Novels by A.M Wynter.

The private jet lifted smoothly into the evening sky, slicing through layers of clouds bathed in the golden hues of the setting sun.Inside, Adrian and Elena sat side by side, fingers loosely intertwined, the weight of the past months slowly dissolving with every mile that carried them away from the chaos they had conquered.It wasn’t just a trip.It was a declaration.A declaration that they had survived.That they had emerged victorious.And now, it was time to truly breathe again.The destination was a well-guarded secret, carefully selected by Adrian himself:A hidden island in the Mediterranean, known only to a few, where white sand beaches stretched into infinity and the waters shimmered in endless shades of blue and green.The world could wait.They had earned this.Arrival at ParadiseThe jet touched down smoothly on a private runway tucked between lush palms.A sleek black car awaited them, its driver greeting them with a respectful nod before whisking them along a winding co

The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting golden beams over the towering skyline.For Adrian and Elena, it was more than just the end of a day.It was the end of an era of betrayal—and the beginning of a reign no one could challenge.After the thunderous conference that shook the city's business world, the ripple effects were immediate and unstoppable.Phone lines buzzed.Emails flooded in.Messages of congratulations, partnership offers, and investment proposals poured into the company headquarters, one after the other, as if the heavens themselves had opened in their favor.Top executives from around the world who had once been hesitant—cautious to align themselves with a company mired in scandal—now rushed to forge new alliances.Within 24 hours:Three major international corporations signed fresh partnership deals with Adrian's company.Investment firms scrambled to buy stakes, their confidence in Adrian’s leadership soaring.Prestigious philanthropic foundations offered collabor

The day had come.The city buzzed with anticipation.Whispers had already started circulating through media houses, financial circles, and social platforms:Adrian would make a public statement today.No one knew exactly what to expect.Was he stepping down? Announcing bankruptcy? Surrendering?They couldn’t have been more wrong.The conference venue was a masterpiece of design—elegant and powerful, a mirror of Adrian's legacy. Thick marble columns lined the entrance, and luxurious carpets paved the way to the stage, where a massive backdrop displayed the company’s emblem in bold gold letters.Security was tight.Top executives, loyal board members, press agencies, and investors gathered. Their murmurs filled the vast hall, blending curiosity with tension.Inside a private waiting room, Adrian stood before a full-length mirror.He adjusted his dark suit—a deep navy tailored perfectly to his recovering frame. His shoulder was still bandaged beneath the fabric, but he carried himself ta

The soft murmur of the household quieted as the evening crept in, but inside Adrian's estate, the fire had just been lit — not in the hearth, but in the hearts of Adrian and Elena.Adrian sat in the lounge, dressed in a comfortable but elegant set of dark clothing, his injured shoulder carefully supported. The doctors' words still echoed in his mind: "Take it easy. Build your strength."But Adrian had never been the kind of man to sit idle while the world moved around him.Especially not now.Elena entered the room, a tablet and a thick file of papers in her arms. She set them down carefully on the coffee table in front of him and took a seat by his side, her expression serious but calm."You shouldn’t stress yourself yet," Elena said softly, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear.Adrian reached out, covering her hand with his. "Sitting still isn’t healing me, Elena. Planning our next move is."She saw the fire in his eyes—the determination, the quiet fury—and she knew better than to

The day had finally come.After days of careful treatment, endless tests, physical therapy sessions, and emotional battles fought silently in the quiet hospital room, Adrian was ready to go home.It was a crisp morning—the kind of morning that smelled like new beginnings. The sun gleamed against the hospital windows, lighting the room with a soft, golden glow. It felt symbolic, as if even the heavens recognized the rebirth happening inside these four walls.Elena stood by Adrian’s side as the doctor completed the final discharge procedures. She clutched his hand tightly, her fingers warm and reassuring around his."Congratulations, Mr. Adrian," the doctor said with a smile. "You’ve defied the odds. Your recovery has been nothing short of remarkable. Just make sure you take it easy for the next few weeks. No heavy stress, no strenuous activities yet. Let your body continue to heal."Adrian nodded, gratitude filling his chest. "Thank you, doctor. For everything."The doctor patted his g

Morning came with a soft, golden light flooding the hospital room. The air was lighter somehow, infused with a sense of hope that had been missing for days. Elena sat by Adrain’s side, her hand intertwined with his as he drifted between sleep and wakefulness. This time, it wasn’t the heavy, unconscious kind of sleep—it was natural, healing.When the doctors arrived for their rounds, they were greeted by the sight of Adrain awake and more aware than the day before."Good morning, Mr. Adrian," the head doctor said with a wide smile. "Ready for a little work?"Adrian gave a faint smirk. "I’ve been working all my life. What’s a little more?"Elena chuckled softly, squeezing his hand.The doctors set about their task with efficiency, conducting a series of tests and scans. They wheeled in portable imaging machines, taking fresh X-rays of his shoulder and his chest. Blood was drawn to check for infections or hidden complications. Heart monitors were attached to assess the rhythm and strengt