Novels by Bolutrx

Alice’s POV“Take care of yourself, my little pumpkin.”“Mum! How many times have I told you to stop calling me that?”“What? It’s cute,” Sophia chuckled. “I’m not little anymore.”“I know. But you’ll always be my baby, forever.”A small smile formed on my lips. “Bye mum. I’ll talk to you later. Love you. Muah.”I put my phone away and returned to my breakfast. For a moment, I thought how things had become different between Sophia and me. She always made sure to call me everyday, and that little gesture somehow brought us closer and I no longer felt alone despite the distance. I had spent my entire life believing I was someone else’s daughter, and now I was here, far away from the woman who had given birth to me. Life was funny sometimes.I finished my breakfast and continued exploring the streets. I stopped at a few shops, bought a beautiful scarf, and even took pictures of buildings I found interesting. Now I was beginning to understand why people fell in love with Paris. There was

Klaus’ POV“Boss, should we leave now?” “No. Not yet.” Damien yawned again for the tenth time in five minutes. His bloodshot eyes framed by dark circles reminded me that we hadn’t slept throughout the night or the day before as I had ordered him to never take his gaze off the Grey’s mansion. It’s been three days, three days since I had been waiting for her to step out, but she hadn’t. But we couldn’t leave now. Not when I hadn’t seen Alice. After what seemed like forever, a stunning woman with platinum blonde hair and striking blue eyes stepped out of the Grey’s mansion and my heart skipped. It was Alice. And somehow, she looked even more beautiful than the last time I had seen her. But she looked so frail that I was scared the wind could blow her away. My chest ached at the sight. Wasn’t she eating properly? Why did she look so thin?Then my eyes landed on the suitcase Alice was holding. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Alice wasn’t just leaving me, she was also leaving the c

Alice’s POVWhen I first saw the news about Michael’s suicide, I was beyond shocked. And as much as I hated to admit, I felt bad about it. Michael had always been a prideful man and he loved his reputation more than anything, so I kinda understood why he had done it. But still, I couldn’t believe he was gone and in such a manner. No matter how much I hated him, I had never imagined his story to end like this. Margaret wasn’t any less better. After hearing the news about Michael’s death, she collapsed and went into a stroke. I couldn’t bring myself to believe the once powerful woman was now paralyzed for life. And to make matters worse, she was being watched closely in the fear of not going through the same path as Michael. The Sterling family weren’t exempted, as most of their shareholders pulled out after the leaked videos of Victoria’s involvement in almost getting me killed. They also went bankrupt as their illegal activities surfaced on the internet. As far as I knew, they were

Margaret’s POVMy heart splintered in my chest as I banged on the door. “Michael!” But no answer. Everywhere was usually quiet and that scared me more than anything. What if he…? No. No. He wouldn’t do that. My son was a strong man. There’s no way he’d do such a thing.But discomfort churned in my stomach. I called bodyguards for help and one of them repeatedly kicked the door till it broke down. The moment it did, I rushed inside the room like a mad dog. I froze like a deer in headlights at the scene before me. Michael was on the floor, his face deadly pale and blood slipping from his wrist. My eyes landed on the fruit knife beside him and realization crossed my features. I crumbled to the ground, gripping his cold body. “No. Michael!” I cried out, feeling like my heart was being carved out of my chest. “This isn’t possible. Michael, please wake up. Open your eyes for mummy.” But he didn’t move. I pressed a trembling hand against his chest, desperately searching for a response.

Michael’s POVLife had been so peaceful. Maybe too peaceful. My company was thriving more than ever. Most of our investors and shareholders were back and I was making more money, all thanks to my mother. Because there wasn’t any substantial evidence, the case had been dismissed and resolved completely. And above all, Victoria had stopped bugging my life. I frowned. That was weird. Victoria couldn’t go a day without calling or texting me, yet, I hadn’t heard from her in the past seven days. An unsettling feeling rose in my chest. Was something wrong?Perhaps after work, I’d go to the Sterling mansion to find out what was going on. Maybe she was planning something else to eliminate Alice again.A knock sounded at the door. “Come in.”Jacob, my personal assistant, walked in with a pale face. The moment I saw his face, I straightened my back immediately. I knew that look too well. It was the same one that meant there was a problem, a really big problem. “Good morning, Mr. Blackwood, hav

Klaus’ POVThe house felt empty without her. It had been three days, three days without Alice and it felt like I was hanging by a thread. I could almost imagine her beautiful face smiling at me while arguing about something I had said. The way she’d roll her eyes whenever I had praised myself. Fucking narcissistic, she’d say while her eyes shine with undeniable admiration. The way she had looked at me when fucking Jackson had exposed everything cut through me like a blade. I’m pretty sure she would hate me. But I pray she forgave me. Because if she didn’t, my life wouldn’t be complete.How do I get her back? What do I do to make my wife want me again?I must be delusional. What woman could forgive a man who had lied to her face everyday? A man who had married her as a tool for revenge?My chest stiffened at the thought of Alice leaving me completely. She looked me dead in the eyes and told me she wasn’t going home with me. Only God knew how bad I had wanted to pick her up and drive

Lucas’s POV“Phoebe!” Her name tore out of my throat before I could stop it. For a moment everything disappeared. The guests, the music and the priest standing before me. All I could see was her. She stood among the crowd, her beautiful hazel eyes fixed on mine. Even from the distance, I could see the pure shock and disbelief.I needed to get to her, I needed to explain why I was standing at the altar with another woman when every part of me wanted to be with her. “Go to her!” Lucian roared.I took a step forward, but a hand held my wrist. “Don’t you dare,” my father hissed.I turned towards him, fury flashing through me. “Let go.”His grip tightened. “Remember where you are. Look around you. I’m not going to let you humiliate me in front of my guests.”I looked around and indeed, their curious eyes were on me. Members of my pack and numerous alphas stared at me. If I didn’t carry on, I knew the consequences very clearly. I could lose my pack, my reputation. I could lose everything.

Phoebe’s POVI stood in front of Eric. “You don’t get to decide who’s good and not good for me, Felicia.” I turned to Eric. “Let’s go.”For the first time in a while, Felicia glared at me, but she didn’t say another word. And Eric also didn’t say anything, which was weird, because Eric always had something to say. I grabbed his hands and we left. But Felicia’s eyes never left Eric, not even for a second. Was it possible she knew him from somewhere? Felicia had never expressed unconcealed irritation for anyone, not even Jones. But now, she did with him. “Do you know her?” I finally asked. Eric paused. “No.”“Are you sure? It did seem like you guys were sworn enemies or something.”Eric didn’t flash that annoying smirk of his, instead, his gaze tightened. “You’re imagining things, Phoebe.”My brows creased with a frown. “I’m imagining things?”“Yes, little bunny.” His familiar smirk returned. “Someone has been watching too many Telemundo movies. Maybe you should consider writing a bo

Phoebe’s POV“What the fuck! How… What the hell are you doing here? How do you know where I live?”“Hey, one question at a time.” He chuckled. “How do I know where you live? I have my ways, baby.”I rolled my eyes. “And what am I doing here? I missed a specific little bunny and wanted to see her. Does that answer all your questions?”My brows furrowed. “I never told you or anybody else where I lived. So—““The most important thing now is I’m here, isn’t it?” He came closer. “Or aren’t you happy to see me?”“I am. It’s just that—““Phoebe, have you been crying?” The playful smile on his face disappeared. “What happened? Did someone dare to hurt you?”“No. No. It’s not that.” I shook my head. He paused. “Wait. Was it Lucas?”My lips parted, but I was unable to say a word. And that silence told him the truth.Eric’s expression hardened. “That son of a bitch. What did he do? Tell me, what did he do?!”“Eric, please calm down. He didn’t hurt me.” My throat tightened. “He… he got married

Phoebe’s POVI stumbled back, unable to believe who I was staring at. Why was Lucas dressed as the groom? No. This wasn’t possible. How could he move on so easily?Lucas froze, his face ashen. His lips parted, but no sound came out of his mouth. My hands curled into fists as I glared at him. Since he wanted to marry another woman, let him go ahead. “Mate,” Selene whimpered. “Shut it. Can’t you see he’s busy getting married?”“But—““Let’s get the hell out of here.”As I was about to take a step, a voice forced me to halt. “Phoebe!” Lucas’ eyes widened and his body trembled. For one brief moment, his body shifted as though he was about to leave the altar. Then, his father caught his wrist. I had expected him to come over, resist his father. But no, he didn’t. He just stood there, his gaze fixed on me. For one foolish second, I waited. I waited for him to run after me. To call my name and give me a reason not to believe what I was seeing. But Lucas didn’t take a step, instead, he

Lucas’s POVToday was definitely the worst day of my life. No, the second worst day. The first was when Phoebe had left without saying goodbye. I still remembered waking up and realizing she was gone. No explanation, not even a fucking note. She had simply disappeared, leaving me to deal with the unbearable ache in my chest and a wolf who had been driving me insane ever since. My father had literally forced the marriage with Vivian upon me, saying I had to choose between duty or love, and if I chose wrongly, I would risk the wellbeing of the pack. I hated myself. I hated myself for being weak, for being unable to refuse and even Lucian hated me for it. He had refused to speak to me ever since I had agreed. “Lucas.” John strolled towards me, his eyes mirroring the sadness in my eyes. “Do you really have to do this?”I let out a humorless laugh. “Do you think I’d be standing here in a fucking suit if I had a choice?”“You always have a choice. He’s manipulating you and you know it.”

Phoebe’s POVI was getting annoyed by the way people looked at me with fear. Don’t get me wrong, it felt good, but too much of everything was bad. I couldn’t walk down a damn hallway without someone moving out of my way or staring at me like I was a ticking time bomb. I was beginning to miss the days when everyone ignored me. Okay, that was a fucking lie. I loved every bit of their discomfort. “You’re smiling again.” I rolled my eyes at Selene’s voice. “And?”“Nothing. Just saying you’re enjoying this way too much.”“Can you blame me?”She chuckled inside my head. “Not even a little.”I was heading down the stairs when I heard Rebecca’s annoying voice drifting out of the living room.“And apparently, almost every important Alpha in the region will be there.”I slowed down. Was there an upcoming event?“Every other important Alpha?” Stella asked, her voice laced with joy. “Even the ones who never attended or cared for events?”“That’s what I heard. I heard it’s going to be the weddin