Novels by ERO HAY

242. Petra had been pacing her room for hours. Her blood was boiling. She didn't want to see anyone, especially not anyone sent from Devin, but that didn't stop him. Every passing day, more gifts, more letters, more flowers showed up at her gate, she was sick of it. It was like he went from being distant and nonchalant to distant and perpetually annoying. Her personal guard came in that morning looking a bit shaken. "Another delivery, madam." He said in a very calm but worried tone, almost like he was scared that she was going to pounce on him or something. She looked at him. "From him again?" The guard nodded. "Yes. Flowers, a box of chocolates, and... a handwritten letter." "Fuck him!" She snapped. "How many times do I have to say it? I don't want his gifts in this house." The guard sighed. "I know. I already told the guys to hold the delivery at the gate again but..." "But what?" Petra snapped. "The delivery guy insists it's important. He says Dev

241. Hozier Bagel slammed the folder on the edge of Devin's desk so hard the papers inside nearly spilled out. "With all due respect sir, fuck this shit! We can't keep quiet anymore." Hozier said angrily. "Do you see what they're saying about you out there? Do you even bother reading the headlines?" Devin leaned back in his chair, calm as if Hozier hadn't just cursed at him. Hozier was supposed to be a replacement for the late Henry Blake, but with his temper and over enthusiasm, he seemed to be the opposite. "I don't need to read them.” Devin muttered. "I know exactly what's being said. I knew this was going to happen anyway.” "Then why the fuck are you acting like it doesn't matter?" Hozier shouted. "Gloria's tearing you apart in the press, and she’s calling you a murderer. Every damn news site is running her words like gospel. People are spitting your name out like it's poison. And you sit here pretending it's beneath you?" Devin only smirked, not in amusement but annoy

240. The entire family of the late Kia, and now, Eva, was in grief. Everyone had gathered around and it was quite obvious that a lot of unresolved emotions hung in the air. All around, voices rose and things crashed and it was difficult to tell which was stronger… the anger or the grief of the family. Kia’s mother was sitting on the couch, not screaming like the others. She had her face buried in her palms, sobbing. In front of her was her sister, Gloria, and the woman was pacing about like she had been possessed by an angry spirit. “Two fucking daughters!” Gloria screamed, pointing her finger in the air. “Not one but two! That bastard Devin couldn’t stop at Kia, and now Eva too! And people still dare to defend him?” “Gloria, please…” Kia’s mother whispered, barely unable to gather her own thoughts as it was. “No, don’t tell me to calm down!” Gloria spun around, her face red and hot. “He is a murderer, and a man with money and too much power. Do you know what that means? I

239. Devin was in his office, sitting there in silence that was occasionally broken by the ticking of the wall clock. He had found the ticking on the device to soothe him in the beginning, but right now, it felt like a distraction. He got up and down worker towards it, taking the device off the wall and removing the batteries before letting out a sigh. Dreykov stood by the window with his arms folded, and his eyes were focused on the outside world. “Boss.” Dreykov said at last, breaking the silence. “Are you not going to check on her? She left your house broken and in tears. She hasn’t called too, I think you should reach out to her.” Devin pretended not to understand what he was talking about as he walked back to his desk. “Official calls will take place later, I’m not in the mood to have a chat.” Devin stated simply. Dreykov shook his head, frowning. “That’s not what I meant sir. I was referring to Miss Knight. Don’t you think you have to do something where she’s concer

238. Petra thought she was going to self-combust as she ran. She didn’t even realise that she had started crying again as she shoved the heavy doors open with both of her hands, her chest heaving and she took large gulps of air. “Petra, wait!” Devin yelled behind her. She didn’t turn back. She didn’t want to see his face ever again, not after what he had done. Her bare feet hit the ground as she ran off and the guards bowed when she was passing but quickly moved aside silently when they saw how fast she was moving. Nobody dared stop her. Except Dreykov, that is. He ran after her. “Petra!” He called out, trying to grab her. “You can’t just—” “Don’t fucking touch me!” She snapped at him, turning around to glare at him with wild eyes. “Stay the hell away, Dreykov. All of you!” He froze a few steps away, hands raised. He looked back towards the doors where Devin stood in the shadows, watching. “Petra, listen to me.” Dreykov tried again. “No!” She screamed, her voice

237. Petra was trying to take it all in, trying to register what the hell was happening. Blood was everywhere, on the floor, on the walls… on Devin's hands. She looked around, the ground seemed so close… it was then that she realised that she was kneeling in someone’s blood, and now the mess was on her too. She looked up. She had remembered seeing her father flung like a rag doll before she dropped to the ground. Was that a dream? Why did she feel like she was thinking underwater? Why did everything feel so unreal? She looked up, and sure as hell, her father was on the wall, pinned to it by a weapon. Her scream cut through the silence as she got up and ran to his body. "No! No, no, no papa!” She cried, reaching up to shake him with both of her hands. "Get up, please! Please get the fuck up! You bastard, you can't die on me now!" Her hands smeared more of his blood across his shirt as she tried to pull him down, but his head just lolled lifelessly and he didn’t even move an in

Jane stormed into the coffee shop, her eyes blazing with anger. Her friend, Rachel, looked up from her laptop, concern etched on her face."Jane, what's wrong?" Rachel asked, closing her laptop.Jane collapsed into the chair, her voice trembling. "He rejected me. Jaxson rejected me."Rachel's expression softened. "Oh, Jane. I'm so sorry."Jane's hands clenched into fists. "I went to him, poured my heart out, and he just...dismissed me. Like I meant nothing."Rachel's eyes widened. "What did he say exactly?"Jane's words spilled out in a torrent. "He said I used him, manipulated him. That he wouldn't be fooled again. Foolish? Me? Ha!"Rachel's gentle touch on Jane's arm was a stark contrast to Jane's seething emotions."Jane, maybe you should take a step back. Reevaluate—"Jane's fury boiled over. "No! You don't understand. Jaxson owes me. He used me, too. He pretended to love me, and now he's just...gone?"Rachel's voice remained calm. "Jane, you know Jaxson's engaged to Semira now. M

Jaxson's phone soon rang as his secretary put a call across to him. He had asked not to be disturbed for he wanted the entire night to himself and Semira alone."Yes?" Jaxson asked, his voice Stern."Pardon me for interrupting your night sir but Marcus Thompson is here, and he wants to see you," she said to him.Marcus was a business partner that Jaxson was trying to get a contract with. But Marcus has been proven stubborn, and Jaxson knew it was because of the silly rumors about him that spread weeks earlier."What does Thompson want?" Jaxson asked the secretary."I think he wants to pull out of the negotiations sir," She replied. Semira overhead the words and gazed at Jaxson."I'll be there" he replied and hung up. "Driver, take me to the office," Jaxson said."I'm sorry for this, Semira. I didn't think this would happen tonight," Jaxson apologized. Semira smiled and held his hand."Let's get that contract once and for all!" She replied to him.Jaxson stood confidently in the sleek

The soft glow of candlelight danced across the crystal chandeliers, casting a warm ambiance over the elegant dining room. Jaxson Green sat across from his stunning fiancée, Semira, at the city's most exclusive restaurant, Le Coeur.Their table, nestled near the floor-to-ceiling windows, offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline. The maître d' poured champagne, and Jaxson raised his glass in a silent toast.Semira's eyes sparkled as she sipped her drink. "To our future, my love."Jaxson's smile was genuine. "To forever with you."Their dinner arrived, and the aroma of roasted duck and sautéed vegetables wafted through the air. Semira closed her eyes, savoring the flavors."Mmm, this is heavenly," she whispered.Jaxson chuckled. "Only the best for my princess."As they dined, their conversation turned to their upcoming wedding."Have you finalized the guest list?" Semira asked, her brow furrowed."Almost," Jaxson replied. "I've decided to invite a few business associates, but I wa

Jane sauntered into the police station, her designer heels clicking on the worn linoleum. She flashed a saccharine smile at the officer behind the desk, her eyes gleaming with malice.What Parker just told her still made her uneasy, and the shock had not worn off her. But she had another plan to safeguard herself.It doesn't matter whether Jaxson was engaged or not. She had to get him back, and she was confident that he would.Jane smiled again. Men were tools for her to play with. Plus, she had already dated Jaxson in the past. It wouldn't be hard to get him to submit to her."Visiting my father, Vance," she cooed, handing over her ID.The officer nodded, unaware of the venom lurking beneath Jane's polished exterior.As she entered the cell, Vance looked up from his cot, his eyes weary from days of detention. "Jane, what brings you here?"Jane's smile twisted. "Just thought I'd drop by and share some...enlightening news, Father dear."Vance's instincts prickled. He could see the deme

"Jaxson Brown. Why have you called? Have you called me to float because let me tell you, you're late!" Parker snapped at Jaxson who just chuckled. "Detective. I called to extend my sympathy. Your career is over as we speak," Jaxson said to him."And whose fault is that? Huh? You leaked everything. How did you even do it? How did you get your hands on those information? I don't understand it," he said to Jaxson who Chuckled again. The winds of change had blown, and Jaxson had won."I'll advise you, Parker, to change your ways. You may think that you are discreet but I assure you there are people out there who are even more curious. Change your ways so that you will not find yourself in prison," Jaxson said to him. Parker frowned."What do you mean?" He asked. "What else do you know?" He asked Jaxson. Jaxson sighed."Isn't it obvious? I left out details of that particular murder that you committed. Didn't you observe it, Parker? That it wasn't mentioned at all?" Jaxson asked and Parke

Detective Parker drove back to the station, wondering why his boss has requested to see him in such a notice. He was especially worried about the suddenly revelation that Jaxson had made to the public.What game was he trying to play? Detective Parker wondered. With Jaxson's revelation, Parker couldn't extort money from him. He had become immune.As soon as detective Parker stepped into the station, all eyes fell on him. He suddenly became self aware as he walked past the cops glaring at him with their scrutinizing eyes. The thing about cops was that they had a way of breaking a person with their glares alone and Parker knew all too well."Hey, what's going on? Why is everyone looking at me like I just returned from space?" He asked a rookie who looked around with caution before he replied. Parker could see the hesitation in the rookie's face.He didn't want to talk to him. "Look, sir, I don't want any trouble. Just leave me alone," the rookie replied and tried to walk away but Park

Drax gripped the steering wheel tightly as he navigated the crowded streets. Cara sat beside him, her eyes fixed on her phone."We're almost there," she said, her voice low and pressured.Drax grunted as his his eyes scanned the road ahead. He hated hospitals. Hated the smell of disinfectant and the sound of beeping machines. As they turned into the hospital parking lot, Cara pointed to a vacant spot. "There."Drax pulled into the spot and killed the engine. Then, in unison, they opened their doors and stepped out onto the pavement.Holding Cara's hand, they rushed into the hospital and soon met with a nurse at the nurse's station who directed them to room 3 on the VIP suites where Cara's father was admitted.Taking a lift, they went to the fourth floor and located the room. When Cara saw her grandfather lying on the bed unconscious, she gasped and clasped her hands on her mouth."Oh my God…" Cara muttered as she stepped closer to him. A maid was tending to the older man and she sto

"Drax, are you okay?" Cara asked while Drax looked around, wearing a frown on his face. His system was still sending waves and waves of warning his way. But Drax could not see any threats around."Yes, I'm fine-" he stopped when he turned to Cara and found her frozen on the spot. Her lips were parted, eyes fixed on a spot, and the gentle humming that once livened the restaurant instantly died down.Drax gently stood up from his seat and looked at other customers. They were all frozen as well. Even the drinks weren't spared as a customer's glass that was being rocked in his hand earlier, slanted toward the right, almost spilling the amber coloured champagne."What is going on right now?" Drax asked his system. The blue light appeared in his mind's eye.[He's here]The system replied to him. Drax's brows furrowed as he kept looking around."Who's here?" He asked again, and suddenly, the floor began to vibrate. Drax took a step back as a large crack suddenly appeared on the ground and e

"Jason, guess who I just saw right fucking now!" Kira gritted her teeth as Jason picked up the call from the other side of the phone."Who?" Jason asked, his tone discordant and harsh, but Kira didn't sense it. She was too angry to pick up hints."It was my good-for-nothing ex-husband. That trash really has gotten his hands dirty!" She yelled as she dug her fingers into her hair, clawing at it.Jason let out a sigh, but Kira couldn't believe her ears."Are you even listening to me? I'm telling you something serious right now. That bastard allegedly bought our wedding car. What the hell are we supposed to do now? So many things aren't connected!" She said again."Your ex is now the acting CEO of Blackview Incorporated. I got fired today. And I heard them calling him Drax. It's fucking crazy," Jason dropped the bombshell.Kira's heart skipped a beat while she received the news. "What do you mean you got fired? How did Alex or Drax or whatever his name is I don't fucking care, get your

The car parked with a subtle screech in front of DQ cars dealership, and Drax stepped out. He gazed at the building for a moment before he gently approached while the driver hurled off to the garage.The security men shot him glares as he walked into the building. He ignored their looks and was soon greeted by a large, open reception space. DQ cars dealership was the best in the city, and Drax had done his research."Are you Mr Drax who I spoke with on the phone?" A tall, lanky man appeared and took a stare down at Drax, sizing him from head to toe. Although Drax wore an expensive suit, the years of ill-treatment still took it's toll on his general appearance."I am. And what was that about you not having my proposed car in stock anymore?" Drax questioned him, but the man sighed, paying little to no regards to Drax. Of course, Drax recognized him as the manager."I'm sorry to inform you sir, but that car you wanted has been purchased already. We got a higher offer for it. But I can s

"How do you see your office, Drax?" Cara asked as they stepped into an elegant office with polished hardwood floors and floor-to-ceiling windows. A stunning executive desk, crafted from mahogany, anchored the room as soft, golden lighting and elegant artwork completed the space, creating a serene and professional atmosphere perfect for high-level meetings and focused work."It's beautiful," Drax replied and nodded his head while he gently approached the desk, trailing his fingers on it. Cara approached him."Here's my family's black card. It has one hundred million dollars inside it. It's all yours to spend on some accessories," she said and handed him a card with the Blackview family crest engraved on it."How did you make such an accurate prediction on my grandfather's business? It was almost as if you could see it coming," she asked.Drax turned to her. "I have experience in that field. Lots of experience," he said."Well, it has served you excellently. My family will ensure that

"I'm not a thief. Do not say what you don't know," Drax fumed while the accusation hit him, but the woman scoffed in response."You're supposed to be on your knees begging for your life right now! You look like the beggar that came earlier today for alms giving. How dare you break into this house to steal?" She yelled again, waving her hands in the air in an exaggerated manner.Drax was beyond angry at that point. Of all the terrible things that has happened to him that evening, this was by far the worse."Maybe I should just call the police on you. I don't know why the guards are taking so long to pick you up and throw you out of this house!" The woman added."You shouldn't speak to me in that manner," Drax replied to her gently, his face twisting into something darker."Or what? What will you do? Kill me? Are you also a killer? I should definitely get you locked up!" The woman screamed out loud."Why are you harassing my guest? Aren't you supposed to be in the kitchen cooking?" Cara