Novels by Dawn Spark

Eva's POV My throat suddenly goes dry. “Uhn? No.” I swallow. “What do you think you are doing?” Troy thunders as he walks toward us. The two of us turn to him. Evan sighs but he doesn't cower. He gives Troy a resigned look instead but I catch his subtle glance behind Troy. He is afraid of Melinda. “What does it look like we are doing?” I roll my eyes in annoyance and sigh, replying Troy though he has his heated gaze on Evan. Troy goes still, staring at me in shock for seconds. He exhales and moves closer. “You shouldn't be talking with him, darling. He will only exploit your naivety.” Just like he did. It only takes one to know another. “You don't know that.” I deny that just to rattle him. He chuckles, the amusement in his eyes clearly mocking me. “You make me want to protect you everytime with how sweet and naive you are, Eva.” Of course. I fight not to roll my eyes. It's not love as he wants me to believe. I can see through his bullshit. He is only interested in the chall

Eva's POV “I thought Eva had more prettier dresses than this.” Melinda says as she rolls a forkful of pasta into her mouth.Here we go again. I try not to roll my eyes.“She was too excited about the engagement and seeing Tony that she doesn't care about what she puts on.” Mum says in my defense, giving me a glare that says I will regret embarrassing her.“Mum, leave her.” Tony chuckles. “She looks beautiful to me anyway.”Then, I would have melted. Now, the words make my stomach turn.I glance at Eve and see her staring at Tony. He gives her a wink when he thinks I'm not watching.My stomach threatens to let go of the sparse meal I've eaten. I slip my hands under the table, clenching my dress hard. I swallow, reminding myself not to give in to my emotions.I have a plan. And I need to be cold and logical to achieve my goals.Catch Tony and Eve having an affair.Blackmail Tony till he has nothing left in his account. He wouldn't want his father to know of his affair and would think h

Eva's POV “What is it?” I glare at her, yelling in her annoyance.She steps back in shock, noticeably unsettled. I've never glared at her before much more yell.“Mum says we are running late.”“For?”She gives me a weird look that clearly says she wonders if I'm going crazy. “The dinner with the Whitpress. You got engaged to him last night, remember?”I sit up in shock realizing I didn't go back to the night I found my fiance cheating on me with my twin sister but rather to a year before.“Eva,” Mum shouts, barging into my room.I narrow my eyes at her appearance. Mum has an habit of dressing as if royalty will pay her an unannounced visit but her dress at the moment is over the top.If my memory serves me right, I remember we both didn't sleep the night Tony proposed, staring at the engagement ring in delight.“You aren't dressed yet?” She scowls, her eyes flicking around to see the dress I've not yet picked.“I will be out soon.” I sigh, sliding out of bed. Too bad I can't cancel

Eva's POV I drive, speeding past my usual limit as tears stream down my face. I wipe angrily at the flow with one hand while I hold the wheels in a death clutch with the other. How dare he take my heart for granted?How could I have been stupid with my heart?Was I so blinded with my crush that I didn't notice the signs that I was never his?I remember our first kiss. I had almost melted into the ground with stars dancing behind my eyelids, and fireworks bursting loud in my ears.Did he have the same reaction I had? I had no idea as I had my eyes closed during the kiss and five minutes after it, still reeling with excitement and too shy to glance up at him.I remember our first date. I had been excited about spending time with Tony that I hadn't cared that he had taken me to a neighborhood small restaurant instead of the high-end ones he took his exes to.I've stalked him so much that I know everything about him and love him so much that I don't mind discussing on phone more than me

Eva’s POV “Make the waist tighter.” Melinda Whitpress orders, flicking her pink manicured fingers around my body frame.The designer's eyes widened, her pupils dilating with fear on my behalf. If she makes the waist any tighter, it's likely I gasp to death within seconds.I don't react though. I'm used to Melinda's overbearing attitude and getting her way. After all, I escaped from the womb of a woman like her.“I don't think that is necessary.” Kathryn, the designer, says, coming to my rescue.Melinda tuts. “Nonsense. A Whitpress bride has to show all her curves.”Kathryn doesn't have to say a word. I know exactly what is running through her mind. It's the same running through mine. I don't have any curves to show, thanks to the rigorous diet Melinda put me on a few days after the engagement.“But,” Kathryn says.Melinda raises a finger, her perfect face crumpled into cracks. She isn't used to being interrupted. “Is she complaining?” She turns to me. “Do you think I'm being ridiculo

Sabrina's POV “I hear we are together.” I rolled my eyes as I stared at the couple before me, their hands tucked into each other's and behaving as if they were the only ones who existed in the universe.I was also standing with my boyfriend and didn't rub my relationship status on everyone's faces.Boyfriend? It still felt good to think that.“We are.” Kael replied Janie. I didn't bother at all.“Where are we going?” Jack asked.I was tempted to slap them. Didn't they listen at all in class when the professor gave instructions to the groups?I sighed, leaving the talking to Kael. I might end up killing them if I had to say something.Kael sighed. “Group four, we are going to Bonusa village.”“Bonusa village?” Janie screamed dramatically.I would have assumed that she was on fire if she wasn't before me and I could see how perfectly fine she was.“Is there a problem?” Kael asked calmly.I glanced at him, admiring his patience.How could this person be a vampire? He was meant be a sa

Sabrina's POV Lucy had run to my wardrobe before I was done with the call.“Wear these.” She threw a pink top and a pair of trousers at me.I squeezed my nose. “They are too flashy.”She frowned. “Not at all. This is what I call flashy.” She pulled up a black gown adorned with stones and beads. “Will you like to wear this instead?”I shook my head and glanced at the pink top and the trousers. “They are too much for just a simple meet and greet.”“Meet and greet? Who says you are only greeting? You might end up kissing and you want to look attractive enough to make him want that.”I blushed. “Lucy, stop.”She wouldn't. “And there is nothing simple about meeting a hot boyfriend.”I was beginning to regret showing her Kael's picture. “I hear you.”“I'm not letting you out of this room if you don't dress properly. And you better not plan to wear that grey sweatshirt and pants.” I blushed, hating how she could read my mind. “Fine. I will wear what you chose.”“Good.” She grinned. “Do I n

Sabrina's POVI smiled, pressing my toes together as I stared into my phone. These feelings were new but totally not unwelcome. I loved them. I loved the person who evoked them in me. I loved Kael.I gasped as the realization flooded my mind.What? So soon?I was in love with Kael Blad, a vampire. Normally I was meant to freak out but I didn't feel any ounce of panic, even knowing that I might lose my life for being with him.I knew the risk but I didn't know I was going to fall in love with him so soon, just few days after agreeing to be his girlfriend… ‘and see where it goes’.Oh! Damn, I was done for.Beautifully done for.“Are you okay?” Lucy asked, eyeing me from where she was.“Yes, I'm fine.” I nodded without looking at her, blushing at Kael’s new message.Kael: Just one date, Sabrina. A proper one and not meeting only in class and holding hands afterward.Awwwn. He was cute.I was still blushing when another message popped in.Kael: I'm begging here, practically on my knees. O

Sabrina's POV “Sabrina Brooks!”I jumped and winced at the thunder in the professor’s voice. The way he looked at me sent shivers through my spine. “He has been calling your name for a while.” Kael whispered beside me.I blushed. I really should stop zoning out when I was with people.“Sir,” I replied.“You are in group four.” He hissed at me and moved on to the next student.Group four? What was that about?I turned to Kael, confusion etched on my face and hoping for an explanation.He took a glance at my face and burst out in laughter, earning some annoyed glares from some of our classmates.“We are to make research and write an essay as a group.” He explained.Oh!“Thank you.” I breathed. “What group are you in?”“Four.”Lucky me.“Who are the others with us?”“Jack and Janie.”I rolled my eyes. I might as well be without them in the group. Those two didn't care about anything that didn't have to do with them.“Should I compel them to cooperate?” He whispered.“You wouldn't dare.

Sabrina’s POV “Are you listening to me at all?”I jumped, my face coloring immediately with guilt.“You weren't listening.” She concluded and sighed without waiting for my response.She didn't have to. My expression said it all.“What was the last thing you heard me say?”She was trying to give me a chance but unfortunately, I hadn't listened to anything that she said. Nothing at all.She pouted. “I've been talking for one hour, Sabrina.”I winced, hating to be a terrible friend. “I'm sorry, Lucy.”“Where were you?”Thinking of a certain boy that I shouldn't be thinking of.I shrugged. “Here with you.”She snorted. “I meant your spirit.”Definitely where it shouldn't be.“I'm sorry I wasn't listening. I'm with you now.”I needed a distraction anyway. I should stop thinking of a certain vampire before Mother Nature decided to punish my sinful heart.Lucy smiled, eager to tell me of the way her boyfriend doted on her. Unfortunately for her, I tuned out again.******My heart skipped a

Kael's POVMy blood supply was dwindling and I needed to go home for more. The last thing I needed was to run out suddenly and start puncturing holes into the necks of my colleagues."Good to have you home, son." Mum pulled me into an embrace as I parked and stepped out of my car."Me too, mum." I said and wrapped my hands around her. "I miss everyone.""Let's go inside. You're lucky your father is still around. We all miss you.""Isn't that your younger son's voice I hear outside?"I went still as I heard the voice from the living room. I never wanted to be in close quarters with the leader of our clan but he was an undesirable guest who wouldn't stop coming to our house."Is Bastian around?" I whispered in mum's ear so no one else asides her would hear.Mum knew I didn't feel comfortable with Bastian and understood why I had whispered in her ear. She nodded in response instead of voicing it out.My heart sank in my chest and I hated that I would have to leave the second I get the b

Damon’s POV “Where is Nora?” I asked the first person I saw as I walked into the house, barely closing the car door before rushing in.The eyes of the gardener filled with fear, assuming that I intended to bark at her as I had been doing lately. How fast news traveled in the house that those who didn't work inside knew about what was going on.Jane walked past at that moment and I ran toward her, leaving the old gardener who seemed to have his tongue tied.“Where is Nora?”I got the same reaction from her. Her eyes widened with fear and I sighed, hating the monster they were making me out to be.I guessed I deserved that.I hoped she would get her wit on time and tell me where Nora was. I didn't want to tell her that I remembered Nora and didn't mean her any harm.If anyone had to know that I got my memories back, it should be Nora first.“Jane?” I urged, impatience dripping from my voice.“She is not at home.”My heart crashed, believing the worst had happened. Nora had gotten fed u

Damon’s POV My head was a mess.I groaned as I stepped out of the car, heading toward the reception.“Good afternoon, sir.” The blond receptionist smiled at me.“I need a suite.” I said, wiping out my card.She must have realized that I didn't have time to be friendly as the smile wiped off from her face and she got professional.I slumped into the bed, thinking of all I had heard and seen, and started sorting through the storm in my head.A lot had clearly happened which I struggled to grasp.Hart had betrayed me.I had been involved in many scandals.My business had gone down.The investors had been on the verge of leaving.I had been married.I had been divorced.I had gotten myself a mistress while married to a woman I supposedly didn't love.Why was it that a lot had happened to me but I couldn't remember?And why was it that I found it hard to believe what my family and everyone said even though they had shown me pictures and documents to back their claims?I knew the answer to

Nora's POV “You are a good artist.” He noted dryly.My heart went crashing back to the ground. “I didn't draw these.”“How not surprising.” He mocked. “You don't look like one who has talents.”I winced. “You drew this.”He snorted, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. “I don't draw. Not anymore.”“You now do.” I pointed out.He scoffed. “You don't know anything about me. You are just my mum's pawn.”I couldn't take it anymore. “I'm the one you love.” I screeched.“Love?” His lips twisted as if he could taste the word and it was bitter on his tongue. “Don't be ridiculous. I don't love you. I don't even intend to love anyone.”The sound of a cup smashing to pieces snapped me back to reality. His words had hurt me so much that I had gone still, my limbs frozen with pain.Damon’s eyes filled with anger as he stared at the broken cup and back to Jane who looked as pale as a ghost.“What is wrong with you?” He snarled at her.Jane jumped with fright.“Don't snap at her.” I said, jumping up and

Nora's POV “What?” Cara gasped. “You don't know who she is?”“Would I have asked you if I knew who she was?” He groaned.I sighed, grateful that he had kept his sarcasm even if his memories had jilted him.No, not his memories. His memories of me alone. That felt like hell and I wondered how it was that I was still standing upright with how dead my heart was.Cara glanced at me, biting her lips and I winced, knowing she was confused on how to introduce me to Damon.I decided to help her out. “I'm someone you know.”His frown got deeper. “I don't think so. I have a good brain and will remember it if I know you.”Cara ran outside. She was in few minutes later with the doctor. He congratulated him on waking up and did a few checks on him.“Can we talk outside?” He gestured at me and Cara.We nodded and went with him. “It appears he has amnesia.” He informed us.“Can he get better?” Cara asked.He shrugged. “Depends on him. Since he lost only a part of his memories and not all, I assume

Nora's POV Three Weeks LaterI sighed as I sat by his bed, his hand caressed by mine, and prayed for him.The nurse’s eyes melted with pity as she glanced at me while checking his vitals. She nodded to herself and walked away. A heavy sigh escaped my throat at the reality of yet another monotonous day. That was it. They checked his vitals while I sat still with hope turning my insides out. They would nod and assure me that he was healing perfectly fine.Why hadn't he woken up then? I glanced at him again, letting the tears flow from my eyes. I had a lot to tell him. I had a lot to hear from him.With each passing day, I ached for him. I wanted to hear his voice again. I wanted him to smile at me again. I wanted to feel his arms around me.“Wake up, Damon.” I breathed, bringing his hand up for a gentle kiss.“Nora,” Cara sighed as she walked into the room. I jumped up so she could sit beside Damon but she waved me off not to bother, averting her eyes.I let out a sigh as I settled

Nora's POV I would have asked more questions if Damon hadn't gotten wheeled out of the operation room at that time. I flew to my feet, running toward the bed.“Damon,” I cried, tears running down my cheek as I ran with the nurses as they took Damon to his room.The salty taste of the tears was a welcome distraction from the turmoil in my heart. Who wanted Damon dead that they would tamper with his car?That had to have happened while he parked the car at the company as he wouldn't have made it to the office if the car had been tampered with at home.Was that what Hart had to do with the case?“He is unconscious at the moment, ma'am, but we will let you in once he is stable.” The doctor said, stopping me from going in with Damon.“Will he wake up?”His eyes softened, probably seeing how on edge I was and how I was barely holding on. “Of course, he will. When he will wake up though depends on him. Let's just hope for the best.”I knew a dismissal when I got one and moved to drill the c

“Can I also invite my ex-boyfriend over?” I ask him the next day.His eyes darken. “Don't you dare invite your ex into our home.”“Did you think it's our home when your ex came here and kissed you?”“Are you jealous?” He pins me down with a gaze. “You don't have to.”“Why would I be jealous?” I lie. “I'm only worried my stance as your wife will be challenged if the maids see your ex walking in and doing as she pleases.”He nods. “Change the pin to what you want.”“I will change it to my birthday so you have to memorize it. It's the fifth of April.”“Isn't that next month?”“Someone has a good memory.” I jest.He scowls. “Happy birthday in advance.”“Is that all? Shouldn't your wife expect a birthday special treatment?”“You can tell Martha to prepare whatever it is that you want.”I scowl. He is no fun at all. “Never mind.”“See you later at night when I come back from work. Let me know if you want to go shopping.”“Nah. The clothes are okay.”“I told you that my taste will be yours.”

I watch as the two men shake hands over a piece of paper, sealing my destiny. I can't believe that my father sold me off for money but it shouldn't be a shock. That man can do anything for money. What is a daughter that he can't sell when he has a dozen more?Gary Rowland has many illegitimate children due to his numerous one-night stands everywhere he goes. The result is that he has a lot of kids he doesn't care for.I bet he is excited that I'm finally proving my usefulness for being born.“Thank you, Mr. Hills.” Gary smiles, oblivious to the resentful glare I send his way.My new husband barely acknowledges him and shifts his focus to me. “Let's go home, wife.”Wife?That feels strange coming from him.I've always had fantasies about being a wife and getting called that by a man but never did I imagine that I would be stuck in a loveless marriage and claimed by a man who paid for me like a piece of meat.“See you around, Raven. Be good.” My father grins as he walks us out.I snort.

“I knew it.” I grin at the officer and give him a pat on the back.He nods, salutes me and leaves. I go back immediately to the interrogation room even though my shift is over and I should be heading home.There is something about Tina that makes me want to get to the root of the case. I ignore my subconscious which mocks me that I'm attracted to the woman. I also ignore the nagging voice repeating that I'm stupid for having the hots for a suspect.She is innocent. I say to myself.I always knew it and now I have proof.“Back so soon?” She arches her eyebrow at me as I step in. “I thought someone else was coming in to take me for a nap.”“There is no nap for you, pretty.” I say, shocking myself with the slip.In all my years of experience, that has never happened. I hope my colleagues watching behind the glass don't think much of it.Tina doesn't react to the word of endearment and I clear my throat, fully intending to regain composure.She yawns. “I guess I will sleep here then. It's

The first thing I notice is the look in her eyes. She doesn't belong here. That much is obvious but investigation still has to be done.I've dealt with people like her before. They act like prisons are built for vacations and the cuffs on their hands don't bother them. They try to be bold but I see through them. I always do. I trust my guts as much as I trust the training I got at the academy.And at the moment, they are both telling me this suspect isn't a murderer. However, that doesn't mean she is innocent. She is not the criminal and to prove it is exactly what my job here is.“Detective Damon.” An officer calls out. I turn to him. “Yes.”“Aren't you going in?” He waves at the woman cuffed in the interrogation room, boredom etched deep on her face.I continue to stare at her through the glass. She isn't ready for me yet. The boredom on her face needs to become exasperation, anger and then resignation. That is when I will go in.“Let her stay there for three more hours.”“Three?”

“You make me wet.” I say.He groans and shakes his head. “I protect you. That is the other thing I do asides suck the fun out of your life.”I blush, feeling stupid.“It's good you agree you suck the fun out of my life.” I say, attempting to get back some control after the nonsense I spat out earlier.He suddenly stiffens and the mood shifts. His paranoia gets to me and I find myself looking around as he does, though I admit I suck at the job than he does.He makes the job easier. He looks calm and if I wasn't used to him, I won't know that he is assessing where we are.I look the opposite. My heart is racing and my eyes dart around. “Let's go.” He pulls my hand and starts walking, marching out of the club.“Where are we going?” I squeak.He glances at me. “Shut up for once and follow me without arguing, Gabrielle.”“Shut me up.” The words slide out before I can catch myself.He gives me a narrowed gaze and then shakes his head. “I can't believe that you still dare to flirt with me i

I hope he isn't a virgin.If he is, I hope he doesn't have a vow to abstain.If he does, then he is in trouble. I'm the Jezebel destined to steal his virtues, and that I will definitely do because I can't help myself.Who the hell employs a bodyguard as hot as hell?No one but my dad.“You have to wear this under your dress.” He says, handing me a bulletproof jacket.I arch my eyebrow at him. “This can't fit under my dress.” I say, running my hand along my body to show the tight dress but more importantly, my sexy curves.The sexy curves no one I want but this exasperating man has ever resisted.“I believe you should change the dress.” He says in a commanding tone that gets me both annoyed and wet.“I'm the boss. You don't command me, Travis.”It's tragic he doesn't like me despite everything I do.He doesn't bat an eyelash and keeps staring at me. I blush, feeling thoroughly scolded like a school girl.“I can't wear something other than this to a party.”“I'm being paid to keep you a