Novels by miralyswrites

BrielleThe owner of the company was Axel."Bri—" He started."Don't Brielle me. Firstly, you knew my husband was a cheating skank, yet you kept it to yourself. I know we weren't... we aren't close, but still, I expected some respect. And now... now I'm finding out that she used to work not only in my husband's company but yours too." I said in one breath.The look in Axel's eyes. His surprise."Okay firstly, it's not fair that you keep bringing up the cheating part. I already told you why and I thought we were past that."A wave of shame caught me because he was right."Secondly, yes. She used to work for both of us. I fired her because I found out that she was blackmailing staff. A lot of them. I couldn't let such a toxic person stay... or should I? The only reason I didn't tell you was because I didn't see the need to. I didn't feel it was important. If I did, then you would have surely known."Okay, now I was feeling like the biggest jerk on the planet. He had been so supportive t

Brielle Morning came and I had a new resolution in mind. Damage control. I was going to see what I could do about my...... situation. There must be a loophole somewhere. Something I could take advantage of. The black track pants and beige top were already laid out for me, just like I’d asked Axel last night. Simple yet practical. It was nothing fancy though. My hair went up in a tight bun, my face bare except for the lip gloss on my lips.The destination in mind was my lawyer's office. I arrived at the office of Mr. Anderson before noon. The receptionist gave me a quick smile, but I didn’t return it I wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries. Not when I was about to stare my reality in the face.“Brielle,” Mr. Anderson greeted as he stood. His office was lined with mahogany shelves, thick with files and dust. “I’ve reviewed the documents you sent.”I sat, crossing one leg over the other to keep from shaking.“And?”He didn’t look me in the eye. He opened a file and slid it across th

Brielle A familiar child. The house. The companies that were no longer in my name…An incoming car…And then!I woke up gasping for my breath. The soft sheets around me just followed my skin with every movement and it was starting to feel suffocating. My hands went to my throat for air as I kept gasping and gasping, trying to fill my lungs with as much air as I could.The sound of plates dropping sounded nearby but I couldn't think of that. I was too heartbroken to care anymore. The next thing I felt were hands on my back and mumbling besides my ears.Strong, steady hands on my back. Not holding me down—just there. Like a weight to anchor me.“Brielle,” a low voice whispered near my ear, calm and firm. It was more clear this time.“You’re safe. I need you to listen to me, okay?”I couldn’t answer. My throat burned. All I could do was slowly blink in response.“Let’s do this together. It’s called grounding. Just follow my voice. Can you do that?”I blinked again. Barely nodded.“Go

Brielle The table was set for two. Covered with a white table cloth with rose petals scattered around. Candlelight and the smell of Jason's favourite dishes filled the room. I made Creamy garlic shrimp, lemon zest rice and honey glazed chicken for tonight. Just the way he always liked it. Today was our anniversary. Eight years together. And I wanted it to be a memorable day for the both of us. I wore the red dress he gave me on our anniversary last year — a one-shoulder piece that barely grazed my knees and hugged my curves in all the right places.He said it was his favorite and I wanted today, or at least what was left of it to go perfectly. I smile at the framed wedding photo that I'd brought out tonight and whisper, “Happy anniversary, baby."I checked the time on my phone again. 7:47pm. He should have been back by now. Why wasn't he home yet?I tried his number. It just went straight to voicemail. Strange.No worries Bri, I told myself, He must be occupied with work or so