Novels by Blessed one

LIAM.The house felt unusually quiet later that night.Bianca had fallen asleep on the couch hours ago after crying herself into tiredness.My mind kept replaying everything that had happened earlier, as I stood by the window, staring into the dark garden outside.I clenched my jaw and sighed.If not for pure luck, Bianca could have been the one in that grave instead.The thought of losing her for good made my stomach twist. I turned back to the couch to look at her again.She turned slightly in her sleep, her face very pale and tear-stained.Even in deep sleep she still looked troubled, as if the pain of the day refused to leave her.Slowly, I walked over and crouched beside her.I gently brushed away a strand of hair that had fallen across her face.“You’ve been through too much,” I murmured.Her eyes fluttered open to my surprise.“Liam,” she whispered, her voice still heavy with sleep.“Hey,” I said softly. “Did I wake you?”She shook her head slowly before sitting up.The moment

NOAHI escorted the officers outside as they secured Dannie and Tyler into the police van.The evening air felt colder than usual as I stood there watching the doors slam shut.Dannie didn’t look back, but Tyler did.He glanced at me with that same arrogant look back at the restaurant, as if even in handcuffs he thought he had won something big.I tightened my jaw, shoving my hands into my coat pocket.The van doors shut and the engine started. Just like that, everything was over.Months of investigation, suspicions, and lies had all come to an end.I sighed slowly, rubbing the back of my neck as the vehicle pulled away.Randy stepped beside me, interrupting my thoughts. “Well… that wraps it up,” he said.He had been outside the apartment the whole time.“Yeah,” I muttered.But it didn’t feel like closure. Because my mind was on Bianca.The image of her breaking down when the truth finally came out broke me more than I chose to admit. It just wouldn’t leave my head.The way she had lo

BIANCA“That can’t be,” I laughed. “There has to be a mix-up somewhere.”My laughter instantly faded, and I could hardly breathe. I looked at Tyler and he kept a sharp and mean look.I felt a chill. “What.. what are you talking about?” I stared at Noah, and then at Liam. “Is this a prank or something?”An officer stepped forward, holding a file. “Tyler Grant.. or should I say Nathan Borders has been under investigation. We have records of fraudulent activity, false identities, and large transactions leading up to your mother’s accident.”Tyler’s jaw tightened. “That’s preposterous, you have no proof,” he snapped.My stomach twisted. Every part of me wanted to scream, but I felt frozen.Tyler’s eyes flicked to me and I could swear I saw genuine fear in them.Then my gaze shifted to Dannie. She had been unusually quiet the whole time, standing near the wall, her hands clasped tightly. And her eyes avoided mine.I swallowed hard. “Dannie what’s going on with you?” I yelled, my voice trem

BIANCAONE WEEK LATER.Dannie’s living room felt unusually lively that evening.Soft music played from the speakers while Tyler and I sat on the couch, laughing over a ridiculous story he had just told.Dannie returned from the kitchen with three glasses of wine.“You two are enjoying yourselves too much,” she teased, handing us the glasses.“Tyler chuckled. “Life is short,” he said. “We should enjoy every moment,” he said, looking at me smiling.I smiled back at him, taking a sip from my glass.For the first time in a pretty long while, I actually felt relaxed.Dannie sat beside us. “So.. Tyler,” she said playfully. “When are you finally taking Bianca somewhere exciting.?”Tyler raised a brow. “I thought the gallery date counted.” He said, staring at me now.“Oh please,” Dannie scoffed. “That’s barely romantic.”I laughed softly. “Can you two stop planning my life already? I’m here.”Before anyone could respond to me, the door banged loudly startling us.The front door flew open, and

NOAHThe office was quiet except for the faint tapping of Randy’s keyboard.It was well past midnight. I had begged him to stay back with me.The deeper we dug into Tyler’s background, the stranger things became.I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my eyes.“This guy is a ghost,” I muttered.I couldn’t believe I was seated there, losing my sleep for a woman who didn't see me, and probably might never see me.Randy turned his chair slightly toward me.“Not a ghost,” he said. “Maybe more like a chameleon.”“What do you mean?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.He turned his screen toward me. “Look at this,” he said slowly.I stood up and walked over.On the screen were several identification records. Different names, different states, even different years. But the same face.My jaw tightened. “So Tyler Grant isn’t his real name after all.”“Nope,” Randy replied. “Not even close, man,”I leaned closer to the screen. “Who the hell is this guy?” I whispered.“That’s what I’m trying to figure out

BIANCAFive days passed, and I paid a visit to Dannie to inquire more about Tyler.Since the last time I saw Noah, his words hadn’t left my mind.Something about the way he said them made me feel a bit uneasy. The seriousness in his voice kept replaying in my head.It suddenly occurred to me that I had never actually asked Dannie much about Tyler.And since he was her cousin, she would obviously know him better than anyone. So I decided to stop by.I knocked on the door, and a few seconds later it opened.Dannie opened the door, wearing a smile, but it quickly faded into something that looked like shock before she covered it up.“Bianca.. what are you doing here?” She asked, forcing a smile.“I’m sorry I didn’t call before coming,” I said quietly. “I was just driving nearby and thought I’d stop by.” I blinked.“Oh.. yeah, of course baby,” she said quickly. “Come in.”I stepped inside slowly, wearing a smile.The moment I got into the living room, I froze slightly.Tyler was there, sea