Novels by Jimoh Omowumi

YELENAThe moment we reached home and resumed work after our suspension, I didn’t waste a breath. I marched straight into the director’s office to sign the damn contract. I wanted it done. I didn’t want Tristan to have anything else to twist or say about me. He was my past. And that was where he would stay.“What made you change your mind?” the director asked, lowering his glasses like he couldn’t see me clearly.I didn’t answer. If I did, he’d start with his jokes and sarcastic comments, and I was not in the mood. Thankfully, he didn’t push.Good moon.I dropped the pen and looked at him. “I’ve signed it.”He nodded, already focusing on the file in front of him as if I wasn’t standing there, as if I wasn’t a whole doctor with blood running in my veins. Since he had nothing else to say, I turned to leave, praying silently that he wouldn’t call me back but he did!“Dr. Moonrack.”Of course.I stopped, swallowed my frustration, and turned. He lifted the file in his hand. “This patient n

YELENALivia jumped in so fast to defend her, “No, Mrs Crossword… nothing like that happened. She was just talking out of nothing she even knew about. I came back when I felt like it.”“I wasn’t talking to you.” Mrs Crossword’s voice sliced through her words. “I’m talking to my daughter.”She didn’t even raise her tone much, but it hit hard. The silence that followed was sharp. For a moment, very brief, I smiled. I swear, the way Livia’s eyes widened like she’d just been slapped by the moon itself was priceless. But it died quickly, especially when my gaze clashed with Tristan’s.His eyes were red. Not human-red. Wolf-red.“Marie. Answer me!” his mother snapped now, louder.Marie sat frozen, her fingers were shaking. She looked like she’d just been caught doing something unforgivable. Her father’s jaw clenched with anger and disappointment. My mom who was beside me, looked down, sadness staining her face. Yeah, I ruined dinner. Again.“I can’t believe this,” Mrs Crossword said, bitte

YELENAWe started eating anyway.I swallowed the tightness in my throat, pretending the food was the only thing I cared about. Nyra sat beside me, her fork untouched. I knew she felt it too, the way the room felt heavy like the moon pressed its weight on us. Still, I forced myself to chew, act normal, even when Livia leaned into Tristan like she was trying to merge with him. She dragged her fingers against his arm, whispered something I couldn’t hear. Then she picked up a piece of meat and tried to feed him.He frowned but still opened his mouth. My hand tightened around my fork.Of course he did.I looked at my plate instead. It didn’t matter. That pain inside me... that burning I hated shouldn’t even exist. Why did I still feel anything watching them? How could I ever think he would leave her? That we would ever stop living like strangers with history?I pushed the feeling down and focused on the food. Just chew. Swallow. Breathe.“This is delicious as always,” Mr. Crossword commen

YELENA“I told you to get ready hours ago. Do you want us to arrive at midnight?” I frowned, leaning against the doorframe as Nyra struggled with the zipper at her back.“It’s not my fault I didn’t see this dress earlier,” she retorted, her face scrunched in frustration. I sighed and walked toward her.“Let me,” I muttered. She dropped her hands with a defeated sigh. She’d been stubborn about us wearing similar dresses tonight. I didn’t understand why. We weren’t twins. The moon goddess didn’t birth us under the same star. But she said it made her feel like we faced things together. Mine was soft blush pink, hers was snow white. If not for the colors, we would’ve looked like little girls going to a festival at Grandma’s house.Her dress was short, lace, with tiny silver stones that caught the light beautifully. Mine was similar but off-shoulder, showcasing my neck and collarbones. I had a delicate chain resting over my skin, the small crescent moon pendant glowing faintly. Her dress

YELENA“Can you imagine? How can he even say that to you?” Nyra groaned, throwing her arms in the air. “Was he that heartless that he thinks someone can wake up and just ruin a whole man’s life?”I exhaled, staring at the ceiling like it had answers. I had just finished telling her everything from how Tristan appeared, to every crazy word that came out of his mouth. She was pacing like a wolf trapped inside a cage.I finally sat up and hugged her. “I’m sorry,” I said softly. “I should've told you about our first encounter. I should’ve told you before I agreed not to purchase that building.”She stiffened a little then hugged me tighter. “No. Lena. You should’ve told me right, but even if you had, I would still not buy that place. We can always buy another building somewhere. It's not a big deal.”I smiled lazily. “It’s a huge deal.”She pulled back and narrowed her eyes like she was studying me closely. “If that man thinks he can just step back into your life and dominate it again, th

YELENA“Stay away from me!” I yelled this time, louder, firmer like maybe volume would make him listen.It didn’t.Tristan moved faster than I expected and slammed me gently but firmly against the cold tiled wall. His hand caged the side of my head while his other arm blocked my escape.“Why should I, huh?” he growled softly, his eyes boring into mine. “Why should I stay away after looking for you for years?”My eyes widened. I blinked twice. Did I hear him clearly? Or did he hit his head on something on the way here?Looking for me?I let out a bitter laugh. “Stop talking nonsense. You and I both know you’d never...”“Because you ruined my life!” he snapped, cutting me off.That shut me up.“What?” The word slipped out before I could catch it.His chest rose and fell as if he’d been carrying those words for too long. “When you left, you took everything with you,” he said, his voice breaking with frustration. “You took my success. My happiness. My wolf.”My stomach dropped.What the a

DAZE"Felda… you did this.""You killed my mate and ran away with my pup!"“Ahhhhh!” I screamed, my claws digging into the wall until it cracked. Pain shot up my arms, but I didn’t care. Nothing mattered anymore. My chest heaved with rage, grief, and a thousand thoughts I couldn’t control. I could feel the world spinning, yet nothing could touch the fire in my blood.King Finnian was there, trying to calm me down, but I barely noticed him. Everyone had come after the news reached them. They had heard my mate was dead. Her sister had been crying since the day it happened, blaming herself for leaving her behind. King Finnian held her in his arms, murmuring soft words I didn’t want to hear. Her parents had been grieving too, silent and broken, their tears were like knives stabbing at the emptiness I felt.I went mad the next day when I saw my mate in cold blood. I saw the ruin she had left behind, my guards were slaughtered like lambs, their lifeblood was painting the earth. I ran thro

FELDAEverything she said kept ringing in my head like a curse I couldn’t shake off. Elsa… in labour… dying. The words sank into me slowly, like cold water sliding down my spine. I blinked and looked up, expecting to still see Emora standing there, crying, begging, and breaking. But she was gone.My heart jumped.“Emora?” My voice cracked. “Emora!”I rushed out of the cave like something was chasing me. My feet hit the wet forest ground, and I didn’t care that branches tore at my skin. I pushed through tall grass and thick bushes, shouting her name again and again.“Emora! Please, where are you?! Come back to me!”My voice echoed into the trees like a frantic animal. I searched like a madwoman, turning left and right, dragging my fingers through the dark leaves as if I could pull her out of them.I shouldn’t have said those things to her. I shouldn’t have slapped her. I shouldn’t have called her a snake. What was wrong with me? Why did I always push away the only person who stayed? Wa

FELDAI didn’t understand why she wouldn’t leave me alone. Why did none of them ever stop touching what should’ve been dead years ago? They all wanted me broken, torn apart, crawling in the dirt while they watched and laughed. But the Moon Goddess had her own plans. She kept me alive, not because she loved me… but because of Emora.If that girl hadn’t sneaked out that night, if she hadn’t poured that bitter antidote down my throat while everyone wanted me gone, I would’ve died from the poison. A slow, burning death. Maybe that would’ve given them peace.So I stayed alive. Because one soft-hearted girl disobeyed her orders.I shouldn’t have been surprised when I later heard everything, every lie, every poison, every betrayal was caused by Velin. I had always known she had a hand in it. Arianna wouldn’t work for anyone without a bigger monster behind her. Velin was that monster. I wished her dead a thousand times over. I wished the ground would swallow her bones.When she finally paid t

ELSAI hadn’t had peace of mind since the moment I learned the truth about what we’d done to Queen Felda. I found out from her maid that she was the one who had truly saved Daze. She had given up her only chance at happiness for him. And Daze didn’t know. He probably hated her so much that he wished she’d died instead… He never wanted me to speak her name.Guilt gnawed at me every day, heavy and relentless. I couldn’t undo the wrong, I couldn’t erase the past, but maybe… maybe I could ask for forgiveness. If it were even possible.I sent men to find her, careful that Daze never knew. They tracked her to a remote cave. When I learned she was alive, my heart ached and swelled at the same time. She had survived alone, abandoned by everyone even her family, the people she trusted. She was stronger than I could have ever imagined.I wrote her a letter, pouring everything out. I told her what I knew about her, how grateful I was for all she’d done, how I had betrayed her. At the end, I aske

ISOLDE I couldn’t believe this day had finally come. I never thought I would feel this kind of happiness, this kind of ending that felt like a dream I was too scared to speak aloud. I had always imagined being with Finnian, yes, but never imagined standing beside him as a queen. The thought made my chest tighten and my heart flutter.He had insisted we marry before his coronation, and as always, the elders had no choice but to obey. They muttered among themselves, their anger barely hidden, but it didn’t matter. I thought we had freedom... freedom to choose whom we wanted as long as they wanted us but Finnian had shown me that fate had already chosen for us.The maids fussed over me as I sat in front of the mirror, letting them dress me in the red royal gown Finnian had chosen. It shimmered with gold stones, catching the light with every movement, reflecting the kind of elegance only a queen could carry. I was silent, letting them braid and twist my hair, letting their hands prepare

ISOLDEI closed the door quietly, expecting the familiar face of one of my maids, but it wasn’t them, it was Finnian. Standing there, framed in the doorway, my chest clenched at the sight. I didn’t want to see him. I wasn’t ready.“Let me in, Isolde,” he said, frustration bleeding into his voice, his power barely contained in the room. I hesitated. But then, my curiosity won over my pride, and I opened the door. He stepped inside, cautious at first, then bold, reaching as if to touch me.“I-Isolde…” His voice was soft, almost pleading.“What are you doing here, Finnian?” I asked, keeping my tone steady, though my heart thudded against my ribs. He raised a brow, a flicker of impatience passing over his features.“You’re asking what I’m doing in my mate’s chamber?”My lips pressed into a thin line. “So now… You remember I’m your mate, after a moon of anger and… forgetfulness? I didn’t even know we’d see each other again,” I said quietly, sadness slipping into my words. I saw the guilt f