Novels by meziafavour

JaxThe moment the blindfold came off, I gasped, trying to catch my breath. I looked around and brought my hand to my face to rub my blurry eyes.“Fuck,” I blurted when I realized I wasn’t anywhere away from the Devil. I was still with his men. Or actually, his man. The young man with shabby hair whom I can actually recall as Harren looked at me as another broad-chested asshole dragged me to him. ‎‎“Get your hands off me! I can walk.”His grip tightened. “Don’t make me hurt you.” The chill of his tone iced over my resolve. “Are you deaf???” I hollered. “I said I can walk.” ‎‎I stumbled without the balance of my arms, throwing a dirty look over my shoulder at him.This particular guard has been taking orders from Harren or whatever his name is. The man was bulky across the shoulders with neatly slicked-back brown hair.“I’ll take it from here,” Harren said, and stretched his hands out. I ignored it, looking at his face. “This way, Jax.”“Where are you taking me to?”“You’ll see

Charles That was such a reckless move but I don’t give a shit. She’s going nowhere. “Sir,” Harren called. “We have her handcuffed in a safe room.”“Great,” I said without batting an eyelash. I’ll face the rest of the investors later. They all know I have one rule— I never take what belongs to the market but this one? She doesn’t belong anywhere else. She belongs to me. I’m going to break her. I’ll tame her. “Shall I get you anything else?” He asked but I shook my head. “I need my cock sucked.. get two of the blondes here.”Inaudible words escaped his mouth. “What did you say?” I demanded, searching Harren’s eyes for a hint of what was going through his head but I found nothing. “Do I have permission to speak?” He asked, still looking down. “Talk!” I yelled. “Say it before I change my mind.”“Sir, from the reports we have, she’s going to be of no use to you. Her father didn’t say such great things about her and from her actions at the auction, she’s going to be trouble.”“So

Jax“The auction is about to start,” I heard someone say. I wasn't sure who said the words but it sounded nothing like the Devil’s voice. I swallowed hard, my hands and feet weak from fighting air. Not one punch or kick in the last thirty minutes has touched anyone. My head continued throbbing painfully.I took a deep breath, hoping it would soothe the ache but it did nothing to my predicament. “Do you think he'll kill us?” a feminine voice asked. I knew I was in here with someone but I had no idea who it was. I haven't seen where I am since I got blindfolded but my senses and instincts tell me I've been abducted and kept in a warehouse. “Can you hear me?” She asked again. “Yes.” “Do you think he'll kill us?”The certainty of my predicament should make me afraid..but somehow, it was filling me with more morale than it should. “I’ll kill him before he dares to touch me,” I whined and suddenly hoarse laughter filled the air. “This bitch here got some nerves.” There was someon

Jax“Stay close,” my father murmured. “Keep your head high.”I nodded, fingers brushing the smooth fabric of my red dress. It was a V-neck type, elegant and sexy.It was my first choice for this gathering… a dress that announces me without having to say a word.From the moment we stepped inside, I knew I was in something deep. The air was different, every decor had a sharp precision like it were glorifying him.The gold chandeliers, crystal glasses, silk gowns swirling around the room… all of it felt polished but beneath the elegance, I could feel the weight of hidden knives, whispered betrayals, and power plays happening behind every champagne toast.This wasn’t a party. For them, this was a celebration. For me, it was a funeral.I have just given myself willingly to the Devil Incarnate. My dress suddenly became suffocating. Layers of imported lace clung to my skin, delicate yet constricting, like the golden cage I had been forced into. I walked in beside my father, Martinez DeLuc

Jax“Shit,” I muttered as I stared at the pregnancy test in Nora's hand. It’s positive. She’s pregnant. My sister's hands flew to her mouth to stop herself from screaming. How the hell is she going to face our father?"Oh my God... this is a disaster." Disaster? That would be such a nice thing to say at this point, but this is far more than a disaster.Nora's wedding to Charles Wade is in just a few days, and she’s pregnant. With another man’s baby."What am I going to do?" she asked, pacing around the room like she was about to pass out. "God, I'm so scared!'Nora stood up from the bed, racing her fingers through her hair. I could see the fear in her eyes, on her face, and on her body. The goosebumps, the red skin, the teary eyes… they weren’t doing justice to how she truly was feeling. If Father doesn’t kill her, Charles Wade will. He’s known as the devil incarnate. According to words on the street, he’s the symbol of ultimate evil, and what’s worse? Nobody really knows this