Novels by Stelina Noir

“What help would Sapphire be to me? Or at least… what is she good at?” I asked, curiosity tugging at my lips as I studied Fabian’s rigid stance.I desperately needed answers, but I couldn't afford to surrender my remaining leverage to anyone.. not even the man standing before me. For now, utilizing Fabian’s resources and position would be vital in tracing my prospective killer. Although I couldn't bring myself to grant him my complete, unyielding trust, I could discern a stark, undeniable sincerity lingering in his eyes. If I was going to outmaneuver the nameless enemies circling me, I had to keep my sharpest strategies locked tightly in the dark.I watched Fabian closely. His expression was a tight knot of worry, his mind visibly struggling to construct a reply that wouldn't shatter my fragile reality any further.Somehow, deep in my gut, I knew that to survive this ruthless game of cards… I needed a piece of live bait.“Right now… we can't be certain Kira is operating alone in her p

“Right now… I don't know who wants me dead. And I don't think I'm ready for this. My memories have been completely wiped out after the accident… and the only thing I remember is my name.” I paused, the silence in the room pressing against my chest like lead. “How then could I possibly give you names? I don't have any memories of what happened to me.”The tears threatening to fall finally spilled over my lashes, hot and bitter against my cold cheeks.Fabian didn't reach out to wipe them. His grey eyes remained locked onto mine, unblinking and rigid. “Then even if you lose control of yourself… you shouldn't let your enemies know you're weak. It will only make you easy prey.”The coldness in his voice snapped through my panic like a whip. I stopped crying, my breath hitching in my throat as I looked up at him.“Why are you helping me?” I asked in a thin, broken voice, confusion written all over my face.For a brief second, his stern demeanor softened, a faint glint of something human pas

Cole turned to look at me as I sat frozen on the bed. He was visibly thrown off, and I caught myself staring, wondering why a single name had managed to unnerve him so much.“Do not worry yourself with anything my father just told you, Quinn,” he said, his expression softening just a fraction. “He can be... overly ambitious.”Questions roared in my head. I needed to know why I had signed a fake marriage contract with him in the first place. I needed to know why my best friend wanted me dead, why his father had treated me like a disposable pawn, and where my parents were. Why hadn't they come to see me since I woke up?One step at a time. I squeezed my eyes shut for a split second, forcing the spiraling chaos in my head to stop. To take down my enemies, I had to know who they were first. I needed my memories back… every single missing piece.I looked at Cole. He was watching me with a completely blank, guarded expression, giving nothing away. But out of all the burning questions in my

What could Kira Laurent possibly gain from killing someone who can’t even remember her own past? She wasn’t just trying to frame me, she wanted me erased… or was I just a pawn in something much bigger?These frantic thoughts spun through my mind in those final seconds. I couldn't move. The icy weight of the drug had locked my chest in a vise, turning my lungs to lead as my vision dissolved into heavy, dark blotches.The heavy front door slammed open… a violent thud that shook the foyer floor.Panicked footsteps sprinted across the wood. Through the thick fog closing in on my eyes, I caught a blurred, fleeting glimpse of grey eyes dropping toward me in absolute horror.Fabian.For some reason, his expression didn't reassure me.Instead, it made me wonder if he could have been part of this whole mastermind plan after all.*******When my eyes slowly drifted open, the harsh white glare of hospital lights burned into my retinas. My chest ached, and my head pounded with a dull, heavy throb

Morning came in the blink of an eye. I stayed awake all night, unable to stop thinking about the recorded message on the phone.Suddenly, my stomach cramped violently. It felt as if my internal organs were twisting into a knot. I gasped, holding my midsection as a wave of nausea hit me. I barely made it to the bathroom before I collapsed over the toilet, throwing up everything I had eaten the night before.What could have caused this? I thought, wiping my mouth with a trembling hand. I only ate the vegetables from the fridge…A cold suspicion crept into my mind. The locked pantry. The empty cupboards. The fridge stocked with nothing but near-spoiled cabbages. Was it really just negligence, or had Kira intentionally hidden the food to force me into eating whatever was left? The timing felt too convenient to be an accident.I leaned against the sink, forcing myself to stand. Outside, the front door clicked open. Voices echoed through the foyer, and I stepped out of the guest room to see

My eyes sprang open and I bolted upright with a sharp gasp.A soft, cool cloth was immediately pressed against my forehead, followed by a steady hand holding my shoulder.“Are you okay? You startled me,” a gentle voice said.I blinked through the haze, my eyes swimming with unshed tears. The room was unfamiliar, and the face hovering over me was a blur.“Who... who are you?” I rasped, my throat raw.“I’m Cole’s personal assistant, Fabian,” he said smoothly. “I was sent to retrieve some files from his study when I heard a loud thud from your bathroom. You were wrapped in a towel on the floor and it looked like you fainted right after stepping out of the shower.”I touched my temple, trying to piece together the fractured memories. The warm shower, the blinding headache, the sound of laughter echoing in my ears…“I put a robe on you and brought you to bed,” Fabian explained, his voice laced with quiet concern. “I was in a hurry to get back to the office, but when I realized the day-shif