Novels by Casmir E. C

EPILOGUE: ... it is still with a heavy heart that I, Chris Ronald, write to you, The United Nations. For the sake of the very lives that have been lost so far in this fight, this struggle for a sovereign state of Nigeria. I still fight, with only one hand and one leg. I refuse to remain silent. Please fulfill the promise you made to my late brother, Chiadi Okorie, the Fisheye, who gave his life in service for this purpose. Avenge us, I beseech you. Avenge Nigeria, for all our sakes. For I, only I, and a few others are still well and able to carry guns to go out into battle against Medusa. But if I go wit

RomaShe ran as fast as her feet could carry her carrying her long sniper bag where she had packed in her sniper and shouting;"Maggie!!" "Maggie!!" in fear! As she ran towards the center of the field.She had gotten Maggie's signal from the roof of the Catholic Church where she was well positioned with her sniper near the church bell.She had counted the men, they were four in number. She could take them all out in a go because the range wasn't too far.She had waited and switched the view into night mode, awaiting her signal just before ..."Maggie! Maggie!!" she called as she got to where Maggie was trying hard to keep standing.She had been shot twice around her lower abdomen and her hands were still there trying to put pressure on the bullet wound."Maggie listen to me, you've got to stay with me, do you understand?" she said grabbing Maggie in

MaggieIt was thick darkness. Only the sound of the rustling of leaves and creeping night insects could be heard.She glanced at her wrist watch, it was 9.02pm. But she stood there at the center of the large compound of St Patrick's Catholic church waiting, standing in front of her white Mercedes Benz, waiting for her meeting with the Medusa demon - the Vampire.They were two minutes late to the meeting, one she had arranged risking her very existence.The Vampire had contacted her demanding to know her status with the location of Fisheye. She had told them that she didn't have Fisheye, but she had something better - the flash drive! Hence, she set the meeting point and time.All her being yearned just for the Vampire! For Revenge! For justice for her daughter Rose!Her rape was the beginning of her downfall, after it her life was never the same ag

Ronald Here was the joy, that some people actually missed him, thought of him, and loved him. Chinny had literally jumped on him and Uche, for the very first time in his life, hugged him. Scorpion, who’d just been standing at some corner couldn’t help but smile at how happy they were. He’d been reluctant about the whole thing, but now he was okay. He only had a few more hours to spend in Nigeria as his pilot had confirmed he was already set at the airport awaiting their arrival so they could take off.But he didn’t want to and even scorpion saw it. He was happy. Very. They’d laughed and laughed about lots of things as Uche would tease him about his new appearance, his beard! And his well pronounced pink lips against a fair skin!They even ended up strolling into their former class, Goldstar (yellow), with the white lights completely illuminat

ChinnyThe heavens had shut their eyes, darkness had come, the night was here.It scared her, for who knew what darkness brought in it's mouthShe was supposed to be happy walking down the beautiful blue lobby of Springfield high with Uche, the father of her child, holding her hand and flashing his sweet dimpled smile at her. She was not. For heaven was falling and death was nigh. Medusa was coming, coming for all their souls, and she knew it. For everything had gone wrong, and the plan had shattered, it was game over in her calculations.She looked at the happy man, Uche, her love, and tears filled her eyes as he stood her on the balcony with himself - a place he used to give her chocolates and tell her his funny dreams of becoming the king of the world. King of the world indeed."Hey baybee." He began. "Are you crying?""yes" s

RomaShe opened her eyes in her weakness and immediately recognized she was in a hospital with blue walls, white mattresses, white light , and an antiseptic smell.For some reason, she never went totally unconscious, no. Not while the nurses took her in, not while they injected a drip into a brachial vein, not while they conversed amongst themselves saying;“she will be okay, just a little trauma and a few bruises here and there. She’ll be back soon. She just needs some rest”Now she was fully conscious and suddenly felt a surge of anxiety and adrenaline when it hit her;‘where is Cas’ mother?’She was supposedly brought in with her but on looking around at the few other beds in the empty ward, she was not there! So where could she be.She got up swiftly with caution not to make a noise and gain attention.She trudged to the door, staggering

The room was quiet, the wall clock ticking. I couldn’t sleep, my thoughts racing even though I’d had the best first evening at school—all thanks to Jayden.He had dropped me off at my dorm.“See you around?” he smiled.“Sure.”Then a shower followed. No dinner. A little sleep. Then… nothing.My mind was all over the place, especially when I realized I was beginning to forget some core aspects of my previous life. I had noticed this after meeting Jayden. The conversations were new, the experiences different. And every time I relived a moment differently, the old memories blurred—names and motives first, before faces.Panic set in.How was I supposed to alter my unfortunate end when I was beginning to forget the past?Why was the moon goddess switching up the program?---The beep of the alarm woke me. I hadn’t realized I’d slept off again. I checked the time—7:00 A.M.Holy sh*t!I rushed to the bathroom and had a quick bath, but as I was coming out, something stirred inside me. A sharp

My room was a small heaven, but rather depressing. After about two hours of unpacking, bathing, and settling in, I decided to step out.Taking a deep breath—relieved to finally be rid of Sara, for now—I changed into something casual: baggy blue jeans and a pink sweater, with my hair tied into a ponytail.I knew exactly where to go and what was to follow.The cafeteria.My heart was beating erratically when I got there. I just sat, waiting. I didn’t know how exactly it was going to happen since some things had changed from the past timelines. For example, I was never supposed to have a room to myself in this school. But now I did, courtesy of my deepened connection with Courtney.Tampering with the future was a chain reaction. I knew this, but couldn’t help it. I just kept wondering what else I had altered by my actions or inactions.“A smoothie, please?” I said to a girl walking up to me with a tray in her hand. I could tell she was a junior on duty.“Alright.” She stepped away with n

Before noon the next day, I stood under the open sky, the orange woods surrounding me. Whistling winds and singing birds... “Hurry up, Harry! We wouldn’t want to be late, would we?” Maggie barked orders at the driver, a middle-aged Omega clad in blue blazers and pants. “Copy that, Maggie.” He adjusted his hat and continued loading our hefty boxes into the trunk of a sleek black limousine with tinted windows. “Now, you say a proper goodbye to your Luna,” Maggie instructed Sara and me, pointing at Courtney, who was standing at a distance. Elegant as ever. Sara moved before me, and as soon as she reached Courtney, she lowered her head in reverence. “Farewell, Luna.” “Kneel,” Courtney commanded. Stern voice. Rock-hard face. “Pardon me, ma’am.” Sara cringed visibly and instantly bent the knee. “Good.” Courtney’s chin rose. “That is how we do it in the Shadow Pack. Respect, honor—over love and admiration.” I tried to follow suit, drifting to my knees, but Courtney grabbed m

The Crescent meeting had taken an awfully long time. I had been sitting in a waiting room for so long. The moonlight shimmered on the window railing when I lost track of time and dozed off.“Zoe?” I felt a tap on my shoulder.“Yes?” I purred.“Wake up.”Lifting my gaze, I saw Maggie’s grim face and stoic poise. I sprang up, adjusting myself.“You may enter now.” She gestured at the wood-brown door in front of me.“Thank you.” I forced out a smile, but she wasn’t having it. I proceeded into the office nonetheless, ignoring her as she slammed the door after me.“My girl!” Courtney’s brimming smile was the first thing that greeted me. Her warm aura was all I needed to forget the hours of waiting. She sat at the end of a long mahogany table, legs crossed.“Good evening,” I hollered.“Evening to you too, my love. Please, sit.”I obliged.“So, I found you asleep in the anteroom and didn’t want to wake you.”“Apologies, Courtney, I—I didn’t mean to.”“No need for apologies. I know the meetin

“This way…” A tall, robust woman in a flowing oxblood gown led us into a large compound deep inside the orange woods. Courtney had handed us over to her for a briefing.“Welcome to your new home,” she bellowed with no joy, while giving us a tour of the expanse — the garden, waterfall, pool, sculptures… everything screamed of old money — just the way I remembered it.“For now, you two will share a room. Understood?”“Yes, ma'am.”I blinked, but couldn’t object.Sara, of all people, my roommate? God, no.“You will have constant supplies of new clothes, food, and toiletries, as you are honored guests of the Crescent Seat… for now.” Her tone was clinical, her body stiff.“Any questions?”“What is your name?” Sara spoke up.“Margaret. You can call me Maggie. I am the Chief Housekeeper of the Crescent Household. That means you girls are under my charge, as I will be the one assigning duties to you.”“Wonderful! Nice to meet you.” Sara beamed, extending a hand for a handshake.“Spare me the

Jayden was stifled for what seemed like eternity…He stood there nestling my lifeless flesh in his arms, blood soaking through his shirt. My blood — the blood of his mate, and that of his son.His only son.A mixture that made his jaw clench and release as the room blurred at intervals.Voices.Echoes.The scent of betrayal and cringe lies… of silver, burnt fur, and rust.And then… silence.“Zoe…” His voice cracked as he gently brushed a blood-matted curl from my cheek.“Please…” he begged. But I was gone.They’d killed me.And his son.Jayden’s knees hit the floor with a thud, the walls of the once-hallowed Hall of Wisdom closing in around us — the place where justice was supposed to be served had failed us.Sara — who was holding Jayden’s arm minutes ago now inched backward, her lips somewhat trembling. Perhaps she had realized that he now knew the truth. Wolfsbane could only mask it for so long…“You LIED TO ME!” Jayden erupted like thunder. His wolf surged forward, claws ripping o