Novels by Ella

ANNAI finally closed the door behind me, the familiar click echoing through my dimly lit apartment. The world outside still pulsed with the remnants of the nightclub: the bass in my chest, the laughter ringing in my ears, the faint glitter still clinging to my hair. I dropped my bag on the couch, kicked off my heels, and let myself sink into the cushions, every muscle screaming for rest.My phone buzzed almost immediately. I reached for it, expecting another group message from River and Cole checking in. Sure enough:Cole: You made it home alive?River: Did you survive the bougie jungle?I smiled, my fingers typing quickly.Me: Yes, yes, safe and sound.There was a pause before the next message arrived, and for a moment, I let myself breathe. The apartment was quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the distant sirens outside.But Diana’s words from earlier at the VIP kept looping in my head, relentless and insistent. “He doesn’t take just any girl to his house.” I had tried to sh

ANNAThe lights in the nightclub had gone from dizzying flashes to a slow, pulsating rhythm, like the beat of a heart trying to settle after a long sprint. River had somehow convinced Cole to attempt a dance-off, and I sat back at the bar, letting the movement wash over me instead of forcing myself into it. That’s when I saw her—Diana.She was leaning against the bar with effortless confidence, a glass of champagne in one hand, the other hand brushing hair out of her face. I recognized her immediately: Carson’s best friend. The one he had mentioned a few times, usually with a half-smile or a shake of his head, as if she could do no wrong.“Anna!” Diana’s voice cut through the music just enough to be heard. She was smiling, warm but not fake, the kind of smile that made you feel like you’d known her longer than you had.I blinked, trying to find the right response. “Diana,” I said finally, my voice uneven. My stomach twisted. Seeing her here—so carefree, so untouchable—made me suddenly

ANNAThe office smelled of fresh paint and new beginnings—or maybe that was just me convincing myself it wasn’t the same stale corporate air I’d been suffocating under. My new department was… different. Better. Cleaner somehow. Grace didn’t appear once, which was a relief. I didn’t miss her fake smiles or the way she measured people like we were all objects on some inventory sheet.“Anna!” River called from across the room, waving a hand with that signature mischievous grin of hers. “Coffee? Or do you want to be productive for once?”I rolled my eyes, but the laugh that escaped me felt lighter than it had in weeks. “I’ll grab one, but only if you promise not to judge me for drinking it black.”“You?” she said, mock horror etched across her face. “Never.”Cole leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, surveying us with his usual quiet amusement. “You two are ridiculous,” he said, though the corner of his mouth twitched like he was suppressing a smile.Despite the teasing, despite the off

ANNAThe hand on my mouth was tight, unrelenting, and my stomach dropped as I realized whose voice had just spoken. Cold, venomous, familiar.“Luke.”My voice was barely more than a whisper, but it carried every ounce of disbelief, anger, and fear I felt. I shoved against him with every ounce of strength I had, managing to wrench the hand away and take a staggering step back.He didn’t move, didn’t flinch. His eyes were dark, stormy, and I realized—too late—that whatever control I had thought I had over this night, over my life, had been stripped from me the moment he appeared.“So,” he hissed, the word sharp, slicing the air between us. “You’re just another slut, huh? First my brother… and now me? You really do have a type, Anna.”Something inside me snapped. Something primal, burning, screaming for him to know just how wrong he was. My hand shot out before I even thought, connecting sharply with his jaw. The sting of my own palm reverberated through me, but I didn’t care.“How dare

ANNAI couldn’t breathe.The air in the room felt thick, suffocating, like it had been sucked out and replaced with something heavier—something that pressed against my chest and refused to let go. My body still trembled, not from pleasure anymore, but from the sharp, disorienting crash that followed it.Luke.The name echoed in my head like a curse.My fingers tightened around the bedsheet, clutching it to my chest as if it could hold me together, as if it could shield me from the reality that had just torn through the fragile illusion I’d been living in.Carson moved across the room, pulling on his clothes with quick, practiced efficiency, like this—like everything that had just happened—meant nothing more than a brief interruption in his day. The casualness of it hit harder than anything Luke had said.“Say something,” I managed, my voice hoarse, uneven.He didn’t look at me immediately. He buttoned his shirt, adjusted his cuffs, then finally turned, his expression composed, control

ANNAHe walked towards me, grabbed my jaw and pushed me until my knees were on the floor.“Carson…” I called his name, noticing the way my voice quivered.“Shh.” He shushed me. The look in his eyes was foreign to me, dark and scary.Carson made quick work of undoing his pants, and soon enough, I was face to face with his length tucked perfectly in his boxers.Fuck, he was big.“Suck, Anna.”I leaned in, letting my tongue escape the cages of my lips to lick a long stripe of his clothed cock, letting the fabric dampen with my spit.Carson let out a satisfied sigh, and he patted my head softly, his touch gentle and caring.“Go ahead,” he said lowly. “No hands.”I didn't even bother trying to negotiate, and I caught the waistband of his boxers in between my teeth, tugging it down. His length hit the underside of my chin once free, and I wasted no time, licking from the base of his hardened cock to the tip.I wrapped my lips around the head, and sucked.Carson drew in a sharp breath, tight

Adrian’s POVThe phone rang.The sound exploded inside the narrow metal vent like a gunshot.My heart dropped.For one second, the entire world became silent.Then chaos broke loose below.“There’s something in there!” the female doctor shouted pointing towards my location.Her chair scraped loudly across the floor.“I knew I heard something! Check the vents!”My blood turned cold.Boots started moving quickly across the room.Metal trays clattered.“Call security!” someone yelled.I grabbed my phone quickly and tried to silence it, but it was already too late.My fingers trembled as I pressed the screen.Below me, several men were already pointing toward the ceiling.“There! Above us!”“Open it!”I began crawling fast through the vent.The metal tunnel shook beneath my weight as I pushed forward.Every movement made noise.Too much noise.Behind me, I heard the sound of metal being forced open.“They’re inside the vent!”My breathing became heavier.I crawled faster.Dust filled my n

Adrian’s POVThe cold metal door closed quietly behind me.Darkness surrounded the narrow stairway leading underground.I paused for a moment.My chest rose and fell slowly as I listened carefully.No voices.No footsteps.Only silence.Every sound I made echoed back at me.I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small black mask. I couldn’t afford to be seen or recognized.I adjusted the black cap on my head. I was on all black. The more attractive the colors are then the better.A strange smell filled the air but I ignored it.Finding Liana was my top priority.Then I stepped forward.Slowly.Carefully.Every movement had to be quiet.Every step had to be controlled.Because one mistake could destroy everything.And more importantly—One mistake could get Liana killed.I pulled the door shut above me and carefully covered the entrance again so it looked exactly the way it had before.Then I walked deeper into the underground passage.The moment I reached the bottom of the stairs,

Adrian’s POVThe engine roared as my car sped down the empty road.My eyes stayed fixed on the small blinking dot on the GPS screen.Liana.Her location flashed again.Still moving.Still alive.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white.My jaw clenched.“Hold on Liana… I’m coming for you” I muttered under my breath.The road ahead blurred as the speed increased.Wind rushed loudly against the windows.But I barely noticed.My mind was somewhere else.Back to the moment I placed the necklace around her neck.I remembered how gently I had done it.Like the necklace was something precious.But it wasn’t just jewelry.Hidden inside it was a tiny tracker.And something else.A listening device.I had known they would come for her.It was only a matter of time.Dr. Wally would never stop hunting for Amara.And Liana…Liana looked exactly like her.I had hoped they would take the bait.That they would bring her to their new factory.That they would lead me str

Liana’s POVThe men dragged me through a long, dark tunnel.My feet scraped against the cold ground as I struggled to keep up with their pace. My ribs still burned from the beating earlier. Every breath felt sharp and painful.The tunnel smelled damp and rotten.Water dripped slowly from the ceiling. Drop by drop.The sound echoed around us like a slow ticking clock.I could only think of one person at the moment.Adrian.Save me, please.That was all my heart wished for.Fear still sat heavily in my chest.I had no idea where they were taking me.And something inside me whispered that wherever we were going… it was not a place people returned from.Suddenly the men slowed down.We passed a large metal cage.My head turned instinctively.And my heart stopped.People.There were dozens of people locked inside.Men.Women.Even teenagers.Their bodies were thin and bruised. Some had cuts across their faces. Others had bandages wrapped around their arms and legs.They wore a white gowns

Liana’s POVMy legs shook so badly the chair beneath me scraped loudly across the floor.I couldn’t stop it.My body refused to listen to me.Every muscle trembled as if my bones had suddenly turned weak.Dr. Wally walked slowly around me.Not hurried.Not angry.Calm.Too calm.His shoes tapped lightly against the concrete floor as he circled me like a man inspecting something he owned.My breathing became shallow.Each time he passed behind me, my shoulders tightened.Then he stopped.Right behind me.I felt his presence before he even touched me.My entire body stiffened.Suddenly—He leaned down.His nose brushed the side of my hair.And then he inhaled.Slowly.Like he was enjoying the scent of my hair.A wave of disgust crawled down my spine.My stomach twisted violently.My fingers curled helplessly against the ropes.My chest was beating so hard I thought it would burst open.Then he spoke.Quietly.Almost gently.“I know you did not lose your memories.”My heart slammed again

Liana’s POVI blinked several times.At first, everything was blurry.My eyes burned as they had been closed for too long. Shapes slowly moved in front of me, dark shadows shifting in the dim light.Then my vision slowly cleared.The first thing I noticed was the smell.It hit my nose so suddenly that my stomach twisted.The air smelled horrible.Rotten.Damp.Like old walls that had never seen sunlight.I swallowed hard, trying not to gag.Then I looked around.The room was small and dark. The walls were stained and rough, and there was only a single tiny bulb hanging from the ceiling above me. The weak light flickered slightly, making the shadows move across the room like ghosts.My heart immediately started racing.That was when I realized something even worse.I couldn’t move.My arms were pulled behind me, tightly tied to the back of a chair. Thick ropes pressed painfully against my wrists.My legs were tied too.My mouth—My mouth was covered with cloth.A muffled sound escaped