Novels by D Infinity1

It's today.The day I walk away from this lie I thought I could hold together. I check the time, waiting for him to show up. Hours before, I had sent him a text with an address.“ Come, and let us end this once and for all.”Hours later, his laughter announced his arrival. But he's not alone. Average height. Heavy makeup. Fake designer shoes and handbag. Cheap wig with rough frontals, probably borrowed from a friend given its shrill cry for a revamp.My eyes traveled and settled on the pearl choker necklace around her slender neck. “ Another fake,” I thought, fighting off the urge to roll my eyes.Frankly, besides the beautiful shades above her eyes, her neck is the only beautiful part of her. It looks like an artwork.“ You're here…”“ What's this?” He frowned, his tone snappy, and irritated. I pursed my lips, and took a flight over the belly of his company. “ She doesn't look pregnant,” I told myself, and shake my head in disappointment. The least he could do is let me meet her. Th

I can't believe my ears. Adam fabricated my signature and sold my lands already. Either he had seen through my plans, or he's just devious.But of all the people on this planet, it had to be Alexander Kingston.“ I thought I should help. Besides, you wanted to sell it for me. Right?”I march the brakes on my outburst and feigned a smile. “ So, how much did you make from the sale?”He shakes his head. “ You should know that Alexander Kingston can be a difficult man at times. He wants to check the land with his men and people from the state before reaching out to me again. I'm expectant of his call.”I shake my head in disbelief. I can already guess that this wait is a room Alexander has created for me to reach out to him. Then again, he might want to know how a university professor managed to acquire such a land.“ Alright. Let me know when he reaches out to you…” “ You shouldn't bother. Concentrate on other matters like earning the trust of the young Kingston. You wanted me to use t

And me? I'm just speechless.This is a bad decision. No way it's going to end well.I excuse myself, taking Adam with me. “ The documents are ready. Just to speed it up, you should sign them as soon as possible. But if you are too busy…”“ They will be ready by the time you are back from your driving class.”I shake my head. “ Is this really necessary? Your sister? Adam, that is outrageous. His father nearly took me to bed last time. He could have slept with me if I didn't find my way out of the room that night,” I lied.His eyes darkened, blanketed by gloom. “ You did what?!” His face twisted in a frown.I took one step away from him, scanning his face. “ Would you have approved an affair with him?”“ Come on, Moraine. Don't flatter yourself. Mr. Kingston has too many ladies on his beck and call. Gorgeous beauties,” he remarked, and rolled his eyes.My heart sank for a moment. Blinking away the whip of his words on my lenses. I hate the urge I feel to ask myself the obvious question.

It feels like the war has come home to me in a pink dress, and a well rounded baby bump. I swallow, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. She's having a baby.My mind re-enacts the scene of that day. The grenade in my hand. Her unsuspecting husband in the uncompleted building we had used as a tent in the past month. He's packing. Rasping orders, and glowing with loud pride. All I could see was a monster who was about heading home to make her life a living hell. I didn't think twice. I had to do something. Why? Because shared trauma has a way of bonding strangers.“ You…you are sergeant Moraine,” she chimed, ecstatic, like it's some wonderful news. I paled, skin peeling back, and chest curling inward in anxiety.“She remembers me,” I say it to myself like it's some bad news fit for an Oscar.“ I was. Now, you may call me professor Moraine.”Her eyebrows lifted, lips pursed, and eyes lowered like she's beginning to rethink her major life decisions. The smile faltered. Her excitement dis

Questions burn in my head. Thoughts swirl. Since it's not me, who is it?I couldn't imagine anyone out there bearing my complete name. And on second thought, it strikes me that this could be a set up, and it might be the reason for Adams violent attitude today.Then again, he could be looking for an excuse to get rid of me.Brooding over it, I jerked, startled by the ring of my phone.“ Yes, it's me.” I replied my husband's secretary. Voice low, and shallow, she sounds like life is fading out of her, tone rough and dragged.“ Hope you are good now?”My forehead wrinkled in a frown. “ Yes, I'm good…”Right before the words are clean off my lips, she cut in quickly. “ Please, I need to reach Mr. West. His line is off, and he mentioned he's going home to take care of someone whom I assume is you. Can you put him on the phone?”I glance around, and my eyes settle on the envelope again.“ Are you there?”“ Oh, yes. He stepped out just now. Will let him know you called.”I ended the call,

Jolted to my feet, I gazed dazedly at him. “ Is this some kind of blackmail?”He scoffed, lips tilted on the side. “ Is it?" He quizzed with a lopsided grin." Blackmail...Oh, that is such a strong word, sergeant Moraine…oh, should I say Professor Moraine?”I gaped at him, bereft of words. Who would imagine that it would come to this?Now, I have to tell Adam when he returns. Choosing to come clean to my husband before hitting the divorce right on his desk wasn't in my bucket list. But with Luthor across me, eyes lingering over my burst, the truth may be my only saving grace.Waiting out for Adam's return, I made dinner and served for two. On the dining, he looks at the dishes like a man hungry for something that's not on the menu. “ You aren't going to eat?”He shrugged. “ Depends on what you have on your menu.”It's so suggestive that I feel my panties dampen at once.Gosh! I hate him! I read the menu in a breath, breaking eye contact with him. “ So you're not on the menu?”“ No

Did I hear her right? Did she call that name?My head spin with disbelief. I try to relax my shoulders, but the shock gets me drifting occasionally. Don Salvatore El? Unbelievable! Weighing the chances of it being true, I sink back on the couch, gauging Nicki's expression.Her eyebrows are arched, emotions flat, lacking the excitement that should come with the news. This is Don Salvatore El we are talking about. As much as I might not like the old goat, I must admit that he's one of a kind.“ We are rich!!” The girl spinned, ecstatic. I nod, with understanding. That's something you should expect in a case like this, but Nicki is sitting at the edge of the couch like it is the personification of indifference, watching the teen radiate with incredibly great joy, for someone who isn't a direct relative.Don't want to spoil the whole thing, so I'm going to keep shut and try to enjoy the scene, however boring and insufferable it is.“ Uhmm…Maya, calm down…I think you're mistaken…it might

( Nicki)Nothing he says registers in my head. It feels like he isn't listening. I lost my family. How sick it makes me knowing Aaron did this for me.“ I should head back inside…”“ Nicki…” he called after me, but I'm already halfway towards the door. My feet feels heavier with every new step I take. I drag them inside, my breathing, very shallow. Then came the buzz…“ Can you believe it? What is he thinking? Changing his name could ruin him!”“ What a man! I guess I overestimated him. Worst business decision of the century.”“ This is bad for business.”“ Stock value could decline.”Everywhere I looked, someone had something to say. On social media. Bloggers tweaked his speech, pushing several posts from his speech alone. The result was engagement. Likes and comments that only spoke of Aaron's ruin. Then the trend moved from the internet to the traditional mass media. Talk shows, and call in programs pulled opinions and sentiments from the public. I had taken a break from social me

( The butler's POV)When I promised Aaron's mother that I would make good my promise to his grandfather, I made it clear, no one will come between him and lasting happiness.I don't break promises, but I break people.Sitting across her on the hospital bed, I rub my temples, tuning out her voice and the rattling noise that comes from her teeth clashing and gnashing. She's tasting my patience.“ Why are you here, Mr. Li? You of all people. By my bedside. Tell me, what has brought the sea snake to my domain?”With even eyes, and plain expression, I looked her dead in the eyes, emotionless.“ You have made things difficult for the son who was committed into my hands. In fact, you have made things difficult for me.”Her lips twitch. Her forehead crinkle, and her eyes blink repeatedly. Breath quickening to the pace of a racehorse, she stirs on the bed, adjusting to the edge. “ And I'm sure you know very well how much I loathe such scenarios. Don't you?”Jaws clenched, skin sagging about

“ I'm not certain you would like to take this call. It's probably your adoptive parents trying to show their disapproval for what happened today.” He spoke quickly. He must have noticed the panic about to swallow me.I check and it's Mrs. Hawcroft, my adoptive mother, and Lisa's.Determined to see the end of it, I tapped the green icon on the screen, but Aaron was right.“ What kind of a beast are you? Do you have to show your jealousy at every chance you get?”“ First, you send your villainous and vicious husband to our home to threaten us and cajole us into being better parents. Now, you both team up to get rid of Lisa from her husband's home. What kind of a monster are you?!”I try to speak, but she continues like she's here to make a speech, and go off without hearing from me.“ I regret ever accepting you into my home. You should have been grateful to my daughter for bringing up the suggestion. You're where you are because of her. She made you a Devinsky!”I turn down the volume

This is getting boring. Listening to accusations fired from all directions, and Aaron's distance gaze, like a kind of withdrawal, my mind blanks under a haze of thought. The photo shows my face, no doubt. But with Aaron in joggers everyone else in this room would swear that it isn't him.If the question had come out from someone else, I would roll my eyes. Give a snappy or ridiculous reply. Anything to push someone to the edge of annoyance. I wasn't expecting it to come from him.He repeated the question, his gaze burning holes into mine. The sudden detachment and the vicious indifference radiating from him, has me second guessing myself…his intentions…coming under discomfort on my seat.“ I do infact recognize the person, because it's me.” He smirked, lips lifted on the side. My eyes wander to the screen where about five of the members of the family are laid out in brigs. Jaime and his family.Ethan, not exempted.He has a mock smile on. Meeting my gaze, he turns on a swivel chair,

By early dawn, the scent of his musk and my discharge filled the hall, thickening the air. I prayed quietly in my mind, hoping the big man upstairs isn't mad at our activities under these abandoned roof.“ I want us to go on a vacation. Somewhere quiet. Some place you would like. Anywhere. I just want to elope with you.”He has his face buried in my hair. Lying on the side, I prop my right cheek, supported by right hand, while he caresses my belly.I chuckled, teased by the way he says it. It has a ring to it that makes me turn my head and give him a long passionate kiss. “ Is this for the suggestion, or the vacation itself?” He quizzed, his hand on my belly. “ For both?” I pouted, throwing my face away. “ I told you not to do that around me. It turns me damn hard.”“ Well,” I blinked. “ I can feel that.”He draws a long breath and exhaled, leaning over my neck.“ So, is there a chance I could you know…get laid once again before we leave…ouch!”I hit his ribs with my elbow, took a t

I carried his response like a stillborn in my bosom, mourning on my way home. Dominic is so sure that I'm not a Sullivan. How's he going to react when he learns that I'm the true born child of the man who killed his father and kidnapped his brother? I and my sister, Diana.The man whom he has loathed his entire life!How can fate be this cruel to me? What wrong did I ever do? What's my crime?Piper's words echoed again in my ears. “ He never wanted girls. He had bragged about how his first child would be a male. So, when you both came, he couldn't stand it. He gave you both away to his secretary at the time.”“He gave me away.”“He gave us away.”That was all I could think of. Even my birth father didn't want me. My birth mother couldn't stop him either. I chuckled, letting my tears run down in streams. “ It's unfair how everything turns out well for some, and is a labyrinth of disaster to others.”Thinking back to my childhood, my paternal ties stabbed my heart again. At least, Dia

Dusk has set, yet I haven't taken my heart off the incident. Wrapped in his arms in bed, I coughed to draw his attention.“ What would you do if I were a Sullivan?” I quizzed, listening to the beat of his heart.His breathing paused, and his heartbeat accelerated. My stomach twists. My heart lurches. Hot tears burn my iris. The silence widening like a gulf, determined to pull us apart from each other.I have my answer, but I can't seem to accept this reality.A second chance at love. I couldn't throw it all away over an assumption.“ You're not,” he deadpanned, his hands tightening around my stomach. It feels foreign, bereft of warmth and comfort.A sickly feeling permeates my membranes. Sitting in his arms, knowing that if the outcome was different, I wouldn't be here, changes it all.No more butterflies in the belly, or so much as a toe-curling romance. More or less, roommates.“ Take your mind off it. You can't possibly be. I have made inquiries…”It fell on my ears with a deafenin

She was gone, but I hadn't come up with an excuse to give Dominic for her sudden departure.The second he strutted inside, my mind jumped out of my skin. “ Hazel,” he embraced me, hands slithered around my waist. “ Memaw left already. Hope she didn't make life miserable for you while I was gone?”he joked.I shook my head, guilt gnawing at my senses. It only takes a moment to realize that you are an accomplice in a matter when you choose silence like every other person involved.That sigh of relief on his face…it would be gone the second he learns what she did. But that's not what I'm afraid of.He might never be the same again.“ Come, I have something to show you,” he pulled me upstairs and dragged me into the bathroom with him. “ My back hurts,” he said as he motioned for me to bathe him.I fought back a laugh. “ Now, you are just being a spoiled kid. Have your bath. I will get you something to eat.”His eyes followed every step of mine, gleaming lustfully until I shut the door to t

I'm supposed to be getting married, not babysitting! Hours after her arrival, the granny of the Lunar family had done everything possible to wear me out. From the artwork she broke by 'mistake', to her rejection of the chef's meal. She insisted I made it myself. Yet, this is the fourth she has rejected.“ What exactly do you want? Tell me. We could get someone better to make it for you.”“ We could?” She snickered, and threw her head backwards on the chair, relaxing. “ You speak as if you own the wealth of my family already, and I am the stranger here.”Her voice turned so cold the poison in her tongue seeped through the cracks.I pulled myself together, and attempted a diplomatic solution.Always apologize.“ Pardon me. You must have misunderstood my intentions. I only want the best person to get you what you desire…”She sat up on her chair while I was still mid-sentence.“ Is that really your intention, Hazel?”Before I could cook up a formal response, she went on. “ You know, I r

“How else would I be related to the Sullivan family apart from my marriage to Roman Sylvester. Even that is unacceptable to them. Plus, Sylvester had dropped the family name,” I explained while trying to make meaning of the question in my head. What could be his reason? Dominic couldn't have jumped from his sleep and decided to ask me about how I'm related to the Sullivans apart from the marriage. One guess. His grandmother.“ Let it out, what did your grandmother say about me this time around?” I rolled my eyes, exhausted. “ Perhaps, she might have mentioned to you that I'm a secret daughter of the Sullivan's…” His eyes glowed. His forehead furrowed. I noticed color drain from his face. I quickly cut it.“ Is that what she told you? And you seriously believe her?” I chided.He looked puzzled. I shook my head, thoughts stirred like the howling waste of desert land in my head. “ He might believe her as well if she wakes up someday and accuses me of being a Sullivan spy," I thought,

I'm growing somewhat scared of him, but it also comes with a strange feeling of safety around him. I stepped inside, and met him lulling Christian to sleep. Christian's hands were tightened around his waist, fingers locked. Every time Piper shifted in his position, he would stir, latching onto his leather jacket like a lifeline. It feels like he’s afraid that Piper might leave him…like I did. I inhaled deeply, and tiptoed to their side. They had their backs to me, immersed in the feel of each other's company.Piper combs his hair, humming as he did. The nanny is asleep at the foot of the bed. She snores, by the way. Piper didn't seem to notice. Or maybe he did, and didn't mind…like me.“ Well, hello!” I chimed, my voice bereft of excitement, flat, but not cold.Christian shot up from his arms. One moment, his eyes were wide in surprise. The next few seconds, tears welled up in his eyes. “ Mommy is here!” he screamed.I opened my arms, and balanced my feet, expecting a hug.He jumped

Watching the sunset in the horizon alone reminds him of why he left the confederacy in the first place. He shuts his mind, and inhales the air. It whips his hair, dragging it down to his chest where the hollow has been for years. He felt it. The cold punishment from the moon goddess for blasphemy.His lips tilted scornfully, and without regard for the rising moon, his attention switched to the letter in his hand.He dips his hands in his pocket the second he picks up the scent of a shewolf nearby." My lord," he picked up the flirtatious ring of her voice.He gauged her for a moment. She looks too feeble to endure his plans for her. But not innocent either. " You're too weak!" he deadpanned.She protests. " You can't tell for certain unless you give me a chance to prove myself."He grunted. Lisa came to his mind. For some reason, she was the only female that lasted beneath him. The rage of his wolf, and his maniacal sexual urges.Legs apart, his body exuded a threatening aura in his

" Seriously?" I tilted my head at him. " She's mine!" I say, mimicking his deep voice. " Will it kill you if you're not such an ass?"He massages the ankle in silence. Fully concentrated, like it was a whole job on its own. " Are you even listening to me?"" To a child throwing tantrums? Yes. The whole of the confederation is listening to you yapping. If you don't mind, I want to concentrate."Something irked him. It wasn't me. But I can't tell, so I keep quiet. He grunts in frustration after a long while. A familiar voice cuts in from behind. I can't tell how long he has been there. Strutting in, David stooped and gently touched his shoulder." It's alright brother. I've sent for one of the healers...you need to get some rest."He snaps his head at him, and within a twinkle, David retracted his hand.I glanced at them, bewildered. They're supposed to be brothers. What's this frightening aura radiating from their interactions?His eyes wanders to my ankle again, visibly twitching with

" If you were someone of consequence, I would have." I flatly replied, throats clogged and heart pacing. I was only told the name of my father's murderer. Damon Skywalker. How could fate be so cruel?! I gave my virginity to this bloody son of gun!" Follow her," I heard him say to the blondie. " She remembers, but something is off about her." The way he spoke was deliberately loud enough for me to hear. I have to escape this world. I must. Tagging behind the two ladies, my cream colored silk danced to the nudge of the wind. It took awhile before I realized I wasn't being led to the guest quarters. These two had something else up their sleeves." I told you that you will be back."" Nikka, control yourself. The regent was clear in his order. Let's take her to the guest quarters." The blondie insisted." She can't spend another day alive." " Nikka —" she cautioned."It's alright. I want to see what she has up her sleeves." I batted my lashes at her in derision. After what I witnessed

(Lucy)" Are you gonna talk or would you like to serve my men first?" She winked at me. I spat at her and received a wack on my cheeks in return.I can hardly see through my left eye. All is blurry and dark. My bones are cracking within me like a log in the fireplace. The dread of seeing a true life shifting of a wolf into a human has submerged my sanity.I grabbed my chest, and belched, gurgling out the contents of everything I had eaten in two days. The acrid taste lingers in my mouth, and the shock has my muscles in spasms. I look around. There were about five of them. Four males. This afro vixen in devil's Prada was at the head of the pack earlier. I can't help the burning question in my chest.Did I fall into an alternate universe?I remember landing in a place that looks like an Amazon rainforest. I have camped several times and I know how to find my way out. Flares. Smoke signals. I had it all working in my head. Now, I'm in a dungeon, behind the dark walls of a place I've only

( Damian)" Please, Damian. They're coming." I sprang to my feet the second I heard her voice. I could pick a sharp snap of branches and crush of debris. She's running from someone, or—"Damn it!" " Do not speak. Rub mud all over your body and hide. Leave the phone on—"" It's snowing here...ahhh!"Her voice faded. Something snarls confirming my suspicion. Wolves.From my study, I rushed into the bedroom where Lisa was sprawled in a g-strings." Why in a hurry?" She twirled her bra rope on her fingers, and adjusted with her well-rounded back to my view. Waist dipped to raise her behind with the tattoo on her right butt in full display.For years, I have longed for her succulent juice. To round her hips and roam over her body. To feel and kiss that tattoo. It was my ticket to escape from the curse. I was going to marry her and make her the queen of my empire. She would carry my pups, too.I have been obsessed over her like there was no other woman in the world. So, I can't understand

My heart skipped. I snapped in his direction. Tears brimming in my eyes." No...no. it's not what you think. The baby is not mine. But..."I exhaled. I don't know why, but my heartbeat evens. He grunted. " She was abandoned by the father of her child. Right now, she's distraught. If we could..."I went down to meet him. At the foot of the stairs, I waited. Hearing his mother say on the phone that my sister's accident was staged unnerved me. Now, she's pregnant? For another man, but for some reason, he still cares deeply for her." The baby would need a father. She can't raise him alone. I'm thinking of bringing her here to make sure she's taken care of."I chortled a laugh. Is he blind or just dumb? Or maybe, he thinks I am. " I could tell you that she has my mother to take care of her if it's really the case. But then, why should I care about a matter between lovers. Damian, since you want the child, just marry her and you both can have many more." I lumbered upstairs. This time, I