Novels by Viv3vienne

Richard hesitated, his long golden hair falling down his face as he withdrew. Jason hunched over, coughing as he tried catching his breath, he had this annoying victorious look that irked me to no ends. Richard stepped backwards, his head bowed in defeat. He glanced at me, desperately trying to force a genuine smile that never reached his eyes. I clenched my fists, anger brewing in chest. "Who said i'd mind. In fact, i was never here...so let him do as he pleases." - I shook my head, speaking in a cold, frosty tone. I had had enough of Jason, getting rid of him was a better solution - it was like a 'Kill one,end one free',how could i ever afford to pass out on a good deal. Richard shot me a look, a creepy smile curled on his lips. His green eyes shone with a mesmerizing light and somehow,i found it extremely contagious. I bit down my lip, trying so hard not to smile in t

I pulled up in a safe distance away, my eyes lingering on Richard's figure as he disappeared into an uncompleted high rise building,the chilling breeze tousling his black coat. I stayed put in my car for a few minutes, giving Richard a head start. Then i hopped out, quietly following his trail. Thin beads of sweat fell down my face, my knees aching as i climbed up the flight of stairs, i held on to the rusty stair railings for support. Panting as i tried catching my breath,i placed my hands over my eyes, mentally counting how many more steps I'd have to climb. I bit down my lip, determination soaring in my heart - Giving up wasn't an option, afterall, I'd come a long way. I patted my chest, sucking it up as i continued my exhausting climb up the stairs, finally reaching the small door that led to the rooftop. "How long does Mr Will wish to hide the truth?".

" Let's get a divorce!" The wind blew... and there was a thick veil of silence between us. Richard buried his hands in his pockets, his eyes no longer resting on me but on the vast sea. "The sea looks beautiful today.... it's like it's shimmering under the sun's rays. We should go to the beach someday." - He gave a warm smile, his eyes squinting. "Don't change the topic." - I spoke coolly. "Richard, let's get a divorce." - I repeated my earlier words calmly. Richard bowed his head, his long blonde hair falling down his gorgeous features. He remained like that for a moment, every moment felt strained and increasingly tensed, i almost couldn't breath. "Why?!" - He asked hoarsely. I felt stunned, ever since we got 'married'.... R

I walked, dressed in an all black outfit. The haunting melody of my heels clicking against the white tiled floors echoed in the hall. I remembered visiting the police station once- the experience was half as pleasant. I sat on a chair, staring at the transparent glass - Irina glared at me as she sat on the other end. She looked haggard, her skin pale, wearing the same old smug pride. I picked up the telephone on my end, watching her pick up hers as she brought it close to her ears. "Have prison been treating you well?." Irina raised a brow at me, her lips pursed in a thin line as she offered no response. I smiled - She had always been the type of person to cry only when she has seen the coffin. "I heard your trial is just a few days away..... and i was wondering, if you were already getting adjusted to your new environmen

News about Camille's death spread fast and soon after...her body was found. It was actually Richard's idea to place it in a very common place and that kind of made sense..... Somewhat. The gory news had the entire citizens in an uproar, some already fearing the worst. But trust the police department to give out a well, curated speech about how they're on the case and also promising that the citizens' safety was their upmost priority. Though they didn't give out the news about the killer... according to them, they're still in the middle of investigating and the culprit was yet to be determined. Detective Davis had already told me about Camille's autopsy and his suspicions about it being related to my parents mother, citing that both DNA results collected at the time, matched up perfectly. Meaning that there was a definite culprit, but that was also under thorough scrutiny. He wouldn't say any more than that , which wasn't strange given his usual tight-lipped nature. I stared a

"Selene Woods. Age: 19, gender; female. Daughter to the deceased Mr Ashley and Whitney Woods. State after accident; Critical. Date and time of accident recorded; half past nine on the twenty- fourth of July, 2014.” - The detective paused. I felt a strange chill, a thin veil of sweat covered my body. My hands which had been gripping the stirring wheel tightened, eyes lingering on the traffic lights that had now turned orange. "I also found this amongst the police records. What does Miss Selene have to say about this?" - He added. The traffic lights turned green and i smiled coldly. " What can i say about it......?." - I mused softly . " Unfortunately nothing." " As i had said earlier, i'm just a citizen with a right sense of justice. And i can only achieve that justice by aiding your work, Detective Davis. I already think that i'm on the right path, if i truly wanted to diverge...i would have done things my way from the start." - I spoke humorlessly. Detective Davis exhaled

Zeke's arms settled on Alan's waist, guiding him towards a private room. As they walked past the hall, pieces of conversations and faint sounds of clinked glasses reached Alan's ears. He furrowed his brows, pinching his nose in discomfort - the scent of heavy colognes made breathing a difficult task for him. Zeke lowered his gaze, catching Alan's disgust - he frowned, his pace accelerating to a point where Alan had to stumble along in order to avoid losing sync.Once inside, Zeke shut the door, muting every sounds from outside. Alan stared at the room for a while, quietly stealing a deep breath. The room smelled of chamomiles and whiskey, Zeke's scent ; Alan exhaled, his curious eyes examining the room before landing on a bottle of unfinished scotch sitting on the table. Seemed like Zeke had been in here for quite the while."What are we doing in here?", Alan's gaze fixated on Zeke's face, watching him plop his full weight onto a grey, leather sofa.Zeke had his head leaning back, hi

Strong scents of mixed perfume tickled Alan's nostrils, making him sneeze a little as he trailed by Ezekiel, his almond eyes fixated only on Zeke's broad shoulders. The dim hall had crowds of distinguished ladies and men flocking around Zeke, like moths drawn to flames. Each wanting to toast him and get in a good word for their companies - while others tried playing matchmakers with their daughters. Zeke stood under the low-hung chandeliers, his golden blonde hair falling over his symmetrical face in a perfect arc. The golden hue of the lights bounced off his tall figure, making his every frown or smile look even more charming and angelic in a rather far annoying way. He flicked his sleeves, his silk black robes with silver embroidered threads catching the light - flaunting every grace and charm he had. Alan rolled his eyes, unable to stand Zeke's hypocrisy. Taking advantage of the momentarily distraction, he slipped out to the balcony. Standing in the night's breeze, he took in a

Alan laid on his bed, his feet kicking wildly in the air as he munched on sunflower seeds. His fingers scrolling through countless media articles expressing shock and disbelief about the Gu's sudden asset liquidation.Some even going as far as calling it a ' high famed construction giant at the brink of bankruptcy ', but the comments were actually the icing on the cake.The netizens had spared no costs, every section was filled up with curses and random threats - if they weren't just paranoid, they could have passed on for trolls. He chuckled, rolling over to his side with absolute delight. Blissfully ignoring the dark figure leaning against the door frame, watching him quietly while he's busy cheering at his family's downfall. "You seem awfully glad today, anything you'd like to tell me?", Zeke's voice fell, his deep tone sending shockwaves through Alan's body. He froze, his lips gaping in shock. Then he snapped out of it, his fingers pointing at Zeke's amused smile with a tone ful

Amelia held her phone, sitting at the back seat - her once calm gaze turning complicit. News of the company's assets liquidation had spread around like wildfire, alerting the shareholders and placing her in a strained spot. Worse still, every attempt made to curb the situation had proven to be futile. She groaned softly, her delicate fingers pressed against her throbbing temples. This situation had spiraled way out of control, with the ongoing project underway,this could prove to be fatal.Amelia stared at her assistant through the rearview mirror, her voice firm, "Head back to the company, i've got important matters to settle". "Yes, ma'am", the assistant nodded, his back stiffening. His grip on the stirring wheels tightening as he spoke, his voice low. "And also... ma'am, there's been calls from the chairman".Amelia shut her eyes, a slow, dull anticipation hitting her chest. The old man called? Guess he already saw the news. She leaned back, relaxing into her car seat, " What did

At the Gu family's villa..... Old Su and Old man Gu sat at a table of Go, their quiet, aged eyes locked on the 19×19 board with grave seriousness. Around them, tall lush trees swayed in the warm, afternoon breeze; casting shadows over their slightly hunched figures as they focused on the game.Old Su cleared his throat, sizing up the small board with a heavy gaze,"Old Gu, about your son .... don't you think you went a bit too far this time?", he picked up a small, black stone from the goke; pressing it between his calloused fingertips before pinning it in the midst of Old Gu's camp. He let out a soft exhale, staring at the move he'd made with satisfaction as he leaned back just enough to relax his stressed body. Old Gu furrowed his brows, his stern eyes focused on dissecting the move his old pal had made. Then he let out a low snort, "That brat won't learn any other way, he's just an unfilial waste of efforts".He paused. Placing his white stones two intersections forward, he compl

"Boss, the job's wrapped. I've compiled every list of shares held in the company, not one information less. There's a file attached, everything else is awaiting your orders"." Hmm~", Zeke stood with his back to the dark figure, wiping his hands with a towel. His sharp, piercing gaze fixated on the pot of porridge simmering on the stove with a slow, satisfied nod. "Have the next phase initiated,i want all assets liquidated by dusk. Let's have the Gu's corporation hanging on a thin thread"."Sure boss!", the dark figure lowered his head in a quick nod, his rough eyes lingering on the boss's broad busy figure stir- frying vegetables by the stove. Even when preparing meals,the boss's aura had diminished a bit - the stark contrast made his eyes twitch.How far was the boss willing to go for that pretty boy's sake? Even declining himself to mere kitchen chores, at this point, there was absolutely nothing he wouldn't do.Slow, steady steps descended from the stairs and Alan's slender figur