Novels by Dominant pen

Music blasted out from a speaker, vibrating the whole club. Colourful light swirled, painting everywhere like a rainbow.On a stage were stark n*ked girls known as whores twirling their body round a long pole like snakes, snapping their body rhythmically in a sultry way, to the beat of the sensational music that shook the four walls.Meanwhile, on the lower ground, beer flows, wine poured like water, the clinking of glasses was swallowed by the loudness of the music.The air was choking with the smell of wine, smokes, and conversations had to be loud....even screamed to reach any ear.This isn't a place for kids, regarding how colorful it is. It is a Casino, a place where gambling rules, where rich men dine and spend billions in just a single night..where suits aren't formal but format— a show of lavishness.Girls barely covered to the thigh and scantily wrapped on the bosson rocked their body on rich men. They're not just dancing, their body is working for money.Casino.A place wit

“Then he is digging his own grave.”A smirk crossed Laura Croft's face. Just slightly. Her plan was germinating.She walked closer to Jones, a faint deadly smile tugging at the corner of her lips."That's what I asked for Jones. An alliance. Solidity—” She paused, stepping closer to Jones.“I believe the man chasing us has a mission but we're going to kill him first before he even gets to us." She said, allowing her words to sink in the silence.Jones stared at her for some moments. Then he exhaled sharply, picked up his cigar and clipped it between his lips. Without asking, one of his men lit the cigar.Laura watched.He breathes in, taking in the content of the cigar. He poured out the smoke in the air from nostrils like the two silencers of a power bike emitting Incombustibles gas.Halfway, he lowered the cigar, staring at it like a promiscuous man observing the b*tt of a whore. He nodded and looked at Laura. His eyes were red.“What's the plan.” His voice came hoarsely like a cro

A sleek Maybach gls 600 eased through a black gigantic, beyond the trimmed edges, beyond the bodyguards stationed at the both side of the driveway and the car pulled over in getting to the front of a towering building.Surrounding the building were bodyguards dressed in black and armed to the teeth with heavy rifles. It didn't hang on their shoulders but it was held in their hand in alertness.At a side in the spacious mansion under a black gazebo is Jones relaxed with his back leaned on a recliner.He dressed simple– just a short that barely reached his knee. At his back were bodyguards with guns too. He looks nothing but the king of the jungle– the lion himself.Set aside is a hassock with an expensive wine which had already been poured in a glass of wine both resting on it.Jones crossed his leg, the right above the left and clipped between his fingers is a fat cigar which he occasionally took to his mouth.He took the cigar to his lips and wheezed in the contents.Meanwhile, the

A sleek Maybach gls 600 eased through a black gigantic, beyond the trimmed edges, beyond the bodyguards stationed at the both side of the driveway and the car pulled over in getting to the front of a towering building.Surrounding the building were bodyguards dressed in black and armed to the teeth with heavy rifles. It didn't hang on their shoulders but it was held in their hand in alertness.At a side in the spacious mansion under a black gazebo is Jones relaxed with his back leaned on a recliner.He dressed simple– just a short that barely reached his knee. At his back were bodyguards with guns too. He looks nothing but the king of the jungle– the lion himself.Set aside is a hassock with an expensive wine which had already been poured in a glass of wine both resting on it.Jones crossed his leg, the right above the left and clipped between his fingers is a fat cigar which he occasionally took to his mouth.He took the cigar to his lips and wheezed in the contents.Meanwhile, the

“Is he with a woman already?" Hannah threw the question at Mrs. Smiths with a smooth voice, like a whisper.Mrs. Smith laughed softly, amused at how serious Hannah was taking the discussion.“I have no idea but I'm going to ask him.” Mrs. Smith mimicked her, whispering back.Hannah fakes a frown, her face rumpling slightly and she leaned her back on the chair but she he suddenly leans in, a small suspicious smile tucking on her lips like one who had a quick discovery.“You can call him right now and maybe he can come here too so we have a quick genotypic test." She said,Mrs. Smith almost burst into laughter. Hannah is really desperate to find her daughter a man. So eager to have a grandkid.***Mrs. Smith and Hannah were walking out along the long corridor of the hospital. Mrs. Smith couldn't help but laugh at every single word the woman was saying. She is hilarious and accommodative.The gentle evening breeze danced their gown backward gently.Meanwhile, Laurent drove Clara to the h

It was Clara who just called Laurent, informing him that her grandmother had gone missing.In a rush, he jumped into the car and drove off. A few minutes later, he cut off the engine at Hannah's residence and rushed out of the car to see Clara also coming out, worry etching all over her face.Laurent met her. “Where is she? Has anyone around seen her?!" He asked, looking concerned.Clara took a sharp breath, tired and frustrated. He rubbed her hand on her temple.“Listen Clara. She's fine wherever she is. We're going to find her. Okay?" Clara nodded gently.“Let's ask those who are around.” He said and walked to a woman who was washing her car outside her house.The woman seeing them approaching her direction straightened up and put off the washer.Laurent forced a smile and began politely “Good evening ma. We're sorry to disturb you but have you seen the woman that lives in that house today? He asked, pointing in the direction of Hannah's building.The woman followed the line of his

It was a scorching afternoon, Sarah was in his saloon, fully air conditioned. But she was hot. Really hot! The humiliation she faced at Globulex the previous day still clung to her like a second skin. Blake, the useless son-in-law of their family, the worthless man who leeches off their family had walked into a room she couldn't get close to the door, snatching the contract she'd schemed up with Clinton Kenneth to have. He'd defeated her to her game. The Position of the CEO is gone. Her pride, burned. “Get me the comb you, idiot!!!" She barked at her intern, venting venom on the innocent girl. Suddenly her phone rang. “Are you all deaf!! Bring me my phone!!" She barked, her voice cutting across like razorblade. Apprentices and customers startled to her voice. Two apprentices scampered and one of them grabbed her phone from a desk. Her hang swung in the air, slamming against the innocent grils face. She was bitter. Really bittered! How could she be defeated? Blake? Now sh

It was a scorching afternoon, Sarah was in his saloon, fully air conditioned. But she was hot. Really hot! The humiliation she faced at Globulex the previous day still clung to her like a second skin. Blake, the useless son-in-law of their family, the worthless man who leeches off their family had walked into a room she couldn't get close to the door, snatching the contract she'd schemed up with Clinton Kenneth to have. He'd defeated her to her game. The Position of the CEO is gone. Her pride, burned. “Get me the comb you, idiot!!!" She barked at her intern, venting venom on the innocent girl. Suddenly her phone rang. “Are you all deaf!! Bring me my phone!!" She barked, her voice cutting across like razorblade. Apprentices and customers startled to her voice. Two apprentices scampered and one of them grabbed her phone from a desk. Her hang swung in the air, slamming against the innocent grils face. She was bitter. Really bittered! How could she be defeated? Blake? Now sh

It was a scorching afternoon, Sarah was in his saloon, fully air conditioned. But she was hot. Really hot! The humiliation she faced at Globulex the previous day still clung to her like a second skin. Blake, the useless son-in-law of their family, the worthless man who leeches off their family had walked into a room she couldn't get close to the door, snatching the contract she'd schemed up with Clinton Kenneth to have. He'd defeated her to her game. The Position of the CEO is gone. Her pride, burned. “Get me the comb you, idiot!!!" She barked at her intern, venting venom on the innocent girl. Suddenly her phone rang. “Are you all deaf!! Bring me my phone!!" She barked, her voice cutting across like razorblade. Apprentices and customers startled to her voice. Two apprentices scampered and one of them grabbed her phone from a desk. Her hang swung in the air, slamming against the innocent grils face. She was bitter. Really bittered! How could she be defeated? Blake? Now she was

It was a scorching afternoon, Sarah was in his saloon, fully air conditioned. But she was hot. Really hot! The humiliation she faced at Globulex the previous day still clung to her like a second skin. Blake, the useless son-in-law of their family, the worthless man who leeches off their family had walked into a room she couldn't get close to the door, snatching the contract she'd schemed up with Clinton Kenneth to have. He'd defeated her to her game.The Position of the CEO is gone. Her pride, burned. “Get me the comb you, idiot!!!" She barked at her intern, venting venom on the innocent girl.Suddenly her phone rang. “Are you all deaf!! Bring me my phone!!" She barked, her voice cutting across like razorblade.Apprentices and customers startled to her voice. Two apprentices scampered and one of them grabbed her phone from a desk.Her hang swung in the air, slamming against the innocent grils face. She was bitter. Really bittered! How could she be defeated? Blake? Now she was drippi

“Account number. I'll just transfer. Right away.” Blake said casually, his voice firm, staring at Mr. Jumbo, the stout man, waiting for him to call out the digits. His finger hovered the screen in readiness.Moses chuckled, hands jammed in his pocket, his eyes locked on Blake. A smug smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as though he was seeing Blake a failed experiment.He stepped forward, his boot crunching gravel, wristwatch glinting with arrogance.His voice came next, jagged and cruel like he was about to tear down a wimpy prey. “Listen, Mr. Peasant. If you think I was joking about tearing down this whole damned place then you're in for a big blow. You're buying your old man time and soon you'll fumble and you know what will happen after?" He smirked, cruelly. “You'll crumble at my feet and lick shits away from my boot. You're mine. My slave! Forever!" He laughed.Blake scoffed, a faint smile splitting his lips like Moses was only fantasizing. He was not a bit moved by his threa

“Moses Voss. That's my name but you know do you fucking know what I am?" Moses took two steps forward, his voice dripping venom. His thousand dollar shoe glinting like a threat and merely seeing the unbothered expression on Blake's face, he felt like crushing him right under his boot.“Do you fucking know what I am?” He repeated, his voice carrying weight, jagged. Blake caught the Tat of a roaring Tiger crawling on his neck, half covered by the shirt collar. “They call me tiger! Four fangs! I'm gonna screw your filthy ass and tear you down if you don't step out of the way.”His finger jabbed on Blake's chest. “ And if you're stubborn, I gat crazy and I’ mma grind your peasant bone, crush this whole place to ash and no one is going to stop me! No fucking butt!!" Moses Fumed.Moses Voss is a millionaire in the city, an investor with establishments crawling all over the city. Moses Voss? Money runs through his vein like blood. He's the kind of person who can kill his own blood for Gran

Beauty was left in a state of perplexity after Bill discovered the bruises on her elbow. Her expression shifted between concern and fear and it could be seen from the subtle quivering of her hand.Bill reached out and grabbed her hand gently. “Who did this to you?!" He asked calmly but beneath, he was suppressing a wave of anger.Beauty shook her head frantically. “You..you don't need to know Bill. It's no one. I mean..” She stuttered, looking flustered and the words hung in her throat as her gaze met Bill's. She swallowed hard.“He's Kelvin.. Kelvin Anakin.” She replied as an afterthought with a lowered voice.Bill's eyes lifted up. “And he did this to you? Why?” Beauty shook her head gently. “No Bill. Let's just forget about this. This means nothing. It's just an accident and it can happen to anyone.” She forced a smile, masking up her discomfort.“You don't need to be scared Beauty. Getting scared means you're at the losing end which will further give your enemies the chance to st

Kelvin trapped her against the wall, his hand gripping her two hands tightly, pressing them on the wall.Beauty struggled with him to free herself as her hand brushed against the cold wall, pain cruising through her nerves.She winced, her face tightened due to the discomfort and pain.“Let..let go of me Kelvin..you're hurting me.” She cried, her voice shaky with fear but Kelvin didn't loosen up.He pressed further, tightening his grip on her then he leaned in, breath away from her face in a way Beauty could feel his breath raking against her face. Kelvin's eyes went down, admiring his cleavage which was slightly revealed by the neck curve of her gown. “Fuck! You're hot!" A smirk crossed his face and he leaned further, his intention to kiss her sent a signal down to her muscle. Sandra struggled with him frantically and angled her face to the side but Kelvin was relentless.Before his lips could touch hers, a knock came on the door, cutting off the act.A deep frown rumpled Kelvin'

A slight frown crossed Beauty's face over Sandra's statement which got her embarrassed but she eased up, masking her uneasiness with a gentle smile.“No, I came to have my phone repaired.” She said briefly and wanted to excuse herself but Sandra cut her off before she could.“Meet my Boyfriend Kelvin. He’s the heir of the Anakin family.” She tucked her hair behind gently, a smile tugging on her lips as she continued with pride. “I mean, he's the successor of the Anakins and he manages all their wealth.”Beauty's eyes lifted to Kelvin who had a smug smile at the corner of his lips, basking in the admiration of his lies. Kelvin changes girls like cloth. He has a code; “the next must be more beautiful.” Meaning the next girl he'll date after the one he dumps must be beautiful.He always stick to the phrase.He had been making advances towards Sandra for a while, trying to have her attention and consequently capture her heart but Sandra had been playing hard to get not until Kelvin lie

Clinking of cutleries against glasswares charged the air of the school restaurant The space was live, buzzing with murmurs; Girls gisting at the corner, Male students talking about their crush and last night football rants. At a secluded corner of the restaurant seated Elijah, a plate of fried rice, dumplings that were perfectly made, expensive wines, costly than the school f*e resting at the side like a prize, waiting to be poured and at the other end of the table seated Dave. He wasn't eating but staring at Elijah like an alien that fell from an unknown space— different and strange. First, he could count...no it was just once that Elijah had stepped foot into the school restaurant. And it was Dave who took him there after one of those hectic lectures. Elijah made it clear, probably he was just cautious of his sparse pocket. That he would never step feet into the school restaurant. His reason; Spending thousands on meals is a waste of money. But here he is, right in front of hi

The door of the hall gave way. The room shifted and even the air seemed to freeze. Two men, huge, tall and sharp looking in black suits that could cut a glass pushed the door open with effortless practice. Then— In walked her. Sasha Li. Charred ashes suit cut to her fitness, neatly pressed under the pressure of a hot metal. No rumples, not even specks. Her black velvet sling back heels seem to war with the marbled floor. It clicked sharply like a threat, echoing in the ear of everyone. And they didn't sit. They all rose to their feet. Even the air evaporated, hanging tension loosely over the room. Her hair wasn't weaved. She had a cut. Smart, sharp, curling over her face as though she doesn't have that time to waste sitting in a Hair studio. No jewelry except a pair of princess cut stud diamond earrings catching scattering faint light. As she walked further, the air parted in front, her expensive perfume choking out the air behind. “Miss. Li...” Clinton Kenneth hurriedly met

The weight of the silence. If it fell, it wouldn't shatter. Thicker than glass yet fragile like silence. At exactly 10 seconds later, the clinking of a pin drop could be heard in the hall. What teremity! What could Elijah have swallowed that gave him the shoulder, the sheer balls to even speak before Mrs. Joanna. The fucking poorest boy on campus! Their thoughts though. Elijah stepped forward but Dave held his wrist back. He was shaking like the engine of a car that had been roaring ceaselessly for 100hrs. “No..Dave..” “And as for you.” Mrs. Joanna pointed at Dave. “You've failed. Just have that in mind. Now, both of you should get lost!” She spun. “Hey..bring me his paper.” A male student hurried to her with Dave's question paper and the answer script. Dave's heart banged against his chest, almost breaking out of the rib cage. “Ma..please.. please...” Mrs. Joanna wasn't known to show Mercy. Her yes remains yes and when she says otherwise, no man born out of a woman's ass c