Novels by Cyril the Writer

Nurse Lorraine stared at the cold, pixelated face of Hayes until the image blurred into the reflection of the glass. The room behind her was dim—only the glow from the monitor cutting a pale square across her palms. For a long moment she simply listened to the hum of the encrypted line, the click of a heating vent, and the sound of her own breath. Then she nodded once.“Understood,” she said, though the word left a different taste in her mouth than it had when she first took the assignment. On the screen Hayes’ smile was all corporate calm—no tremor of conscience, no hesitation to match the order he’d given. Lorraine felt the order sink into her like frost.She closed her laptop with a soft snap and pushed to her feet, the floor creaking beneath her slippers. Her hands—trained to steady IV lines and check ailing pulses—felt suddenly clumsy in her pockets. For years she’d told herself she was just a cog: efficiency, discretion, loyalty. That logic had kept her safe. Tonight it tasted

“Good morning, Evans.” Evans heard someone greet him that morning.He turned his head slowly. Nurse Lorraine stood by his bedside, adjusting the IV line with deliberate gentleness. Her hands were steady, her tone soft — the kind of voice trained to soothe agitation before it even began.Evans tried to speak, but his throat was dry, the words scraping out like gravel. “Are you the nurse assigned to take care of me?” He eventually managed to ask.Lorraine’s gaze flickered briefly to him, her expression warm but professional. “Yes I am. You know you’ve been unconscious for some weeks,” she said. “You were brought in badly injured. There was some internal trauma, a concussion. But I'm glad to see that you’re safe now.”Evans’ brows furrowed, his pulse quickening beneath the monitor’s steady rhythm. Brought in badly wounded? The words echoed hollowly. He tried to reach back — to remember the last thing he’d seen, the last face, the last voice — but his thoughts were a scattered puzzle, ed

For a second, after the Chief Security officer and the rest of the security personnel had left, the room seemed to tilt. President Jonesboro's pulse pounded in his ears as everything seemed to play before him again in slow motion.He sank into his chair, his mind spinning with a million possibilities that could have unfolded if what was inside the parcel wasn't a blood stained flag but something else like a bomb.Outside, the faint rumble of traffic and distant sirens filled the air, ordinary sounds that suddenly felt like the echo of something far greater — and far more dangerous — stirring again.Jonesboro glanced toward the tall windows, where the last rays of sunlight stretched across the floor like red veins.“The Red Echo…” he whispered, the name tasting like ash.The fear he had managed to keep buried for months rose again, coiling around him like smoke.And somewhere — far from the White House walls — someone was watching the news of the President’s reaction, a faint smile cur

The heavy doors of the State Conference Room shut with a muted thud, sealing in the quiet hum of voices that had been rising and falling for the past two hours. The long oval table gleamed beneath the warm light, strewn with stacks of papers, half-empty coffee cups, and tablets blinking with reports and projections. President Jonesboro sat at the head of the table, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, his expression calm but weighed by fatigue.For weeks, the nation had waited in limbo. The total eclipse that had darkened the skies and sparked panic across several states had forced an indefinite postponement of the presidential elections. The streets had only just begun to return to normal, and yet the air in the capital still felt… unsettled. Superstitions, conspiracies, whispers about celestial omens — they hadn’t entirely faded.“Mr. President,” began Secretary Alden Pierce, his tone clipped but respectful, “the Electoral Committee has concluded their assessment. The infrastruct

Night fell over the harbor like a velvet curtain, the moonlight slicing across the dark, rippling water. Cargo ships slept in shadow, their outlines broken only by the slow sweep of a distant lighthouse.Nurse Lorraine stood at the edge of the docks, no longer in her hospital scrubs. Gone was the white uniform that made her invisible. In its place was a sleek black coat, cinched at the waist, her heels clicking sharply against the concrete as she moved toward the waiting car parked near the end of the pier.She looked nothing like the woman who had spent her day tending to patients and administering medicine with soft hands and a kind smile. Her hair was down now — dark waves spilling over her shoulders — her lips painted the deep red of quiet danger. The transformation was deliberate, and at the same time calculated.The driver’s door opened, and Superintendent Hayes stepped out dressed in a charcoal suit that made the faint harbor lights glint across his cufflinks. “Lorraine,” he

While all of those talks were busy going on in Evans’ recovery room, a nurse stepped quietly into a deserted corridor near the supply ward.Her name was Lorraine Beckett, and on the surface, she was everything a hospital nurse should be — efficient, polite, always where she needed to be, and never where she wasn’t supposed to. Her uniform was crisp, her shoes spotless, and her smile, when she wore it, was disarmingly gentle. But beneath that veneer of professional calm, Lorraine was far from ordinary.Within the underbelly of the City, her name carried an entirely different weight. To the underdogs, the smugglers, informants, and shadow brokers who thrived in the city’s darker corners she was known simply as “The Night Orderly.”When powerful men needed someone silenced permanently without leaving a trace, they didn’t send killers. Instead, they sent Lorraine. A well-placed sedative here, an “unexpected” allergic reaction there. And when death was too dramatic, she had other ways: m

Jon Cole kept his end of the bargain, as did Rachel, and he reunited the two sisters while also falling in love with Emily through their interactions.Jon Cole kept his end of the bargain, as did Rachel, and he reunited the two sisters while also falling in love with Emily through their interactions.They failed to keep their promises to European countries, which enraged the kings.He also signed over the majority of Joe Cole's wealth and empire to Emily and Rachael, and he sold off his businesses to the Sullivans and their group for next to nothing.He betrayed President Carter by endorsing and funding his opponent's political campaign. The candidate was someone the Sullivans supported and wanted to put in office so they could embezzle funds and benefit themselves.Jon Cole and Emily began having affairs, and when Mercury discovered this, she confronted him about it, but he did not care about the allegations and told her to manage him or leave, so she took some time off to think and

The news of her kidnapping threw the president and Joe Cole off guard, and they rushed over the special forces to retrieve her. However, the forces asked the president to remain in the White House so that his appearance at the scene would do more harm than good to Mercury, but Joe Cole was allowed to be present.After a few minutes, the mafia sent a location, and they were all stationed at strategic points, waiting for Joe Cole to arrive. When they saw the entire force approaching, they did not panic because all they needed was a clear shot from their snipers.As soon as the squad arrived, they cleared the area and began using their technology to locate Mercury. When they found her, Joe Cole ran to hug her, but he was shot as he did so." Nooooo!!!!" Mercury screamed as she saw Joe Cole get shot three times in the chest and fall off the bridge into the ocean.Everything happened so quickly, and the mafia dispersed and reported to the Sullivans that their problems had been resolved, bu

He recovered at Joe Cole's beach house and attempted to continue enjoying his engagement getaway with Mercury.They went on a getaway following their graduation and engagement party, which was quite large. They set a Guinness World Record for the first engagement party to include a hot air balloon ride with over 30 leaders from around the world.Joe Cole was also exhausted by the graduation because he never imagined he would get this far and wished his parents were still alive to see and celebrate with him, just as John's, Mercury's, and Betty's parents were. But his worries were alleviated when he was called on stage to receive his award and the president stood in for his father; it was the greatest honor he could receive.Following the graduation and engagement party, he and Mercury decided to take an engagement vacation to spend time together before returning to the United States to plan their wedding.However, the news of Emily's death forced them to return to the United States wh

"Hello boss, I have great news," the private detective hired by Mr. Sullivan called to inform him of the new information he had obtained from Rachel."Okay, go on!" Mr Sullivan waited impatiently to hear what the private detective had to say."Rachel is Emily Martinez' older sister!" The private detective said with firmness, and Williams Sullivan was overjoyed by the news and asked if she knew what her true identity was, but he said no and that he was overrated because the loophole they had been looking for had finally arrived, and they were ready to exploit it to finally destroy Joe Cole.He asked the private detective to send all of the information in a document and promised him a bonus for bringing such heinous news to him, and it came at the right time, as Emily had been declared dead, with Joe Cole as the suspect."If we can not kill him from the outside, we will kill him from the inside," Mr Sullivan told his wife, excitedly waiting for the detective to send Rachel's files.Afte

Mercury's beauty was so captivating that everyone turned to look at her as she walked into the hall dressed like a queen. Joe Cole quickly readjusted his suit, knowing the time had come for the proposal. Joe Cole quickly came up to her and kissed her. In front of everyone, he knelt on one knee, and the team simply changed all of the hall's walls to pictures of both of them from their various trips, and on stage, a video collage of both of them began playing.Mercury was already crying because this was the most romantic engagement she had ever imagined, and he spoke briefly as the spotlight was focused on him."From the first time I saw you, I knew you were going to be my wife, and I have loved you ever since. Thank you for loving me when I had nothing, and now that I am very rich, I love you mercury, and if you say yes to being my forever, I will be the happiest billionaire." Joe Cole confessed to Mercury, who was still lost in the scenery because it was something she had not expect

The ball party was the most anticipated event in school and every male and Female looked forward to it. The most exciting part was who the Beauty Goddess always chose to accompany her to the party, and everyone suspected Emily would pick Joe Cole. Joe Cole arrived at school with Mercury, and they looked so stunning and in love that everyone envied their relationship. Some called Mercury lucky for dating the richest guy in school, while others said it was a calculated risk she took to be with him when he had nothing and then he became wealthy.When they arrived at the main hall, they both sat beside each other, unconcerned about what others might say or think of them. However, when Emily walked into the hall, she was enraged by how close her supposed love was sitting next to Mercury, so she decided to deal with them using the only authority she had.She walked on stage and greeted everyone in attendance. She also spoke briefly about the Ball party, which was the last party they would