Novels by Cindy Rohn

Travis My fingers stop moving abruptly as my eyes fixate at the tiny mark.This isn't just any birthmark.Only I have this particular one in this same shape and exact spot.I can hear my heart uncomfortablely beat faster due to confusion. The sound is too loud inside my ears the more I'm still looking at Liam's leg.If my memory serves me right – Mason doesn't have a mark like this one, unless he actually does but I'm just not aware.Even at that, it still feels odd how Liam manages to take resemblance from both of us. Blood they say doesn't lie, and this is evidence.Looking at how every inner make up of me speaks so much of my true bloodline, it's really something I don't appreciate but thank God for where it has placed me today.I smirk triumphantly. Once the rejected son of the Harlows, now the adored heir of the richest and most powerful…The bedroom door opens interruptively before I finish my thought and Elodie walks in, flashing a disgusting look at me. She must be irritated

Travis I shake my head pitifully. “Don't tell me you just forget what we're saying after touching her bunda.” “Naaah don't start, because I recall being against this whole idea of shielding them under your roof from the start but you wouldn't listen. Now you're…” he pauses abruptly and pinches his lips.“I don't blame you. You've never had a taste of true love.”“And I'd rather not come across it if this your situation is what it tastes like. Because I can't watch myself hurt silently over love because of what my family wants. I'll burn down that empire to satisfy my feelings.”“Easier said than done.” I mutter, staring through the window at the line of skyscrapers stretching across the city.“It's quite unfortunate things are ending like this but you'll be alright.” He pats my shoulder but just then, his playful expression falters almost instantly as he picks up the photos again. "Who did you say gave this to her again?”"Someone anonymous."“Is that all she told you?" He turns the

Travis At once, I recognize the figure in the photo before my mouth can form a single word. In a snap, I feel my heart forget how to beat.Vivian?Apparently this picture was taken a few days before the attack.Cold instantly spreads through my veins, causing goosebumps to scatter all over my skin."They weren't trying to kill me?" I mumble under my breath. "Then why was Liam kidnapped? Why was I attacked?”I grab her waist immediately while she's still walking away and pull her back, driven by confusion rather than anger."How did you even get hold of this?" My voice comes out a little rough. “I don't know.” She jerks herself free with force, glaring hard at me."Elodie.""I said I don't know."She throws one last irritating look at me before disappearing. I freeze at the spot, fingers trembling slightly— I hope it's not what I'm thinking.As minutes turn into hours, then stretches into days but the puzzle is still not making full sense, my worries gradually grow into panic.Meanwh

Travis Beneath the Milton Tower lies the great council chamber. A hidden floor buried under layers of security, accessible only through control authorization known to the highest members of the family.I stand before the metallic door, resting my fingers beside the scanner as the system waits for my identity.“Travis Milton Albernathy.” I whisper calmly and the door unlocks swiftly.Inside, the chamber is exactly how I already knew it'd be, very cold and intimidating.A circular table sits at the center, surrounded by representatives of the founding families, the extreme council CEOs, code keepers, and the oversight members.The moment I enter, every face turns toward me with judgement, carrying heavy questions and sanctions that almost don't allow me to sit before it spills out.My skin feels grilled but I hold it, hoping I even get the chance to defend myself before I get consumed.Although there is no window, the temperature is maintained but now it feels sophisticated. I exhale b

Travis“Any confession on who sent them?”Nathan sits a few feet away, arms folded across his chest, watching me from the corner of his eyes.“They totally refused to speak up.” he replies. A faint chuckle that doesn't in any way suggest flatter leaves my lips. My body still aches from everything that happened, and every breath reminds me that someone out there wanted me dead.“Then they should get ready to rot in prison.”He adjusts in his seat, shifting closer in a concerned expression. “One thing I’m sure of is that whoever they’re working for has something bigger to hide.”“Exactly. Which is why I won’t take this lightly with anyone involved.”With the chaos that has been thrown into my life, I hate to imagine that some people are probably spreading their own version about what happened and might even be entertaining themselves with my pain.I press the TV controller beside me, hoping I won’t see anything but the moment the screen lights up, I see Vivian sitting comfortably with

ElodieI am still squeezing Travis's feet with the cold towel in my hand when the doctor snaps his first aid box shut and the echo gathers in my ear, maybe because my nerves are still rattling, “Put your fears out, okay! The sedative is wearing off, so he’ll be awake in a short time.”Thank God nothing went wrong. “Alright… thank you, doctor.” I smile, waving at him while pretending to now be in a relaxed state as he is already taking his leave.Just then, the bedroom falls back to its original suffocating silence with the man I love so much lying motionless like a log of wood and his best friend leaning speechlessly at the window side, gazing into the empty compound.I slowly put back the damp towel into the bowl of water beside me and wipe out sweats from my forehead, then thoughts come crawling.How exactly would I have explained myself to Milton’s family if something had happened to their golden son?With the whole gossip going on about my ex and I? They'd just conclude I'm on