rain became heavy, and none of the thugs seemed affected by the weather, especially the man who was skillfully swinging his bat, ready to attack.A dangerous smile crawled into Lucian's lips at the adrenaline running through his veins. His eyes watched every move made by his opposition. Predicting the thug's next move, Lucian lunges forward before the man can get closer to him. He quickly ducked his head, avoiding the flying bat that swung above him, and with the force of his clenched fist, he sent a heavy blow into the man's gut.With a loud groan, the masked man stagge

Lucian's frowns deepen as he shifts his gaze from the injured men on the floor to the group slamming iron bats on their hands. They all wore black masks except for Henry, who dressed differently from them and wouldn't stop grinning. A satisfied expression spread across his features since his plan to get Lucian off his car in a lone street was successful. Lucian instantly turned to see if the girl he was trying to save was also part of Henry's plan, and when she inched closer to him, she hid her shuddering body away from the prying eyes of Henry's men. Mason shrugged off the thought since she was a victim of Henry's vicious plan. He remembers Henry making threats, but he didn't expect him to pull something like this."I see, you were able to handle these two idiots," Henry said, placing his boot on top of their heads until one of them let out a whisper from the pain. "You must feel like a hero for saving that girl, don't you think?" he grinned, his tone laced with sarcasm, but Lucian

The men watched, as the figure exited the luxury car parked in front of them, and a frown appeared on their faces, as they stared at Lucian, who also reciprocated their action with a sneer. The men tightened their hold on the girl, who whimpered with pain escaping her mouth. The taller man, who had a scar on his top brow, scoffs with irritation. “This is none of your busy boy, get lost!” The man growls, making Lucian clench his fist while his legs are rooted to the ground. The shorter man, seeing Lucian, was adamant about their instructions: glance from him to his colleague before pulling out a knife from his back pocket. “You don't want to mess with us, boy! Leave, if you know what is good for you!” the shorter man spat. Lucian stood his ground, sending a dangerous gaze between the men. The shorter man noticed Lucian wasn't scared, averted the knife to the girl's throat and she shuddered with tears flowing down her cheek. “P…Please don't hurt me.“ the girl stuttered, struggling

Lucian raised his gaze at the person who placed a knock on the front door before entering his office. Anna's figure appears in her new clothes; she wears a red shirt with the restaurant logo printed on it and a matching red shirt that reveals her long legs. After Lucian had resolved the issues with Gladys, he instantly promoted Anna to oversee the staff, working as the frontman of the restaurant, especially the receptionist to avoid the stunt Gladys had pulled. Lucian raised his gaze to meet Anna, who had been on her toes since the few minutes she had been promoted. She cleared her throat and stepped forward. “Sir, your reservation is ready.” She said, with little composure, and even through her professional facade Lucian could see the nervousness lingering in her eyes; she was new to her job and hadn't made any mistake or offended any customer which was the sole reason for her promotion but being in the presence of someone who could make her lose her job with the flick of his fing