Novels by Elyrian

Rose's POV“Oh shit!” I muttered under my breath realizing that I might be in trouble.“Is this how you want to put this family in shame just a few days after joining us? We are already trending online?” Jennifer spoke with so much sarcasm.I couldn't respond to her. My whole attention was on Derek. He was looking at me, right into my soul and it made me quiver.I never want to see this side of him. It's scary.He looked so pissed. Why? I can't be the cause right? I hadn't done anything wrong.And what's with Jennifer saying the family is already trending online?Heaven help me.I hope the little misunderstanding I had outside wasn't posted online.“Rose, I expected so much better from you.” Avery, Derek mom stated and tapped Derek's arms before walking past me.“Well, I think—”“Jennifer please shut your mouth!” Oscar interrupted the moment Jennifer was about to talk and she just gulped.The disrespect towards his own wife is disgusting.“Everyone leave,” Derek said.His voice wasn’

ROSESomething doesn't just sit right but I couldn't figure out what it was.I sat down on the couch, my hands placed over my chest as I tried to catch my breath."Do you need water ma'am?" A voice came, very close to me and it startled me. I made a little jump from the sofa."Sorry I didn't mean to get you scared." The servant apologized. I looked at her only to see her with a glass of water.Do they really do this too?"I'll get water when I want to." My voice came harsher than I expected. I hadn't realize but my hands were jittering.Am I being stalked? But why?I know accepting this contract marriage from Derek was a big mistake but that was the only way to save my family.I really can't tell how I feel but I know for a fact that it's not a good feeling. Who would I call?My mom? Nope, I would only make her worry and I don't want that.The last thing I wanted was to tell Dreak about anything. I don't want him to be redone for my safety.But I know for a fact that I'm in grave d

ROSEI had this urge to show Derek the text but I decided against it. Telling him didn’t make any sense to me , not when I couldn't even explain why it made my stomach twist like that.When I woke up the next morning, Derek wasn’t in the room. It occurred to me that he may have left for work.The house was too quiet.I sat there for a while, hugging my knees, staring at the spot where he had slept. My phone was still on the nightstand. I reached for it, unlocked it, and stared at the same message from last night.“You don't know what you’ve done.”Though I wondered who might have sent it, I didn’t reply and I didn't delete it either. I just… kept staring at it until the screen went black again.“What am I supposed to have done?” I muttered under my breath.Who do I think I’m talking to? The walls obviously can’t give me an answer. I forced myself up, deciding I won't spend the whole morning being paranoid. I’d make breakfast for myself, shower and maybe go out later.Just… anything t

OSCAR“She’s so full of herself, Oscar. Did you see the way she spoke? Like she owns the house. Like she owns Derek. God, I can’t stand that girl. She’s rude. Classless. And what was that thing she said? ‘Maybe stop coming around’? Is she serious? You know what the problem is, Derek picked her off the streets and now she thinks she’s royalty.”Jennifer hadn’t stopped talking since we got in the car. From the front steps of Derek’s house, through the ride home, and now into our bedroom she was still going. Still ranting. Still talking like her voice was the solution to everything.“And that little smirk she gave when I bumped her shoulder? I saw it, Oscar. I saw it! She thinks she’s won. You should’ve said something to her. You just sat there like they didn’t just—”“Jennifer,” I said quietly, trying to hold on to the last thread of patience I had.But she didn’t hear it.“—humiliate us at the table. Her! Talking like she belongs at the table! That tone she used with Lauren? Avery di

ROSE“Don’t come near me.”I pulled the blanket up to my chest like it was a shield and stared at Derek from across the bed.He looked at me like I had just told him to sleep in the washing machine.“I wasn’t planning to,” he said, slipping his phone on the nightstand like he had better things to worry about than me.“Good,” I replied, dragging the pillow closer. “Because I mean it. If your toe crosses this invisible line…” I made a straight line in the air between us, “I will scream.”He didn’t even look my way. He was already lying down, one hand behind his head, eyes closed like he was bored of my entire existence.“Do you always talk this much before bed?” he mumbled.“Yes,” I snapped. “Especially when I’m forced to sleep beside a cold, rude, abs-showing, zero-emotions type of man.”“Great,” he muttered, still not opening his eyes. “Then maybe if you keep talking, I’ll fall asleep faster.”I scoffed and turned the other way. “Jerk.”“Loudmouth.”The silence that followed was thick

DEREK“Seriously, do you fall for me every time you walk into a room?”I looked down at her, still holding her waist like she was glass I caught before it shattered. Her eyes were wide, big and round like I’d just caught her stealing from my pocket.“You—you didn’t have to catch me,” she muttered, pushing weakly against my chest.“Oh yeah? You wanted to land flat on your face?” I raised a brow, not moving an inch. “Be my guest next time.”“No! I just…” She slipped from my hold and fixed her wrinkled top like she just got into a wrestling match. “I’m not clumsy. That thing was in my way.”“That thing?” I looked down at the slipper, lying there like it minded its business. “You tripped over a slipper, Rose.”She narrowed her eyes. “Don’t start, Derek.”I started anyway.“Oh, now you want to talk? Weren’t you the same girl who couldn’t open her mouth at dinner? Like someone clicked ‘mute’ on you?”She walked past me into the room, arms folded like she had a case to defend. “I wasn’t mute