Novels by Untamed

POV: ElizabethI press my hands against my temples, trying to steady myself. The voice in my head won't stop."Answer me!" Claire's voice is panicked, angry. "What are you? Some kind of demon? Did you possess me?""I'm not a demon," I whisper out loud, then immediately regret it. I'm alone in the hotel room. Talking to myself like a crazy person."Then what are you?" Claire demands. "Why can't I control my own body? Why are you wearing my skin like a coat?"I stand up from the bed, my legs shaky.This has never happened before. Every morning, Claire's consciousness fades away and mine takes over. Clean. Simple. But now she's here, trapped with me, screaming in my mind."Please, just listen," I think the words, hoping she can hear me the same way I hear her. "My name is Elizabeth. I died, and someone gave me a second chance by putting my soul in your body during the daytime."Silence. For a moment, I think maybe she's gone. Then her voice returns, sharp and disbelieving."That's insane

Pov: ElizabethTwo security guards burst through the door. They're large men with stern expressions, and Claire backs away from them like a cornered animal."Don't touch me!" she shrieks.I scream too, though no sound comes out. "Red! Red, please! I need you!"The room remains unchanged. Red doesn't appear. One security guard approaches Claire with his hands raised. "Miss, we're not going to hurt you. We just need you to calm down.""Stay away from me!" Claire grabs a lamp from the nightstand, wielding it like a weapon. The commotion must be audible throughout the entire floor because suddenly Jason's voice cuts through the chaos from the hallway."What the hell is going on?"Everyone freezes. Jason appears in the doorway, his tie loosened and his hair slightly disheveled. His eyes immediately find Claire, still clutching the lamp, tears streaming down her face."Everyone out," he says quietly.The hotel staff hesitates. The female worker speaks up. "Sir, she's quite distressed. We t

Chapter Fourteen: Ghost in the RoomElizabethWhen I opened my eyes, I found myself on the ground. For a moment, I could only stare at the ceiling, my thoughts spinning. Then it hit me, sharp and sudden.What just happened?Why did Claire wake up all of a sudden?Why am I here like this?I pushed myself upright and looked toward the doorway. Jason was there, carrying Claire in his arms. He kept calling her name, his voice shaky, almost frantic. Seeing that expression on his face made my stomach twist.Something was terribly wrong.Fear wrapped around me like cold water. Why is this happening? And where the hell is Red?Jason laid Claire on the bed with surprising gentleness. He muttered something to the hotel staff beside him, his tone low and worried. I couldn’t hear what he was saying, but I didn’t need to. The tension in the room was enough.This is bad. This is so bad.My phone.Where was my phone? I had been searching for it before everything went dark. I looked around, feeling u

Elizabeth pov It was around noon when we arrived at the hotel. Jason said the meeting would take place tomorrow, which meant we had the rest of the day to ourselves. Thankfully, we didn’t have to share a room. The receptionist handed me a key card and directed me to my suite, while Jason’s room was directly opposite mine.I was even more relieved when he told me he had somewhere to be and left soon after.Once the door clicked shut, I finally exhaled. My hands trembled slightly as I reached into my bag and brought out the USB drive. I stared at it for a few seconds, my heartbeat echoing faintly in the quiet room. Then I plugged it into my laptop.A single file appeared on the screen. A video.My throat went dry. I hesitated for a moment before pressing play. The image was blurry at first, distorted by static. But through the haze, I could make out a man sitting in a chair inside a dimly lit room. Who was he? And why did he look like someone I’d seen before?Before I could adjust the

ElizabethJessica stood in the doorway, her perfectly manicured hand resting on the handle."What are you doing in here?""I was looking for Mr. Collen," I said, forcing my voice to stay calm when all I wanted was to strangle her. "He wasn’t answering his phone, and I need his signature on a few files."Jessica’s eyes swept across the room, pausing on the desk, on the closed laptop, and finally on me."His signature?" she repeated. "And you thought you’d find it by standing at his desk?""I was waiting—""In his private office. Alone."The air between us thickened. I met her gaze steadily."Is there a problem, Miss Lawrence?""That depends," she said coolly. "Are you in the habit of snooping through things that don’t belong to you?""I’m not snooping.""Then what would you call it?"Oh really, Jessica. Don’t think you’ll get the chance to talk down to me for long. Enjoy your moment while it lasts.We both turned at the sound of footsteps.Jason stood in the doorway, suit jacket draped

ElizabethRashford's gaze finally drifted away from me.But my heart was still pounding.He turned back to the counter, wiping the surface in slow movements. His jaw was tight. His shoulders tense. Like he was working through something in his head. Does he know? Did I give myself away?The uncertainty gnawed at me, eating away at what little composure I had left.I couldn’t stay here with him looking at me like that.“I should go home,” I said quietly, setting down the cup.Rashford looked up. “I’ll give you a ride.”“No, it’s fine—”“Claire.” His voice was firm. “It’s late. I’m not letting you walk home alone.”My phone buzzed in my pocket before I could argue.I pulled it out, not even checking the screen. “Actually, my ride’s here.”Rashford frowned. “Your ride?”“Yeah. I... I called someone earlier.” I stood quickly, grabbing my bag. “Thanks for the coffee. And the warmth. I’ll see you tomorrow night.”I was halfway to the door when his voice stopped me.“Claire.”I turned.He l