Novels by Sergius Madden

"What's that?" Damien said - when he noticed that the manager paused for a moment. "I told you this guy is a criminal. Bring out the stolen item already" Damien said - as if he just gained triumph over Bryan. Charlotte's skin crawled into her flesh as she feared that Damien's accusation was beginning to seem so true. The look on Bryan's face too - gave him away. "What's that in your pocket sir?" The manager asked - obviously directing the question to Bryan. Bryan remained mute. He gave the manager a blank stare and looked away. "I told you he's a thief" Damien yelled. "I thought as much too" the manager said. He pulled out the arched object. His eyebrows creased at the sight of the sleek golden bracelet. "Oh my God...." He exclaimed. Everyone exclaimed with a loud huff. Charlotte's hand fleew to her mouth - in a quest to prevent her from screaming. But she already led out a loud gasp. "I said it..... I told ya" Damien gloated - clapping his hands. "Obviously he stole this expen

"The card is working" the salesperson said. She cheerfully pulled the card out and stretched the card back to Bryan. She parked the expensive purse and gave it to Charlotte. Charlotte's boyfriend's had his lips fretted in a oval shape. And his eyes widened in disappointment when the salesperson stretched the purse to Charlotte. He wished Charlotte was going to turn it down. But the Blondie stretched her hands forward - face brightened with an alluring smile. "You're gonna take that?" Her boyfriend's voice echoed. "Damien, really?" Charlotte muttered - the smile on her face vanished as she shook her head in disbelief. "It's a harmless gift" she said - clutching the bag from the salesperson. Bryan's face shimmered with a little glint of surprise. Finally he got to know the name of his supposed rival. Maybe the name of the man who snatched girlfriend. Damien. "Thank you so much Bryan" Charlotte appreciated - clutching the purse to her chest. "You're most welcome" Bryan said - wit

Bryan's intent was to steal a glance and continue shopping, but Charlotte locked eyes with him - immediately he stepped to the side of the counter. Charlotte gestured her boyfriend to look towards Bryan and when he did, a scornful chuckle curling on his lips.Bryan still couldn't maintain eye contact, yet he stepped forward too. Like he hadn't been scorned by this couple a couple of weeks ago. "I guess this store is now a hiding place for losers" Charlotte's boyfriend scorned - exchanging glances with her. "Isn't that so obvious?" Charlotte retorted - a bit too surprised to disguise it, as her eyebrows widened. "What are you doing here?" Charlotte's boyfriend said - hands crossed across his chest "You retarded broke ass" Bryan hesitated for a split second. He's been used to being called demeaning names, but at this point he wasn't willing to entertain such disrespect and he was ready to stand his ground. "I came here to shop too" Bryan said - feigning a smile. He pressed his lip

"Now, we're switching over to the business news. The biggest tech company Morris Inc has announced a new CEO. He goes by the name Bryan Morris. He's said to be the only son of the late CEO. This new development has been making waves on the Internet as everyone thinks Bryan Morris is not fit for that position. Others say he is a newbie in the business world and the company will end up filing for bankruptcy because of his inexperience. Others believe his father made a bad decision by including him in his will - stating that he should take over the his business empire. Bryan Morris is just 21. His young age made everyone thinks he's less qualified to run such a prestigious company. Nevertheless, everyone has got their fingers crossed, waiting to see if Bryan would successfully run the multi-million dollar company or if it'll soon be buried under the ash heaps of bankruptcy. That will be all from our end here at PRIME TV NEWS. I'm your presenter Kelly. Good evening" *** Bryan hit

"Its a pleasure to meet you sir" A man said - walking closer towards Bryan as he walked out of the elevator. "....thank you" Bryan muttered. He tucked his hand into his pocket in a bid to hide his anxiety."My name is Franklin, I'm the General manager. I've been instructed to show you around sir" The man said - his canines blared as if he was starstruck."Fine. I'd follow your lead" Bryan retorted. Bryan isn't in the best version of his wardrobe like he'll be on a Christmas eve. But every part of his grooming portrayed elegance, luxury and confidence. Even though his mind at the moment was far from confidence. It wasn't a nay saying when they said "Confidence can be faked" Bryan getting to know that his father owns the biggest tech company in the United States sound so unreal. But what's so unbelievable is that he'd be ascending the helm of that company - as the new CEO. Morris Inc is a household name in the tech industry and to think Bryan is the new CEO sent shrill of fright an

Olivia is the daughter of a successful business magnate - May Williams. May is a single mother - maybe a feminist who believes in attaining everything a man can get. As long as its something money and hard work can get - she'd never back down. Her single motherhood tends to give her freedom - freedom away from all the troubles that comes with being married. But on Fridays, the boss lady is seen in the parking lot of several hotels. Moaning to the energetic thrusts of some young guys on a cozy Friday night wouldn't be too bad, huh? Despite her secretly immoral lifestyle. May is still a disciplinarian who tries to impose morals on her daughter, even if she's like a clergyman who's doesn't act in harmony with what they preach. Olivia never got to meet her father. Neither was her mother willing to say anything about him. When she was a kid, May used to tell her that her father had gone to heaven and was going to return soon. That was ten years ago. Maybe the word 'soon' deserves a new s

(This is written in third person POV)Al paced the room, his teeth gritted with rage. His footsteps echoed through the room like a slow drumbeat. Two of his men stood beside him. No one dared meet his eyes.“So none of you can explain where the fuck he went?” Al stopped pacing. “What do I pay you motherfuckers for?”Dera walked in with two other men.Al’s face tightened when Dera got closer. A vein pulsed in his neck. “Where the fuck is he?” he stepped into Dera’s space. Dera shook her head. “I don’t know!” Dera’s voice cracked. Her eyes darted towards the exit. “Where the fuck were you?”“I stepped out to get some food. And he was still here when I left.”Al let out a loud breath and continued pacing the room.He suddenly stopped.“Check the CCTV footage,” he said.One of the men stepped out of the room.Al swept a cold stare across the room and continued pacing.A couple of minutes later, the man walked back in.“Boss, we have a problem,” he said, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Wh

“For how long were you going to hide?” the man said as Ria opened the door for him.Ria rolled her eyes as he brushed past her and walked into the apartment. She already regretted opening that door. “What are you doing here, Damien?” Ria asked. She stood behind him, her arms crossed over her chest.“You’re not going to offer me a drink?” Damien said, raising a brow. “You should treat an old colleague better than this.”Ria kissed her teeth and stepped toward Damien.“What do you want from me?”He sat before she’d invited him. “So you think being fired from the FBI will make me stay away from you? Come on, you and I still have unfinished business.” Damien peered into her deep blue eyes.Ria shrugged, shifting her weight. Maybe because she didn't know which emotion to express first.Maybe shame.Because she had been fired from a job she claimed to love.Or maybe she was ashamed that an ex co-worker came to mock her.And maybe she was kind of happy because she had been on house arrest

This is written in First Person POV (Raymond)Do they have beds in heaven?No!I can’t be in heaven!This has to be hell. Because for all the evil things I’ve done, I don’t think I deserve eternal life.And even if this was hell, I should be lying on a wooden surface—maybe. But this feels like a bed.The last thing I could remember was the conversation I had with Al. And after he went out of the room, it was just darkness. But before the darkness engulfed me, I saw the faint figure of someone walking in. Maybe I was hallucinating, but that figure looked kind of familiar. I just couldn’t place it.And now where the fuck is this?I can’t even move a muscle. And my eyes are shut!Is this how tightly dead people shut their eyes?I forced my eyes open, and pain shot through my head. It took a minute before I could identify the chandelier in my line of sight. I still don’t know where this is, but it’s not a hospital either. The room swam for a split second, before everything slowly settled

The air felt a bit too thick.The room was empty, dark, and silent—except for the faint breaths of Raymond as he jerked back to life. Numb wrists. His shoulders ached from being tied. A cough darted out of his lips. Criminals aren't tied down like this.His hands were tied behind his back as he sat on the wooden chair.He couldn't see any form of light. And that's when he felt the soft tinges of fabric on his skin. Ria’s hand doesn’t feel this soft. It's a freaking blindfold.He tried to move his feet.Pain shot through them as the chair clanked beneath him.Then it occurred to him to utter a word. He realized his mouth was taped too.And no matter how much he mumbled—it didn't seem like anyone was going to hear him.But whoever did this might have his lawyer to contend with, because even the guy who tried to kill Donald Trump was not treated like this.A huge amount of liquid splashed on Raymond's face.His blindfold was taken off, and he saw a masked guy beside him, holding a b

“Captain Elias demands that you see him right now in his office,” a male colleague said to Ria.Ria rolled her eyes and slammed a pen on her desk.“Alright. Thanks,” she muttered through gritted teeth.The colleague walked away.Ria’s heart pounded faster, and it felt like the world was going to crash at her feet. There was no way she was going to survive it either.“Damn it!” Ria breathed, tightening her sweaty fist as she walked towards Elias’ office.She slowly pushed the door open. The enraged blue eyes of Elias welcomed her nervous gaze. The fluorescent lighting made her squint a little.His gaze settled on her as she stood across the desk.“You sent for me, sir,” Ria said, hunching her head. Even if she stood at attention, her knees felt weaker than jelly. Silence. Except for the humming air-conditioner. Elias still had his eyes on her, like he was a predator about to swallow its prey.“Sir, I—”“This is the end of your three days, Ria,” Elias said, leaning closer to his desk

A television played in the background.A news broadcast was on."JP Morgan Chase has announced the loss of six billion dollars from the bank's treasury. The money was taken from the treasury of the Ministry of Housing and Development, meant for a construction project. As of the time of this report, the bank is yet to provide any tangible information as to how the money was stolen. The bank manager, alongside other top employees, has been taken in for questioning by the police. Hopefully, the funds will be recovered."People are saying a lot of things on social media. Some think it's government fraud—another way of embezzling money. Others believe it was done by a group of hackers. Whatever the case, everyone is waiting for an official statement from the Ministry of Housing and Development." “Now they have no choice but to pay attention,” Raymond muttered to himself.Raymond heaved a sigh as Ria tied the last part of the bandage around his leg. Not like she wasn't injured too, but sh